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Summary: Set in the Edge/Lita/Matt storyline. Adam and Amy's relationship is in turmoil since part of her heart still belongs to Matt and he's having second thoughts. But when an accident strands the estranged couple together, their only chance of survival is each other.
Characters: Edge, Lita, Matt Hardy, others featured
Author's Note: So after being snowed in for a couple days after the monster blizzard, this story was started. The weather makes me just a tad evil, I think, lol. So as you can see, it's an Edge/Lita/Matt story, set back in their storyline. Enjoy!
Amy Dumas sat on the bed of the hotel room she was sharing with her boyfriend, staring out at the steadily darkening gray sky. A bad snowstorm was rolling in, she knew, which was why they were going to leave early to try to beat the weather and get to the next city. She was a little nervous about the drive ahead, but she trusted him. She knew they would be okay. The next show wasn't too far away, and they were leaving early enough that afternoon to hopefully get there before the snow started.
She heard the door of the bathroom open behind her, his deep voice quiet as he grumbled to himself when he entered the main part of the room. She turned to look over her shoulder, watching as he slipped on his leather jacket before grabbing his bag from the bed behind her. There was a light bruise under his right eye, left there from the brutal match he had been involved in the night before against Matt Hardy. She knew everything between the two superstars wasn't quite scripted, and she sometimes felt things that happened on the part of both of them went too far. She knew she had made a mistake with how she left the older Hardy, and she hated seeing two men she still cared about paying for it. "Everything okay?" Amy wondered.
Adam Copeland glanced at her as he put his bag over his shoulder. "Yeah, everything's fine," he muttered. "We need to get going if we want to make it, though."
"Okay." Amy got to her feet, picking up her winter jacket and putting it on. She glanced at Adam for a moment before she approached him, brushing some of his blond hair out of his face. He moved his green eyes to her, not stopping her when she met his lips in a soft, slow kiss. Though he wound an arm around her waist, she noticed the way he held her felt tense, the way he kissed her not as effortless as it had been before. She pulled away from him slightly, studying his face carefully. He wore an expression she couldn't read, and it made her a bit concerned.
"Ready?" Adam asked, releasing her.
"Sure," Amy answered quietly, picking up her bag. When she turned back to look at him, she sighed when she saw Adam was already making his way toward the door. "I guess."
Amy followed him out of the room and down the stairs to the first floor of the hotel, waiting for Adam as he went to the front desk to check out. She situated her bag on her shoulder so it was a bit more comfortable, glancing around at the lobby. The atmosphere felt tense- she knew everyone was just as uncomfortable about the imminent weather as she was.
"Heading out, Amy?"
Not expecting the question, Amy turned around, watching as Matt Hardy approached her with a cup of coffee in his hand. He had a cut above his right eye from the same match the night before, his left wrist wrapped protectively in a cloth bandage. "Yeah," she answered, trying to act as disinterested as possible. After the rough way their relationship had ended, she had tried her best to not spend much time with him since things were still awkward and tense. "We're getting to the next city to beat the storm."
Matt nodded slightly, taking a sip of his coffee as he glanced at Adam still checking out at the desk. He knew a few other superstars were also leaving early to race the storm, but there were a lot like him as well who were waiting to leave until the next morning. "Well, just drive carefully," he said, turning his attention back to Amy. "Call me when you get there."
Amy looked at the older Hardy for a long moment before she nodded. In the days after their breakup, there had been times where Matt had been desperate enough to try to win her back, even after the way he had treated her when he learned she was with Adam, which was something that had made its way into their scripted storyline. He had stopped since then, and though she knew he still loved her, he had backed off. But she had known him for a long time, and because of that, she still cared for him somewhat.
"Okay, I will," she agreed. "We'll be fine. Adam's driving. We'll get there before the weather gets bad."
"It's not Adam I'm concerned about."
Amy sighed quietly. She knew the friendship the older Hardy used to have with Adam was still broken, but he hadn't been acting out on it like he used to unless he drank. Most of his aggression toward the other man came out in the ring. "Matt, please don't start right now..." she began quietly.
