A/N- This is a joint fic with my friend Aimme. We don't know if we will continue it, but we are thinking about it. Hope you like it cause we worked hard on it.

Title: I Got A Feeling

Rating: R

Contents: Angst, mentions of rape, Slash

Chapter: 1/ 2 or 3


"Matt, wake up." Jeff Hardy called to his brother, shaking him slightly, "Wake up."

"Jeff? What is it? it's, like, four-thiety in the morning and we've got a plane to catch in a couple of hours."

"I think something's wrong." Jeff replied simply.

"What?" Jeff, you can't just wake me up in the middle of the night to tell me something's wrong when there isn't."

"How do YOU know? I can feel it. I Think there's something wrong."

"Like what?"

"I don't know."

Matt rolled his eyes in the darkness, "Well, when you figure it out, come tell me."

"I think....I think it's about--I don't know. There's just something wrong."

"Thanks for telling me, but we can't do anything. So, next time your Spide-y Sense wakes you up, tell it to leave me alone and go to sleep!"

Matt pulled the covers back over his head and waited until he heard Jeff get back in his hotel bed to let them back down. This was just like Jeff, waking him up in the middle of the night to tell him something they could do nothing about. Matt sighed and rolled over in his bed to face the wall and turn away from his brother, who was sitting up, indian-style, in his bed.

"Jeff," he finally said, "Go to sleep, dammit."

"But I KNOW that something is wrong."

"Well I guess we'll find out if we get a notification."

"I guess you're right."

"I think I am. G'Night."

"Night." Jeff replied, pulling the covers around him. But he just couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.


The next morning, Jeff woke up early and had some room service brought up so he and Matt wouldn't have to risk getting mobbed downstairs by fans. Not that he didn't love all of his fans; it was just too early to stand and sign autographs for a few hours. He sat silently, writting in his notebook as Matt finally stirred to life.

"Welcome to the world, stranger." Jeff greeted, not looking up or stalling the pencil across the page.

"Whatcha doin'?" Matt asked, groggily.

"Writtin, you dipshit. Answer that." Jeff replied as the phone rang.

"Hello?" Matt asked, "Oh yeah, he's here. Jeff, fer you. Sounds like Kidman."

"Hello?" Jeff asked, taking the phone from hsi brother.

"Jeff? It's Billy."

"Hey. What's up?"

"Yeah, uh...I was uh, supossed to room with Shannon last night, but he never showed up. Is he there with you?"

"No, I haven't seen him." Jeff replied, thinking, "I thought that you and Shannon broke up a while ago. He's going out with Kevin, now."

"So? We can't just be friends?" illy asked.

"No, it's nothing like that. I was just wonderin if you two had gotten back together or something."

"Well we haven't. I was just wondering if he was with you or not. It's not unlike Shannon to just up and leave, but I had the strangest feeling last night..."

"Really?" Jeff asked, rising his eyebrows.


"Something was wrong?"

"Yeah! And like, I wanted to do something,"

"But you couldn't. Yeah, exactly. You too?"

"Yeah," Jeff agreed.

"I wonder what it means."

"Me, too. Matt wouldn't believe me, but I told him so."

"That's so weird, dude. Anyways, I gotta go. Jamie'll be here soon and I gotta shower. Just wondering where Shannon was, is all. Hey, if you hear from him, let me know, okay?"

"Yeah, sure man, see ya."

Jeff hung up the phone and gave his brother that 'I-told-you-so' look, "That was Billy, he had a weird feeling last night, too. Wanted to know if we've seen Shannon."

Matt was about to reply when there was a knock on the door. He glared and sent Jeff to go get it.


Shannon carefully pulled himself from the elevator and down the hall to where he had remembered Jeff told him his room was. It seemed a lot closer that past morning. He winced and gingerly placed a hand on his lower back as pain shot through it. Finally, he had made it to the room. The light shone underneath it, signalling that some one was in there. He knocked and waited for the door to open. But, he couldn't keep the tears he had been holding back finally flowed down his face.


"Shannon, what's wrong?" Jeff asked, enveloping his smaller, younger friend in a hug, "Come on in."

Shannon leaned into Jeff's chest as he rested his head there and his tears began to soak the t-shirt Jeff had on. The sobs that had taken over began to shake his sore body. He shot up suddenly, hissing in pain, as Jeff tried to pull him to the bed. Jeff jumped and Matt hurried over.

"Shann? What's wrong? Here, takea seat." Matt said, carefully leading the blonde to a bed.

"I'm so sorry for barging in on you guys, but I had nowhere to go. I can't go back to--to Kevin."

"Did he do something to you, Shann?"

