Title: Come Home

Rating: T

Genre: Drama/Romance

Summary: Amy invites Trish, who she hasn't seen in a long time, to a Luchagors show. There Trish is forced to face her old friends, the truth, and drop her façade. It's time for her to come home. TrishJeff.

Disclaimer: I own the OCs. WWE is owned by WWE.

Chapter One: I've been waiting for you for so long

Friday

"Amy, I don't know." Trish sighed on the phone, drumming her finger from her free hand on her kitchen island table. "I just don't think it's a good idea. The timing for me is all wrong."

"What do you mean timing? Didn't you say you were taking time off from your yoga studio?"

Trish mentally cursed at herself. "I did, but that doesn't mean I don't have other responsibilities." she didn't exactly lie there.

"Oh come on, it's just one night. You can fly here to Cameron for the show, it'd be perfect."

She groaned. "I'll have to see."

"You'll love it."

Not if I run into him. Trish thought. "Hey, where is Smackdown going to be that day?"

"The concert is on Friday."

"Basically that means Jeff will be around?"

"He does live in Cameron. But does that matter? I know you two had a thing back in '02."

More than a thing… Trish was silent.

"But that was almost seven years ago."

"It was more than a thing, Amy." Trish hissed. "I cheated on Chris with Jeff."

"Yes, and then you took time off because you felt bad."

And I was pregnant. "Amy, there's something else."

"What?" Trish recognized Amy's curious tone.

"Mommy, mommy!" Trish heard her house door slam and her daughter's call.

"I have to go."

"Wait, Trish. What were you going to tell me?"

Thinking fast, Trish quickly said. "I'll be there." Before hanging up the phone and setting it on the counter. Making her way around the island the woman walked to the kitchen door with her arms wide opened. All she saw was her daughter's blonde hair as she was tackled by a giggling five year old.

Lacey Noelle Hardy had her father's blonde hair, and his green eyes. But her face shape and everything else was Trish.

"How was school today?" Trish asked, breaking the hug from her daughter and picking her up before placing her on an island stool.

"It was fun!" she grinned, which reminded Trish of Jeff. "Mommy, I drew you and grandma a picture!"

"It's a beautiful picture, too." Trish's mother spoke, coming into the room. "Trish sweetie, I'm going to go now. I have business to take care of. Are you fine here?"

"Perfectly fine, mom." Trish told her mother, annoyed that her mom barely trusted her alone with her own daughter.

After Trish took time off when she found out she was pregnant (thanks to Steph, who she had become good friends with) she had her baby, got back in shape after three months and came back, leaving Lacey with her mom and dad. Her life went on and she put off being a mother – not even telling her closest friends. It was hard to hide it, but she did. Always avoiding when someone asked her where she been for a year, she just would reply back that she had lost her passion and then regained it. Once she came back, she and Jeff had their brief storyline onscreen, but off the tension were high between them, she tried to avoid him at all costs. Sometimes it worked, and sometimes it left him with lots of questions, he'd ask. But she didn't want anything to do with him afraid that she'd tell him the truth. But then, Jeff got fired from the WWE and she hadn't really talked to him since. Trish retired in 2006, to take care of her daughter. She missed being in the ring, and wanted to come back. But her daughter was now the most important thing in her life, and she knew it was time for her to sacrifice for her.

"Alright, call me if you need anything."

"Will do." She watched at her mother walked away before she heard the door shut. She looked down to her daughter.

"I made you cookies." She grabbed the plate of cookies and sat it in front of her daughter.

"Yay!" the little girl clapped her hands, Trish smiled as she walked to the frig and pulled out a gallon of milk.

Somewhere in North Carolina,

"Is she coming?" Jeff asked anxiously once Amy had gotten off the phone.

Amy nodded at him. "That's what she said. But, that's also what she said the last time before she couldn't make it. So don't get your hopes up."

"Too late." Matt muttered from next to Amy, smirking a bit.

"My hopes aren't up." He told the two, Amy and Matt however, didn't believe him and sent each other knowing looks. "I just haven't seen her in forever and am excited, is all."

"You expect me to believe that, bro?"

"Believe what you want, but it's the truth." Jeff took a sip from his bottle of water.

"Sure it is." Amy winked at him. "She's single by the way."

Jeff's eyes lit up, as he tried to keep his composure. "Single?"

"Yeah, like you bro."

"What a coincidence." Amy grinned.

Jeff matched her grin. "She's coming. No matter what, even if I have to go to Canada to get her myself."

Matt raised an eyebrow in question, knowing his brother had it bad for the Canadian.

"I've been waiting for this for so long." He confessed. "Since we first met, it's a long time in the making. When she gets here, I'm going to take a chance, a risk. I just hope she's going to take it with me." Jeff had to see if he and Trish still had the chemistry they once had, back when he was head over heels for her. And maybe he still was? Only time would tell.

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A/n: First chap…is it worth continuing? Lemme know.