"Learn to Fly"
A CM Punk/Ashley/Jeff Hardy fic

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Chapter 2
"We Meet Again"

"Indeed it was, I already told you that I loved your match, didn't I?" Jeff said with a chuckle holding the phone close to his ear as he walked across the woods that surrounded his house.

"Yes you did… but you're partial." The self proclaimed dirty diva objected with a roll of her eyes.

"I'm not being partial, it really was good!" He protested with a roll of his eyes "Can't you take a compliment just for once?"

"Fiiine then, thanks." She gave up with a giggle.

"Good. So what are you up to?"

"Oh I'm just entering into the arena actually." She informed him as she struggled with her wheeled suitcase, a duffel bag and a beauty case.

"And who's helping you with your bags?" He half smiled picturing her just like she actually was.

"Nobody," she muttered "and don't laugh cause it's not funny."

"I'm not laughing."

"And neither half smirking."

"I'm just amazed by your incapacity of keeping your luggage light." He chuckled.

"Ha ha," she rolled her eyes "excuse me if I obviously hadn't a chance to go first at home last night after Wrestlemania… so I'm carrying clothes and stuff packed for the entire past week."

"Fair enough." He grimaced without hiding the amusement in his voice.

"What's this good mood for anyway?" She inquired with curiosity.

"Well I was wondering…"

"Yes?"

"Since you're in South Carolina you could come up and spend a couple of days here after the show…" He hopefully said.

"Aw I would love to, but I don't have my car, Maria gave me a ride here." She pouted.

"Oh, that's okay… don't worry." He tried to hide his disappointment.

"That sucks!" She commented "But wait, isn't Matt here tonight for Ric Flair's farewell?"

"Yep, he is…"

"Then I could come with him, right?" She exclaimed.

"Hell yeah you can!" The rainbow haired warrior echoed in excitement.

"YAY!" She giggled "I'm going to search for him then, talk to you later!"

"Of course." He chuckled.

"Okay… oh shit!"

"What?"

"One of the suitcase's wheels just got stuck! In the middle of the arena, of course." She explained with a roll of her eyes "I'd better leave you now."

"Aw poor you." He commented amused.

"Stop laughing at my misfortunes!"

"Byeeee!" He chuckled before hanging up.

She placed the cell phone back in her jeans' pocket and huffed looking at the suitcase that still didn't move even with the punk princess' efforts.

"Need help?"

"Cause I'm having an heart attack? Yes, please." She said with a hand on her chest after literally jumping.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." The straight edge superstar smiled coming forward from behind her.

"It's okay," she playfully rolled her eyes "I just hoped no one was around to see me blocking the way… quite embarrassing."

"Nah," he chuckled "who never had a stuck suitcase at least once in his life?! You should have seen when Snitsky's broke open in the middle of an airport… after 15 days of non-stop touring, meaning no laundry…"

"Eww!!"

"Exactly my point." He grimaced as she laughed "And anyway we can easily save you from any sarcastic comment, can't we?" He smiled proceeding to take her suitcase with his free hand and lifting it up as it was as light as a feather.

"Oh," she smiled a little taken aback and quickened her pace to join him again "thank you."

"You're welcome." He winked.

"Yesterday the champagne, today the suitcase… it looks like I always owe you one." She pointed out with a smile while they walked together through the corridors.

"Totally my pleasure." He smiled back.

"Well you have a thing for rescuing me then, thanks." She giggled.

"Mr. money in the bank at your service, miss." He grimaced making her laugh.

"So you're here for Ric's farewell tonight, right?"

"Yeah, but I also have a match… besides helping you out, of course. That was my main goal of the night." He chuckled as she playfully rolled her eyes.

"And who will you face?"

"Chris Jericho. Cause we were the last two remained on the ladder yesterday, you know."

"Oh cool, sounds like a great match to me."

"…And you'll be rooting against me, I guess."

"Will I?" She echoed with a puzzled look.

"Well it's like Raw vs. ECW, isn't it? And you're on the red roster." He pointed out with a playful roll of his eyes.