"I'm sorry, Ames," Matt muttered. "I can't help but worry about you going out there with a storm coming."
"Well, don't be," Amy told him. "I can take care of myself, Matt. We're going to be fine. I'll call you when we get there." Then, she turned and walked toward the front desk where Adam was finishing up.
Matt watched as she grabbed a hold of his arm, smiling up at him as he turned to her. Then, Adam glanced up, his small smile slowly vanishing when he saw the older Hardy's dark eyes on him, muttering something to Amy he couldn't hear before starting to walk toward the entrance of the hotel. Amy glanced over her shoulder at Matt one more time as they stepped outside, the doors sliding closed behind them.
Though he knew he should have just let them walk away, Matt took a few steps forward to stand in front of the doors and watched as Adam and Amy approached their dark green rental car. He unlocked it, holding the back door open as she put her bag inside before he did the same. Matt clenched his jaw tightly, stopping himself from going outside as well as Amy walked around the car to get in the passenger seat while Adam climbed in behind the wheel. He had to let her go.
But as the car started, Matt turned his gaze up to the sky, seeing the gray clouds were only steadily growing darker. He bit his bottom lip with worry, noticing the bad weather seemed to be moving in a little quicker than it had that morning. He took a step forward, causing the doors to slide open, but stopped when he watched Adam pull out of the spot and leave the parking lot, driving down the road and out of sight.
"Is there something wrong, Adam?"
Adam glanced at the red-headed woman sitting in the seat next to him. "Not wrong, exactly," he answered quietly, looking back at the almost empty road ahead of them. They had just left the city and were on the way to the next, dense forest on either side of them. "But, uh... I think we should talk."
Amy looked at Adam for a long moment, sighing as she reached forward and turned the radio down a little. She had a feeling she knew what was coming. Adam had been acting a bit differently the past couple days, almost more distant from her. "All right," she said. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Us." His response came quickly and to the point. "I've just been thinking a lot lately about us. And after everything that's happened and this whole situation, I think we..." He paused for a minute, his eyes narrowing slightly as he thought about how to continue.
"You're breaking it off." It wasn't a question.
Adam sighed, meeting her gaze for a second. "I think it would be best if we were to just be friends," he confirmed.
"Look, Adam," Amy muttered, shaking her head slightly as she bit her bottom lip to keep a thin line of tears at bay. "I know I went about this whole thing the wrong way..."
"It's not just your fault," Adam reminded her.
Amy nodded slightly. "I know," she replied. "But I guess I should have been expecting this. I just want to say that I do still love you, but I don't want to lose your friendship either."
Adam quickly moved his eyes to her before looking back at the road. "I know Matt still has the same feelings about you," he told her quietly. "And you still care for him."
She knew Matt still loved her, though Amy didn't realize Adam could see the same thing she did. But to have him accurately say how she felt about Matt caused a slight pain in her heart, and she looked out the window at the passing trees. The older Hardy had been her first serious, long-term relationship, and though she had left him for a man she at the time thought she had stronger feelings for, she couldn't deny she still had that small feeling of love for him, no matter how much she wanted to. Maybe Adam was right and this was the best route for them to take.
"You're a good friend, Amy, and always have been," Adam continued when she didn't say anything, not looking at her. "That would be the best for us."
Amy nodded as she looked back at him, hiding her conflicting feelings behind a smile. "Okay, Adam," she said. "If that's what you want."
Adam heard the almost defeated tone to her voice, and he reached over and wrapped his hand around hers without saying a word. Amy tightened her fingers around his, grateful for the silent support. It was going to be strange no longer calling herself Adam's girlfriend, but at least she still had him as a friend.
Then, her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked out the front window. "It's starting to snow already."
"Is it?" Adam pulled his hand away as he leaned forward a little, trying to see a bit better.
"Yeah, look." Amy pointed at the small white flakes that were falling from the darkening sky.
