Trish was walking down the corridor with the women's title in her hand smiling and hugging people with tears in her eyes, they were both said and happy tears at the same time, yes she was leaving the WWE but she had loved the time that she had spent there and made some great friends that she was never going to forget, also she had become a 7 time women's champion it wasn't bad for a former model who had come to the WWE to be a manager.

It was both a good thing and a bad thing that her last two matches were against two of her favourite divas as she felt she was passing the torch of the diva onto Mickie and also fighting her last match against her best friend Amy Dumas was the best person for her to say goodbye to the WWE in as Amy and Trish had been in the WWE about the same amount of time as each other and had gotten on very well so Trish had been glad to have her last match against Amy. Though she wondered whether the WWE would miss her as much as she missed it, after all the WWE didn't have to retire, the WWE didn't get old but it's superstars did and they slowly faded out of the memories of the fans and people that worked for the WWE which made Trish believe that she would be just like the rest like Bret Hart, Ultimate Warrior and teams like the Road warriors after all they were great for their time yet the newer talent was supposedly better than them.

"Hey Trish wait up," she heard and as she turned around she saw the WWE champion John Cena, the former champion Edge and the former women's' champion Amy "where you going?"

"To my hotel," Trish said "to get my things sorted."

"Ok" Amy said pulling her into a hug "but remember I wanna see you before you go back to Toronto, I want regular phone calls and emails so we can talk about the WWE and all that stuff and I want to see you at least one holiday a year you got me?"

"That goes for everyone else ya here?" Trish heard and turned around to see the majority of the Raw locker room standing in the hallway she was getting ready to leave.

"Ok." Trish said and walked down the corridor as people gave her goodbyes or words of encouragement.

Then Trish realised that if people really tried and wanted to be remembered for something, they could never be forgotten.