Thank you everyone for the reviews, I'm glad you all like these one-shots =]

This one is based mainly around Maria being released. I got this feeling from her tweets on Twitter that she never got the chance to say goodbye to anyone so I figured I would do a little one-shot around that.

I decided that she should have been given a dang chance, and that it shouldn't have been so sudden like she said it was.

I own no one, they are all owned by WWE.

She stared at the phone, tears filling her eyes as she blinked, her breath leaving her in short bursts as she tried to remain calm. She hadn't been expecting that call and it seemed as if in a matter of minutes, her entire world had caved in, leaving her lost and confused. She could hear the door open in the distance, but she didn't even bother to look up or anything.

"Maria?" said a voice softly from behind her. She raised her head and turned, looking over at Matt Hardy. She blinked a few times, fighting to send the tears back. She wiped slightly underneath her eyes, sniffling gently.

"Hey Matt," she said softly, her voice giving away that she had been near crying prior to him coming in. She cursed herself in her head, wishing she hadn't given herself away so easily.

"What's wrong?" he asked rushing over to her side and sitting next to her. She could feel his arm snake its way around her shoulders, her head resting against his shoulder.

"They released me," she whispered, the words sounding foreign as they left her lips. She lifted her head and looked up at Matt, frowning faintly as she saw the same frown reflected on his lips.

"But why?" he questioned, confused, "You were in a match last night, last week, and the week before. Why now?"

She shook her head, her fingers wiping at the tears that were now traveling down her cheeks, "I don't know, it just happened," she croaked, taking in a shuddering breath as she tried to calm herself.

Matt sighed faintly, rubbing his hand along the side of Maria's arm. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't even possibly imagine what it would be like to be released so suddenly, especially after having just wrestled that week. He sighed faintly once more and pressed a light kiss on her forehead, gaining her attention.

"I'll go with you to say goodbye to everyone," he offered, reaching over and squeezing her hand tightly. She smiled as she wiped the rest of her tears away, and shook her head.

"No, thank you but I'd rather do it myself," she responded before rising from the chair. She walked out the door and down the hall, taking in a series of shuttering breaths as she walked out of the hotel and to her rental car, making her way to the arena where everyone was suppose to be before the taping.

Pulling into the parking lot, Maria climbed out of her car and walked to the arena, her head down as she sighed softly, gaining some of her composure as she walked into the arena. She made her way towards the women's locker room, deciding that would probably be the best way to start her goodbyes.

Opening the door, Maria looked all around her at the other girls, a small smile touching her lips as she watched them goof around.

"Oh Maria, I'm so glad you're finally here!" said Mickie, bouncing over to her and taking Maria's hands into her own. She stopped though when she saw a different look to Maria's gaze than normal. "Hun, what's wrong?"

Maria shook her head silently, tears coursing their way down her cheeks once more. Mickie frowned and pulled Maria over to one of the benches, forcing her down on it. The girls stopped what they were doing and walked over to them, gathering around Maria.

"Maria, hun, what's wrong?" asked Layla, resting a hand on the other woman's shoulder.

"I…" started Maria, trailing off slightly, "I was released this afternoon."

The other girls gasped, staring at Maria. She could hear a few sobs break out from the other girls before she was pulled into Mickie's arms, the other woman hugging her tightly. Maria wrapped her own arms around Mickie for a few minutes before moving onto the next girl, slowly making her way through her friends.

Maria pulled away from them after a little bit, sighing softly, "I need to see some of the guys now," she said faintly, shaking her head. She rose from the bench and walked out, hearing the sobs break out once more in the women's locker room as the door fell shut behind her.

"Maria!" shouted a voice from behind her followed shortly by footsteps. She turned and groaned faintly as she felt John's body crash into hers, nearly sending her to the floor. "I heard they released you, how could they?!"

"I don't know John, I really don't," she said as she hugged the other main tightly, sighing softly. "Did Matt tell you?"

"Yeah, he called me after you left the hotel room," answered John, smiling sympathetically down at her, "I don't get it though; I mean you were great in the ring, you were just named Diva of the Year. It makes no sense!"

Maria sighed once more, shaking her head, "I don't get it either," she said before the sound of footsteps brought her attention to another group of guys. She smiled faintly at Dave Batista, Oscar Gutierrez, Ron Killings, and the rest of the men from her show's roster. She walked to each of them, hugging each of them tightly before pulling away, looking over at the other Divas as they walked out of the nearby locker room, each wiping tears from their eyes.

"I'll miss all of you, I really will," said Maria, standing in front of the roster, a tentative smile on her lips, "Next time you're in Illinois, look me up."

Maria then turned and walked down the hall, sniffling softly as tears ran down her cheeks. She walked out the door for the last time, leaving behind the life she had cared for dearly, and now looked forward to what the future held for her.