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Leave It Behind

"I can't believe it." Maria sighed. "I can't believe you're actually going."

"Me neither." Eve replied, putting the final contents into her suitcase.

"This is it." Maria said.

"Don't go all Michael Jackson on me." Eve laughed, before zipping up the case.

"I can't help it." Maria waved her hands in front of her face, in an attempt to hold back her tears.

To be honest, Eve wasn't feeling too happy either.

She was about to go to her last Smackdown taping, and straight afterwards she was getting the plane to join the rest of the Raw roster.

"Hold on, I've got something for you." Eve dug into the side compartment of her suitcase, and pulled out a small, neatly wrapped parcel.

"Eve! I thought we weren't doing presents!" Maria said guiltily, although she almost snatched the present out of Eve's hands.

"I know, but I saw it and I knew you'd love it."

Maria tore open the parcel and was confused, as she pulled out a soft grey sweater.

"What?" Eve raised an eyebrow.

"Eve, I love it, but I already have this exact one." Maria giggled.

"I know, because that is the exact one." Eve smiled.

"What are you talking about?"

"I stole it out of your case a couple of weeks ago when I had nothing to wear for my date with Phil. I totally forgot about it and the other day I found it at the bottom of my suitcase, and remembered it was yours."

"You never were good at buying presents." Maria smiled, and leaned over to hug her friend. "But thank you for returning it."

"Come on, we'd better get going to the arena."

The pit of Eve's stomach held a sick feeling in it.

She'd said goodbye to the rest of the roster. All of her closest friends; Maria, Matt, Cryme Tyme, The Hart Dynasty, Layla, Gregory Helms... all of them.

Now it was time to say the hardest goodbye of all.

"Are you sure you don't want me to hold your suitcase?" Phil said, as Eve queued outside the departures lounge.

"Phil, I'm practically on the plane." Eve laughed. "I can manage fine."

"I'm just trying to help." He replied. "You know, I didn't actually think you'd end up leaving."

"But I did." Eve shrugged. "And that's the way the cookie crumbles."

"Nice cliché."

"Thanks." Eve paused as the attendant checked her boarding pass. "My flights taking off in a minute. I'd better go."

"I don't want you to go."

"I don't want to go either." Eve gave Phil one last hug. "But I have to. Besides, I'll call you every day, and I'll see you on TV once a week."

"...Because that's so much better." Phil said dryly.

"Stop being so negative." She sighed. "Be happy that I've got a new opportunity and that I could be the new Divas champion any day."

"I'm sorry to interrupt, Miss, but we need you to come through now." One of the assistants approached Eve.

"I'm coming." Eve kissed Phil. "I'll call you when I land."

So Mr Orton, do you actually have a life or do you just spend your days on here? :P
Nope. I just have a sensor in my brain that tells me when you're online.
Oh, so you're talking to me again?
You're coming to Raw now, I doubt Phil's happy about that. And THAT is something which makes me VERY happy.
You know, you can't be rude about him anymore... at least not to my face.
I guess I'll just have to do it behind your back then.
I guess so.
So where are you now?
I landed yesterday, and I have a day to recover from my jetlag. I'm in my hotel room.
Want some company ;)
Randy...
I'm kidding! You don't want to come out and do something then?
I'm exhausted. Albany to Sacramento is a long flight.
We're in San Francisco.
Exactly.
I've got to go anyway, I have to meet someone.
Ooh, who is she?
What makes you think I'm going on a date? You know who my feelings lie with, Eve.
Don't wait around for me, Randy. I'm not worth the drama.