"Right… but Chris is not carrying my super heavy luggage right now," she smiled "so I could reconsider that."

"Really?" He chuckled.

"Sure thing." She giggled.

"Good," he smiled "let me know what you think of my match then."

"Of course!"

"And what about you? Taking down any other divas tonight?"

"I don't know yet actually… but I'll keep you posted if you want." She lightly laughed.

"Absolutely. I have to see you in tank top and mini skirt after all, right?" He joked referring to heir conversation of the night before.

"Riiight." She rolled her eyes but eventually smiled as he smirked amused.

"Here we are I guess…" He nodded towards a door.

"Yep, women's locker room." She confirmed "Thank you so much."

"Don't even mention it." He smiled "See you later then."

"Yep, later." She replied with another smile.

"Here she is!" Maria happily announced as the self proclaimed dirty diva entered the locker room.

"YAY!" Mickie echoed clapping her hands together.

"Aw you were waiting for me!" She smiled "I know that I'm the most rockin' diva ever, but that's flattering, really." She joked.

"Wow someone's a little too high on herself today." Maria giggled.

"Yeah, that's not really the reason of your welcome." Mickie added playfully rolling her eyes.

"Isn't it?" She faked a pout "And what's up then?"

"Well… we have two news to tell you." The 2008 Playboy cover girl beamed.

"Interesting…" she smiled "spill it!"

"Okayyy," the brunette went on "number one: guess who's going one on one against Beth Phoenix tonight?"

"…No wayyy!"

"Yes way, yes way! It's meee!"

"Aw Ria, but that's awesome!" Ashley exclaimed hugging her friend.

"I know, right?" She smiled "I can't wait to take a little revenge on her after yesterday!"

"Well said!" She approved making her rock sign "And what's the second news then?"

"Well well," Mickie cleared her throat "guess who's going after Melina and Jillian tonight in a tag team match?"

"Is one a former champ?"

"Yep," She smiled.

"And is the other the most-"

"-rockin' diva ever, yes she is." Mickie cut her off with a grin on her face.

"That's so cool!!" The punk princess squealed high-fiving her friend "We're so gonna rock!"

"Without a doubt, my dear." The shorter diva echoed with a smile.

"Two divas matches in the same night, isn't that cool?" Maria chuckled.

"Yeah, I totally didn't expect this!"

"Especially considering that superstars from all the brands are here tonight… I wonder if there will be any inter-rosters match." Mickie thoughtfully said.

"…At least one for sure," Ashley piped up as she opened her duffel bag "Y2J vs. CM Punk."

"Sounds like a great match," Maria approved "did you read the rest of the program?"

"Oh, I didn't read it actually."

"And how do you know then?" Mickie asked with curiosity.

"Well CM Punk told me earlier." She simply stated as it wasn't big deal.

"Ooooh!" The petite brunette said in an allusive tone exchanging looks with Maria.

"What 'ooooh'?" Ashley asked with a puzzled look.

"Nothing," Mickie promptly responded with an innocent look.

"Girls, don't even start." She rolled her eyes.

"Start what?" Maria joined the other brunette looking as innocent as she could.

"What's already going on in both your pretty minds." The punk diva smiled slightly shaking her head.

"Well… we're just surprised, right?" The former women's champion suggested.

"Yep, that's it."

"Surprised cause he told me he's in a match tonight?" She replied with an amused smile.

"…And since when you're so buddy buddy with Mr. Money in the Bank?" The perky diva went on raising her eyebrows.

"I'm not 'buddy buddy' with him… he just helped me with my suitcase and we had a little small talk, that's it. What now?" She added with a roll of her eyes as another 'ooooh' was exclaimed at her words.

"He helped you with your suitcase! How sweet." Maria dreamily commented.

"Yeah." Mickie echoed with a smile.

"He was just polite, no big deal." The dirty diva pointed out trying to calm her friends down.

"Well that's a start." The bubbly brunette hopefully smiled.

