Pieces of a Dream

By: Arieru

Arieru: Well here we go again. Chapter 5 I hope ya'll enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own WWE seriously people if I did the things I would do and the members I'd have join Mr. McMahon's 'Kiss My Ass Club'. All that I own is Anastacia (pronounced- Ah-na-staa-see-ah) and her family, the other employees, and the other people and places that I made up. Any likeness to real places or people is some scary ass coincidence.

Summary: Some will do anything to make their dreams come true; few will sacrifice everything to have others dreams come true. She was one of the few. Rey MysterioOC MattAshley Requested by 2Deez

Note: In this story Rey's not married and doesn't have kids. Sorry if this bothers anyone but that's the way it's going to be.

Pairings: Rey Mysterio/ Anastacia Valverde- Ramirez; Matt Hardy/ Ashley

Chapter 5:

The Story of Angelita

Anastacia took a deep sigh and knocked on the door of room 317.

Rey answered the door in nothing but a pair of his wrestling pants.

Anastacia couldn't help but blush as she stared up at him. It was awkward for a second before he asked.

"Holla Anastacia what can I do for you?" he asked.

"I was just wondering," she grew shy again, "if you don't have anything to do at the moment would you mind training me…if your busy that's ok." She secretly hoped he was but a part of her wanted him to come.

"No I don't got anything to do right now," he said, "Vince asked me if I'd train you anyway and I said yes."

"Well OK," she put her hands behind her back, "Matt told me this place has set up a ring in its gym so I'll meet you down there OK."

"Why don't you come in and we can head down together." He suggested.

Not wanting to be rude Anastacia entered his room when he set ajar the door for her. It was pretty spotless with a couple of masks thrown around but not in bad shape.

The woman looked at him his face was still masked.

'Kind of sexy and mysterious.' Uncontrollably she let out a small yelp and told herself 'what the hell are you thinking?'

"What's the matter?" Rey asked noticing the woman yelled.

"Nothing." She peeped and blushed. He continued to look in his luggage for something.

When he found it, he looked at Anastacia who was admiring his room.

"After Vince told me he had plans for you to join the roster I thought I'd get you one of these." He took out a shirt and gave it to her.

Anastacia proceeded to admire it. It was a black shirt with the Friday Night Smackdown! logo on the front.

The woman couldn't help but smile.

"Wow thanks Rey I really feel part of the Smackdown roster now." Anastacia told him as she slipped the shirt on over her muscle tank.

"No problem girl you're gonna have mad fun with us. Especially with Lashley just be careful 'cause the guy has got some enemies and after what you did to Finlay last night you gonna get some unwanted attention." He told her worry lacing his voice.

Anastacia nodded. "I know but that's why I wanna train, besides it being part of my contract, after what Finlay did to me," she laid her hand on her cheek which was still bruised but had cover up on it, "I'm not gonna let him get me like that again."

He smirked at her before slipping on his boots and leading her out.

When they arrived at the ring that's when the training began.

"So tell me what submission moves or finishing moves can you do?" Rey asked her as they sat on the ramp.

"Well I can do a chick kick, a clothesline, a hurricanna, a bulldog, a DDT, a headlock, a shooting star press, the twist of faith…and that's about it."

Rey looked surprised. "Wow." He said.

"Wow… what did you think I was one of those 'damsels in distress' kinda chicas," she laughed, "man, I could kick ass if I chose to but I don't got a lot of stamina." She pinned point her own weak point.

He laughed at her. "That's what we gotta work on your stamina."

They got into the ring and he told her to do some exercises.

"48, 49, 50." Anastacia huffed as she looked up at him. He smirked at her and she rolled her eyes.

The exercise consisted of 50 sit-ups, 50 push-ups, and 50 crunches and Anastacia finally finished the whole repertoire of exercises.

"Good job let's take a break before I show you some more moves." He congratulated her and gave her his hand so she could stand up.

They both sat on a bench outside the ring and Rey went to get two bottles of water.

Anastacia let her hair out of its braid and took off her new shirt placing it neatly on the bench.

The woman fiddled with her hair exposing part of her back that wasn't covered by her tank top.

"Anastacia I didn't know you had a tattoo." Rey said as he came back and handed her a bottle of water.

"Oh." She threw her hair back covering her tattoo.

"Can I see it?" he asked.

She was reluctant to let him see it but finally held her hair so he could have a better look.

He admired it. It was a plain black inked tattoo of a child with angel wings, her head was bald but she was still beautiful in a silk white dress. The child was in the arms of a man who he noticed was the Christian Messiah Jesus. Under this image written in cursive script writing was the word Angelita (angel).

"Beautiful." He touched her skin which made the woman shiver.

"I'm glad you think so Angelita was the name of my little sister. When we emigrated from here we came from Cuba to mi papi's (my father's) country Mexico. Only 2 of us could go to America so I went to Arizona with my mother. We left my brother, my sister, and my father in Mexico where they tried finding a sponsor. My little sister was always sick with leukemia but we knew that it was cheaper in Mexico than it was in the US. Not too many months after our immigration we found out that the leukemia finally caught up to her," Anastacia could still feel the sorrow fill her heart and she tried not to cry, "the doctors told my father she only 5 months to live but she never made it she died on her third month. Immediately after we lost contact for five years. I was 15 when we finally moved to Charlton where I met Matt and Jeff. When I was finally old enough on the day of my eighteenth birthday I got this tattoo not many know the story behind it a lot assume it's just some religious tattoo but its more than that she's my guardian angel mi angelita."

Rey nodded understanding and watched as Anastacia took a sip out of her water bottle trying to calm her nerves.

He then spoke up again deciding against continuing training he could sense the woman was already worked up. "Let me get you something to eat we can train more tomorrow." He instructed helping her up.

The brunette didn't protest as she grabbed her shirt and followed.

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"Thanks for the dinner Rey," Anastacia thanked, "I gotta repay you some how."

"Don't worry about it girl it was the least I could do." He said hunching down to give her a kiss… on the cheek.

"Good night." He wished her as he walked down the hall to his room.

"Buenos noches (Good Night)" she smiled as she lightly closed her hotel room door behind her.

Arieru: How did ya'll like that? Finally some Rey and Anastacia action going on. Please R&R! Hey I wanted to ask any of you if you watch TNA because I'm planning on writing a fan fiction after this one. I'll try updating sometime later this week and sorry in advance if this will be a long wait.