"I'm sure he didn't mean to--"

"Shannon, "Jeff said, holding his friend by the shoulder, but quickly letting go when he winced, "Let me see."

Shannon turned and quickly tried to get away, but Matt stood in the way.

"It's okay," Matt said, "Just show and tell us what happened."

"Shann, please?" Jeff asked quietly.

Shannon tried to look Jeff in the eyes, but couldn't find himself to do it The tears began to flood his eyes again. He bit his lip, which had been busted on the bottom and looked at his friend cautiously, "I don't think he meant--"


Shannon looked to Matt, who had spoken.

"What happened."

Shannon let his breath out softly. He slowly took off his shirt, deciding that they could probably help him, revealing an amount of dark bruises, cuts, and scars. He leaned into Jeff's chest again, tears flowing more freely. Jeff hugged his friend protectively, though carefully. Matt looked to the ground, unable to find any words to say.

"I--I guess Kevin just doesn't wanna be with me any more." Shannon sobbed, "I--" he started again after a few seconds, "I walked into our room and he was in there with Hunter. I tried to get out and shut the door, but Kevin stormed over and grabbed me. He pulled me in there. Hunter looked real scared, he told me he never meant for me to see them, but Kevin shut him up and sent him out. I was so shocked, I got real mad he would do something like that, even though there were a ton of signs.

"I just didn't want to believe it. I was so mad, that I shoved Kevin back and I went to punch him. But he caught me hand and torch'd me to the ground. Before I knew it, I'm against the wall, bleeding and...I don't know. Then, he kicked me out and said that he never wanted to see me again..."

"Did--" Jef coughed, foinding his voice, "Did he rape you, Shann?"

"Can't exactly say that....we loved each other..."

"Shannon..." Matt started.

"I don't know what to do, Matty. I'm so confused! I didn't know anywhere else to go. I had to go somewhere! I had to go somewhere, I hope you don't mind. I can leave if--"

"Shannon, it's okay, it's okay," Jeff said, stopping the flow of words coming from Shannon's mouth, "You've got to clean up, then I'm gonna go beat the shit out of your dumb ass exboyfriend."

"Calm down, Jeff," Matt reasoned, "I don't think we should do anything yet. Shann, you should go clean up. I'm sure that Jeff's got some of his smaller pants with him. You go take your time while me and Jeff think of what to do."

Shannon inhaled deeply, "Thank you. So much. I don't know what I would do without you."

"We're here for you, Shann." Jeff said, giving Shannon another hug and handing him a pair of his pants.

Jeff and Matt waited till they heard Shannon start up the shower so they knew Shannon didn't need anything. Then, they left a note telling Shannon not to worry if they wern't back by the time they were back and just to try and get some sleep. They went to Billy's room, although matt had a bit of a hard time diverting Jeff from going to Kevin's room.

Shannon pulled himself from the cry he had had in the shower and shut it off. He put on the loose pants that Jeff had handed him and went to the front room. He lifted the note and read it tiredly before collapsing into the bed and sobbing himself to sleep.

--Matt knocked on Billy's hotelroom, holding Jeff by a wrist so he couldn't get away and go find Kevin.

"It's open!" Billy called from inside.

Matt pushed the door open and notioned for Jeff to go in first. Jeff sulked in, glaring down the hall to the elevator. Billy looked up from where he was sitting on the bed.

"Oh, I figured it'd be Jamie, but what's up guys?"

Jeff looked at Billy as if he had just realized he was there, then immediatley took a seat next to him.

"Billy, you remember how you said that you had that weird feeling last night and stuff?"


"Well, we found where Shannon was."

"Really? Where?"

"With Kevin."

"Well, that's good, at least he wasn't--"

"That's not a good thing, Billy." Matt said, standing before the two.

"Why? I mean, Kevin is Shannon's boyfriend, right?"

"Fuck Kevin." Jeff said bitterly.


"I said 'Fuck Kevin'"

"Yeah, I heard that. Why?"

"Kevin beat up Shannon and raped him."

Billy's eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open. "He what?" he asked in shock.

"He raped and beat him." Jeff growled, slamming his fist on the bedside table, "I fucking hate him! Matt, just let me go and give him a peice of my fucking mind!"

"Jeff, later. Right now, I bet Shannon's out of the shower and sleeping. We should wait till he wakes up then see what he wants to do. But we HAVE to take him to the doctors to have him checked out."

"What if that's not what he wants?" Jeff asked.

"It doesn't matter in this part of the case. He NEEDS to be checked out. What if Kevin has a disease or something, you wouldn't want Shannon to get it, do you?" Matt asked, knowing the answer, but wanting to get his point across.


R&R! *^_^*