"No, it's not" Ashley couldn't help but lightly laugh "I told you to not start with it… there's nothing going on and there's no need of talk about this anymore, 'k?"

"But-"

"Really girls, I'm perfectly fine on my own… you can't try to find me a 'perfect possible boyfriend' every day." She chuckled "I appreciate it, I really do cause I know you care for me, but I'm happy this way. I told you I'm done with love."

"You can't be done with love, Ash," Mickie sweetly said "at least give it a possibility…"

"It or him?"

"Both?" Mickie said with a smile.

"Just cause he helped me when my suitcase got stuck? Wow, he must really be my prince charming." She laughed.

"At least don't be too hard on refusing any possibility… will you?" Maria continued "We don't want you to feel lonely."

"Hun but I'm not lonely…! I have you guys, and Jeff… and all my friends…!" She objected with a smile.

"And someday you'll have a boyfriend too if you give someone a chance to win your heart." The brunette softly pointed out.

"…Okay," she faintly sighed "I promise that I'll try to not let anyone down, alright? But there's nothing going on with him besides normal kindness, so can we drop this already?"

"Fiiine," the two girls gave up but with a smile, reassured that she had at least agreed to give up on her resolution of 'never falling in love again'.

"Good, so can we choose our outfits now?" She grinned at Mickie.

"YAY!" The brunette exclaimed taking her clothes out of the gym bag next to her. "Pink or yellow?" She asked pointing at the two outfits she had with her that day.

"…Pink." Ashley chose with a smile "I just bought a new top yesterday."

"Awesome!"

…time has come and gone for words…

"Ooops that's my phone!" The punk exclaimed searching for the electronic device in her bag, "Be right back!" She said with a smile to her friends before going outside the room to answer the call.

"That was Jeff's ring tone." Maria commented with a smile looking at the cheerfulness of her friend as soon as she had recognized who was calling her.

"Yeah…" Mickie echoed.

"Wouldn't that be perfect if they ended up together?"

"I know, right? They seem meant for each other… but I just hope that she'll find her perfect match, whoever he may be." She said with a smile.

"Yep, it's been too long since she has been with someone… and she deserves the best." Maria promptly agreed.

"You already missing me?" The punk princess said with an amused smile.

"I just wanted to know if you've talked with Matt." He replied with a playful roll of his eyes.

"Aw I was going to actually, but I got stuck in a conversation with Mickie and Maria."

"About who's the hottest superstar in the roster? I hope you voted for me, punkie."

"Nope," she laughed.

"…Like you didn't vote for me?"

She giggled knowing that he was pouting, "Nope, like they were trying to convince me that CM Punk has a thing for me cause he helped me with the suitcase… can you believe it?" She rolled her eyes.

"Aww, poor you."

"Indeed!"

"Well a few days here will cheer you up then." He grinned.

"I totally think so," she giggled "I'm going to search for Matt right now then."

"Yep, you go girl. Oh and Ash?"

"Yes?"

"Tell Mr. Money in the Bank that as soon as I get back there will be no need of helping you with anything, right?"

"Okay, I will." She laughed before hanging up.

Knock knock

It was not without a little nervousness that Ashley waited outside the crowded men's locker room. Not cause she wasn't used to it, but one thing was waiting for your best friend to come out and one to find the guy you need to see in among semi-clothed superstars from all the three brands.

"Hey hey, look who we have here… the self proclaimed dirty diva!" A cheerful voice greeted her.

"Hey Chris," she smiled playfully rolling her eyes at the usual good humor of the 'Ayatollah of Rock'n'Rollah'.

"What can Chris Jericho do for you, my dear? Besides the obvious, of course." He joked making her laugh out loud.

"Are you ever, or better, evaaaaar serious?" She replied with an amused smile.

"Let me see…" he said pretending to think about that "no, I don't think so."

"Okay," she giggled "so could you please call me Matt? I'd need to talk to him."

"What?" He exclaimed faking an outraged expression "So you're not here to see me?"

