Title: Forever
Part 21
Author: SlasheR
Rating: NC-17
Warnings(in no particular order): M/M, Rape, Graphic Sex, Violence, BDSM,Angst
Characters: Matt Hardy, Christian, Gangrel, Edge, and Jeff Hardy Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wrestlers, and none of this ever happened. I'm sure that in real life, Gangrel is very nice.

Epilogue

Matt sat alone in the hotel room, waiting for Gangrel. He was all alone tonight...Shane had gotten backstage passes for the ECW show, so he could talk to that Paul guy after the show, and he'd brought Jeff and Christian with him. Christian and Shane had been the most relucant to go, although Jeff had acted like he could care less about getting to meet Rob. Matt smiled at the memory of Jeff, in the midst of putting on all his 'I've-got-a-date' jewelry, had tried to convince Matt that he didn't mind staying home.

"What are you so happy about?" Gangrel had come in, silently.

"Why do you care?"

"Ah, so fiery...don't worry, I'll soon put a stop to that. You're a pretty new toy, Matthew, but you'll break like all the rest. Then I'll have to get a new one...Shane would certainly be a delicious choice--it's always fun to break the really expensive toys. Or maybe Jeffery--your little brother would certainly be a treat, all decked out with his pretty clothes and sparkly jewelry...yes, Jeffery will make a fine toy."

"You stay away from him, Gangrel."

"Who do you think you are? You think you're better than me because you sleep with anything that moves? Your brother--disgusting, Matthew--the boss's son--nice way to get s cushy suite--and then Christian, my sloppy seconds. And you're giving me orders?"

Something inside Matt snapped, and he leapt at Gangrel, furious. Gangrel laughed, easily throwing him aside. Matt lunged again, and again, each time missing the beast. Gangrel just laughed louder and louder, fueling Matt's rage. When Gangrel was laughing so hard he closed his eyes, Matt took the opportunity and lunged again, this time hitting his target, knocking the sadistic man to the floor. He grabbed two handfuls of oily blonde hair, slamming Gangrel's head into the floor, too many times to count. When his rage subsided, he let go and got off.

Gangrel didn't move.

Matt knelt down. Gangrel wasn't breathing. He laid his fingers on the older man's neck. There was a pulse, but it was faint. Matt grabbed the phone, called 911, and left the room, going next door to wait for the others to come home.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Shane and Christian came in around midnight, and found a very shaken Matt Hardy sitting on the couch.

"Matt? Sweetie, what happened?" Shane rushed over to the couch as he talked, followed closely by Christian.

"Gangrel...he...he said...he said when he was done with me...he was gonna go after...Shane...or...or Jeff...I got mad...he insulted my sex life...I attacked him...he wasn't breathing...hardly any pulse...Oh God..."

Shane pulled Matt into his arms. Christian rubbed Matt's back. "Shh...it's okay...it was self-defense, sweetie, you won't get in too much trouble, even if he dies--he deserves to."

"Where...where's Jeff?"

"He and Rob really hit it off, they went out for drinks."

"Oh."

A sharp knock sounded at the door. Christian got up and answered it.

"Can I help you?...Matt Hardy?...Yeah, he's here...Questioning? Okay, but can you keep it short? He's kind of emotional right now."

Christian led the State Trooper into the suite. Shane pulled Matt up so they were both sitting on the couch, Matt in Shane's lap. Shane knew they probably looked ridiculous--Matt was bigger than him--but he didn't care. Christian sat next to them, taking Matt's hand.

"Which one of you is Matt Hardy?"

"I am."

"I have a couple questions to ask you. It won't take too long. Were you over in suite 520 earlier this evening? Around ten o'clock?"

"Yeah, I was."

"And there was another man in there...Gangrel?"

"Yeah."

"Did you and this man have a fight?"

"Yes, he insulted my brother, and my...significant other, and my best friend, and me...so I attacked him."

"Were insults the only provocation?"

"No."

"What other reason did you have to attack him?"

"Christian, show him your back." Christian stood up, turning his back to the Trooper and pulling up his shirt. The Trooper looked horrified.

"And that was the only other provocation?"

"No." Matt got up and did the same thing.

"I see. Well, Mr. Hardy, it looks like you had some reasons for doing what you did, but if Gangrel decides to press charges, there will be jailtime, and a trial. He seemed pretty adamant about pressing charges, so I suggest you get a lawyer. Good evening, gentlemen."

Shane walked the Trooper to the door, and Matt collapsed against Christian, sobbing quietly.

Shane sat back down on the arm of the couch, stroking Matt's hair.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. You had every reason to do that. They can't lay a finger on you."