"You know…this wedding planning stuff isn't very fun," Adam commented as he and Jeff looked at the list of stuff he and Jeff had to do. They knew they were having the wedding here in the backyard and there was a pastor who was a friend of the family's that would happily marry them. There was still a boat load of things to do though. They had to send the invitations, confirm all the members of their wedding party, hire someone to cater the food at the reception, get the tuxedos, order a cake, get flowers and shit and there was some more stuff but Adam didn't even want to think about any of it. It gave him this headache that just refused to leave no matter how much he wanted it to. "I mean where do we even start?"

Jeff shoved a piece of paper and a pen towards him. "Write down the people you need to invite. I'll combine it with my list and go from there."

"Is that what you're doing now?" Adam asked as he peeked at the paper Jeff had.

Jeff shook his head. "I'm drawing what I want to do with the yard. I was thinking I could build up a hill that we can stand on with the priest so that everyone can see us."

"Plus you can so totally jump it on your dirt bike once all this is over," Adam pointed out.

Jeff grinned and grabbed Adam's hand so he could kiss it. "You know me so well." He kissed Adam's hand again before going back to his drawing. Adam watched him for a moment, grinning as the younger man drew an intricate arch over the hill he had already drawn. He knew Jeff would have a field day building that thing. And he also thought of something else they would have to do: get chairs. They would have to get chairs from somewhere.

Sighing and taking his eyes away from Jeff, he went to work on the list he was supposed to be doing. He started off with family members and then moved on to friends and co-workers he wanted to invite. He didn't have to write Jay down since he was going to be the best man and Matt and Shannon were both sharing the title of Jeff's best man. Last night they discussed how they wanted to go down the aisle and they had agreed to just walk down together. Neither one of them really felt the need to be given away by their parents so they weren't bothering with that little tradition. "Randy, Vickie, Cena, Morrison, Amy-" He was reading the list back to himself to make sure he wasn't missing anyone.

"I talked to Amy the other day," Jeff piped in.

"How was she?"

"Good. Her band is playing gigs here in North Carolina in a couple of weeks so she might drop by if she gets a chance."

Adam nodded and continued going over his list, adding a few names he missed the first time around. He hadn't talked to Amy in awhile. His schedule with the WWE and the projects she had going kept them both pretty busy. The last time he had even seen her had been when she had come with Phil to the Summerslam TLC match between him and Jeff. They had talked for a bit and caught up on things and she had told him that Matt and Jeff hadn't exactly been thrilled with her thing with Punk. Hardys and Phil weren't exactly a good mix. Phil had his lifestyle choices and the Hardy gang had theirs and both sides were pretty damn stubborn and kind of obnoxious with it really. Adam tried to just stay out of it for the most part. He didn't live Phil's lifestyle and he certainly didn't party anywhere near as hard as the Hardy gang. He did when he was younger but now he was usually the sober one driving them all home after a night out at the town.

"Adam? Earth to Adam. Come in Adam." Jeff waved his hand in front of Adam's face. "You there buddy?"

Adam blinked and shook himself out of his thoughts. "Yeah I'm here. Sorry I was distracted."

"With what?"

"Thoughts."

"Anything interesting?"

"Unfortunately no." Adam glanced at the clock and put his hand over his stomach as it rumbled. "You want me to cook something for lunch?"

Jeff glanced at the pantry and then at the refrigerator. "I don't think we really have much to eat. We have to do some serious grocery shopping."

"So let's do that and stop to get something to eat on the way," Adam suggested. "I'm freaking starving I can't wait too much longer."

Jeff chuckled a bit and started putting all the wedding stuff away so Lizzie wouldn't decide to be an ornery shit and jump up on the chair and eat it all while they were gone. "Where do you think we should go?"

Adam shrugged and grabbed the keys. "I don't know. Let's figure it out on the way." He dangled the keys in front of Jeff's face. "I'm driving."