Adam sighed. "It wasn't supposed to start yet," he muttered. "Not until later this afternoon."
Amy shrugged. "Well, it's not very heavy yet," she said. "Hopefully it'll stay this way until we get there."
"Yeah, hopefully," Adam agreed quietly, sitting back in the seat. "But that storm's coming ing sooner than we thought."
Matt sighed as he stared out the window of the lobby, watching as larger snowflakes fell from the sky and started to form a thin layer on the cement and cars parked in the lot. The snowstorm was starting, but the only problem was it was much earlier than they had been told. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, almost willing it to ring as he stared at the blank screen intently. He couldn't help but be concerned about Amy as Adam drove them to the next city in this weather. She said she would let him know when they got there, but so far, he hadn't heard anything.
"I wouldn't want to be driving in this snow."
Hearing the familiar voice, Matt turned to look next to him and saw Glenn Jacobs, better known as his ring name Kane, was gazing out the window as well. "It's only going to get worse," he continued.
"That it is," Matt agreed. "I just hope the people who already left make it safely."
Glenn nodded. "I talked to Amy earlier. She said she and Adam were going to head out," he muttered. "Did they leave already?"
Matt tightened the ponytail behind his head. "Yeah, they left a while ago," he told him quietly. "She's going to let me know when they get there."
"Good. Keep me posted," Glenn said. "With these conditions, I want to know if they make it okay."
"Will do, Man." Matt watched as Glenn made his way back across the lobby toward the staircase, sighing as he turned his attention back to the steadily increasing snowfall. He pulled his phone out of his pocket again, staring at it closely.
"Come on, Amy..."
"Damn, I can barely see anything..."
Amy sighed nervously as she and Adam slowly made their way down the road, the wind and snowfall making seeing ahead of them very difficult. "Maybe you should pull over, Adam," she suggested. The storm wasn't supposed to start this early.
"Where do you suggest I do that, Amy?" Adam asked, his tone slightly frustrated. "As you can see, there are only trees on either side of us, and if I pull over, we'll still be in the road. And who knows how long this snow is going to last."
"Well, maybe we should turn around then," Amy answered. "Go back to the hotel. It'd be better than continuing through this."
But Adam shook his head. "We're better off going forward since we're closer to the next city than the one we just left," he told her. "If we turn around, we'll still have to drive through this crap."
"How do you know that for sure?" Hints of irritation were slipping through in Amy's tone too.
"Because of how long we've been driving!" Adam snapped without meaning to.
"Yeah, but we've been driving much slower for the past half hour or so!"
Adam sighed as he tightened his hands around the wheel to try to keep the car in control as more snow continued to pile on the road, making it slicker while the wipers moved furiously over the windshield so he could see through the flurry. "What would you have me do, Amy?" he muttered. "If you have any better ideas, I wanna hear them."
Amy looked at him for a long moment before she looked away from him, looking out the side window. She could barely make out the trees through the heavy snowfall.
"We're going to be fine," Adam said, glancing at her for a split second. "As long as we-!"
Suddenly, Amy gasped when the car lurched forward when Adam tried to brake lightly, continuing to slide. "Adam!"
"Hold on." Adam held the wheel tightly as the car started to swerve since there was barely any traction, trying to keep them somewhat steady.
Amy grabbed onto her seat while Adam leaned forward a bit, trying to see through the blowing snow. She screamed when the car slid off the road, instantly glad she had her seatbelt on as they moved quickly over the uneven ground. Adam clenched his jaw tightly as he held onto the wheel, trying his best to maneuver their way through. Amy shut her eyes when the car hit a tree on her side, the impact slowing them down as they spun a little. Adam cried out in pain before he was silent, and their car finally came to a stop. Amy leaned forward, the breath taken out of her and her side burning with pain from the restraining seatbelt, keeping her eyes closed.
They were stranded.
Author's Note: That's it for this one! Thanks for reading! Your reviews are much appreciated, just no flames please. Thank you!