"Ooops I'm afraid I'm not." She said with a light laugh.

"Fine…" he went on with a pout "but will you at least cheer for me later in my match? Along with the whole women's locker room, of course."

"Aw… actually I'm afraid I have already made that promise to your opponent."

"Ow, that hurts." He said holding his hand on his chest just where his heart was "You evil, evil girl, Ashley Massaro."

"Yeah, that's me." She couldn't help but laugh along "But I can promise you that I'll make sure another diva will cheer for you, alright?"

"You will?" He asked with a smile.

"I have no doubt she already intends to do so, but I will." She repeated with a grin.

"That's why you rock my dear." He stated with a smirk.

"…Excuse me but I wasn't an evil girl till two seconds ago?" She giggled.

"Things change." He simply shrugged, "Wait, I'll call Matt then." He chuckled.

"Byeeee!" She said shaking her head amused by his usual behavior as she patiently waited for her former boyfriend to show up… and there he was after a couple of minutes.

"Oh, it's you." He said mocking a disappointed expression.

"What now?" She asked playfully rolling her eyes.

"Chris said there was a beautiful diva waiting for me… and all I get it's you?"

"Hey! Watch it!" She said smacking his arm.

"Okay okay, just kidding" he chuckled raising his hands in defense "what can I do for you?"

"Well…" she smiled "I was talking to Jeff on the phone earlier and he invited me to spend a few days over at your guys' place."

"Cool." Matt agreed.

"Yep, but I don't have my car here actually… so we were wondering…"

"Yes?" The older Hardy brother smiled in anticipation knowing what was coming next.

"Would you give me a ride? Pretty please?" She concluded with her best puppy dog eyes.

"…Do I have any choice?" He asked with an amused grin.

"Not really, if you don't want to get a Starstruck right now and a Swanton as soon as you arrive at home, of course." She innocently smile.

"You know what? I think that will do it," he chuckled "you're in."

"Awesome!" She grinned as she clapped her hands together. "But you're sure it's not a problem?"

"Of course, we have plenty of room. It's just Shannon and I in the car."

"YAY! So I'll see you after the show?"

"Yep, meet us at the parking lot, alright?"

"Okay, you're the best." She said with a content smile before rushing away.

"Tell me you didn't spend all this time on the phone with him?" Mickie piped up with a roll of her eyes as soon as the punk princess entered the women's locker room again. "You two are worse than two lovebirds."

"Actually I wasn't," she replied sticking her tongue out at her friend "but speaking of lovebirds… I just talked with someone you seem very close to lately."

"What?" The brunette asked trying to hide a sudden blush "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Well so it doesn't matter to you if Mr. Y2J particularly recommends you to cheer for him in his upcoming match?" Ashley asked with her best innocent smile as Maria giggled.

"…Did he really say so?" Mickie asked betraying her denial.

"Absolutely." She grinned.

"Awwww!" The petite brunette couldn't help but squeal before recomposing herself again "But of course there's nothing behind it."

"Of course there's not." The dirty diva agreed with a smirk exchanging a knowing look with the current Playboy cover girl.

"Hey you two! I'm not blind!"

"What? Can't I ask Maria's help to dress up?" She lied widely smiling.

"Yeah, like I don't know what that look was for." Mickie rolled her eyes.

"C'mon," the bubbly diva giggled "we teased Ash earlier… so now it's your turn."

"Fair enough." The punk grinned as she started to change her clothes.

"No fair at all." The shorter diva groaned in protest as her two friends smiled amused.

"Fuck." CM Punk muttered as he hung up his cell phone.

"Something wrong?" Shannon Moore asked standing next to him in the men's locker room.

"My car broke down and they can't fix it in time… and we have those shows in North Carolina this week you know…" He trailed off with a disappointed look.

"Well don't worry, you can travel with me." The self proclaimed reject offered with a smile.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's just Matt and I, no problem at all."

"Thanks than man, I appreciate that." The straight edge superstar smiled in relief.

"No problem, dude."