Jeff smirked. "You wish." He snatched the keys out of Adam's hand and booked it out the front door.

"Hey!" Adam took off running after Jeff. "You get back here you asshole!"

"Make me slut!"

The chase lasted for a good ten minutes and only ended when Adam tripped and nearly twisted his ankle on a garden hose Jeff had forgotten to put away. "I said I was sorry like five times already," Jeff said as he made sure Adam hobbled to the car without falling down again. "I don't know what else you want me to say."

"I don't want you to say anything," Adam replied, wincing as he opened the car door. The pain was already starting to subside but it still was hard to walk on. Jeff had tried to get him to go back to the house and sit but he had been too stubborn to do that. He was hungry damn it and he wanted to get his food now. "I just wish you wouldn't leave that stuff laying around."

Jeff sighed and made sure Adam got in okay before going around to the driver's seat and getting in as well. "Are you sure you don't need ice or anything?"

"I'm fine," Adam assured him. "The pain's going away already so I don't think it was as bad as I thought at first."

"Alright." Jeff started the car up and backed out of the driveway. Part of him felt like he should insist on getting Adam some ice and wrapping up the ankle to be safe but if Adam was going to insist that he was fine then he wasn't going to push him. Not right now anyway. Adam would just complain since he was hungry and he sure as hell didn't want to hear that. That got ridiculously dramatic for his taste.

…

They ended up just stopping for hamburgers and Adam's ankle, while still sore, was okay enough for him to walk on. At least until they got to the grocery store. Then suddenly his ankle had taken a complete turn for the worse and Adam literally hopped on one foot into the store and got on one of the electric wheelchair carts.

"Really Adam?" Jeff asked as he just stared at the older blonde.

"What?" Adam said innocently. "I'm crippled."

Jeff let out a long sigh and rolled his eyes. He could get into it with Adam right now but he wasn't going to. He just grabbed a regular cart because the one Adam had wasn't going to be anywhere near big enough for all the stuff they needed. "You want to split up so-"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Jeff laughed as he looked over and saw Adam making his cart not only go backwards but making it go in circles as he did it. "You think you could pop a wheelie on that thing?"

Adam shrugged. "I could try…" He almost really did try but then noticed the manager glaring daggers at him. "I don't Baldy over there wants me to though."

Jeff shook his head. "Bastard." He motioned for Adam to follow him towards the produce section, which he did. "You know though, now that I actually think about it, I don't think that you would be able to do it anyway."

Adam frowned. "Are you doubting my wheelie abilities?"

"Mostly I'm doubting the thing itself. I can just picture you trying and it just toppling over on you."

"Well shit…we gotta get Matt to try it then."

"Why him?"

"It'd be funny to see him bust his ass on it."

"Don't you think he would be smart enough to not go for it?"

"Him? Oh please. All we've got to do is dare him and he'll do it. He's got too much pride to ever back down from a dare."

Jeff nodded slowly, knowing that Adam was right about that. Matt would do pretty much anything on a dare because he just could not back down from them if his life depended on them. "True." He stared at the cart for a long moment, another idea popping into his head that made him grin.

"What?" Adam asked, not sure if he wanted to know. "What on earth are you plotting in that devious mind now?"

"Where do you think we could actually get these carts?"

"Uh…an electric cart factory?" Adam shrugged and shook his head. "I've got no idea." He saw that Jeff was still clearly plotting away and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. "Jeff? What are you thinking of babe?"

"…Give me a moment." Jeff pulled his phone out of his pocket and walked away so he could talk to whoever he was calling in peace.

"Jeff?" Adam almost got up but then remembered he was supposed to be crippled so he could keep the cart so in his seat he stayed. "Jeff? Seriously dude, what are you doing?" Still no answer and he shook his head in exasperation. "Fine. I'll wait to find out then." He knew Jeff couldn't hear him right now but he was saying this anyway. "If it's something really stupid though I'm going to be pissed."