A/N- Hello once again, I'm on a roll with updates :) ok, well TrishOrton this are shaping up you see? so….don't hurt me flinches ok Rey or should I call you Mrs.Moneyinthebank ur just a loser and that's all I gots to say ok on with the chapter, thx for the reviews also.

John sat quietly on the couch, staring at the screen as Vince announced Trish's release. More like Trish quitting though.

"Therefore, I am not going to schedule a match, Trish Stratus against Victoria for the title." Vince announced. The crowd began to boo Vince, but Vince just stuck his hand in the air to silence the crowd.

"Just remember, it was not my choice." Vince then nodded and his music he as he walked out of the ring. John sighed. WWE was going crazy, storylines getting messed up, people missing her like crazy, basically him. He just wished Trish would come back.

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"Oh wow." Trish laughed as she grabbed a suit case off on the conveyor belt.

"Yeah it was crazy." Jeff shook his head. "Is all that yours?" Jeff asked, glancing at Trish 4 bags. Trish nodded as she grabbed another bag.

"You need to consider I'm staying at home for a while." Trish said. Jeff nodded.

"So how are you getting home?" Jeff asked his ex girlfriend.

"I honestly don't know." Trish sighed as she grabbed a couple bags.

"Well, I'm just going to be the gentleman I am and offer you a ride." Jeff smirked.

"You know I hate it when someone gets all cocky." Trish warned him. Jeff raised both of his hands.

"Sorry, look Trish I would really enjoy your company in the car. So would you like me to drive you home?" Jeff asked as politely as he could. Trish just smiled.

"If it makes you happy." She said. Jeff shrugged.

"Ok well good luck getting a ride." Jeff began to walk away.

"Jeff!" Trish pouted.

"I'm just joking with ya Trish." Jeff said. "You know that."

"Yeah I know." Trish rolled her eyes. Jeff just smiled and started walking. Trish followed him as they reached a green Volkswagen. Trish squeezed all of her luggage into the back of the car and jumped into the front seat.

"Wow." Jeff commented once more on all of her luggage. Trish rolled her eyes and giggled. Jeff got behind the wheel and began to drive. Trish closed her eyes and started regretting everything, leaving, leaving Mickie, not trying to regain her title and worst of all, breaking up with John.

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"Emily, are we expecting anyone?" George asked as someone rang to doorbell. Emily looked up from her knitting and shook her head.

"Not that I know of, Isabella, are expecting anyone?" Emily asked the maid. Isabella shook her head and made her way to the door. Trish stood there, bags piled up, a bag on her shoulder and her mascara was running. Isabella looked at Trish and smiled.

"Patricia!" She exclaimed, amazed. Emily and George jumped at the sound of her name. Both pushed their way to the door to see their only daughter there.

"Trish honey!" Emily pulled her into a big hug.

"Mom!" Trish cried, she felt like a little girl again but didn't care.

"Well give her space to breathe Emily," George said. Emily nodded and stepped inside followed by Trish. Isabella smiled and took several trips to get all of Trish's luggage.

"Why are you here?" Emily finally asked after they got settled by the fireplace with tea. Trish shrugged and sipped her tea.

"Well John and I broke up"

"I new that boy was no good." George shook his head. Trish stared at her dad.

"But it was my fault. Sometimes even if John and I aren't together I still think he's the one for me. He makes me feel a certain way I only feel if something really good happens."

"You know, that's how I felt about your father, until we got married that was." Emily smirked. Trish's dad glared at her and Trish looked back and forth, confused.

"What happened?" Trish asked curiously.

"Well-"

"Nothing." George cut Emily off. "Listen honey, speak your heart out." Trish nodded and continued her story.

"But I mean I am I love with John." Trish confessed.

"Am?" George asked. "What does that mean?" He asked.

"George what does it always mean?" Emily asked.

"I don't know it could have a different meaning." George said

"Don't start with me you know I'll win. Am means she still is in love."

"But that can't be he's a dirty filthy boy. Besides they broke up."

"So I broke up with you and you still had feelings for me now didn't you."

"Emily… Trish can not be in love at such a foolish and young age!"

"Uh... I'm right here and I'm nothing but young. I'm 30 years old." Trish said.

"Young compared to us." George said. Emily put her hands on her hips.

"Oh? And what does that mean?" She asked.

"Nothing dear." George smiled. Trish rolled her eyes.

"But I…" Trish sighed. "I just don't know."

"Love is tricky dear." Emily said. George glared again.

"I wasn't gonna say anything thing about that until you reminded me George." Emily said.

"ABOUT WHAT?" Trish asked loudly. Emily looked a George.

"You've done it this time Emily." George said. "Well I'm going to be in my study, don't interrupt me." George got up and walked away. Trish sat crisscrossed and sipped her tea.

"What's going on mom?" Trish asked suspiciously.

"Nothing dear. Drink up and help Isabella decide what's for dinner." With that, Emily got up and walked upstairs. Trish sighed again. Things were so weird!

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Stacy smiled slightly at Adam. Adam looked at Stacy with a concerned look on his face.

"Stace, things will work out, I promise." Stacy nodded. Adam sighed.

"I'd better go." Stacy said standing up.

"Yeah…" Adam shrugged. Stacy left him alone and knocked on John's door. Rey opened it and smiled at the blonde.

"Hey how have you been?" Rey asked. Stacy just shrugged.

"Well have a safe trip." Rey said. Dave appeared next to him.

"Yeah, and you are coming back right?" Dave asked. Stacy smiled a bit and nodded.

"Ok good." Rey said. Dave turned and called John. John appeared in the doorway holding a suitcase.

"Ready?" John asked. Stacy nodded. "Ok then let's go." Stacy grabbed two suit cases of hers and headed out to the parking lot quietly. John followed her and threw Stacy and his suit cases into the trunk. Stacy smiled as she saw the Gucci interior.

"You like?" John asked. Stacy nodded.

"Trish has a purse to match this ya know." Stacy said brushing her hand over the seat.

"Yeah she told me when she saw it." John smiled and started the car up. Stacy laughed and John popped his CD in. Stacy made a face.

"Can't we listen to something else?" Stacy asked. John glared and glanced at his CD cases.

"Uh I have 50 cent, limp bizkit, Emine-"

"I meant anything BUT rap?" Stacy asked. John stared at her.

"Well I have this simple plan CD I use to put my cups on so I don't stain the dashboard…"

"That will work." Stacy smiled. John nodded reluctantly and slipped the CD in. Stacy smiled as they listened to all of the songs on their way up to Canada. Yes, Canada. Why? To talk Trish out of quitting of course! But there was no guarantee of it working. But hey it was worth a try. Finally John pulled into the familiar airport and shut the car off.

"Hey! I was in the middle of singing me against the world!" Stacy complained.

"Hm…..Not hearing that crap music, Stacy singing and getting rid of my headache or listening to Stacy sing, that crap music and having a headache…Which is better?" John asked himself sarcastically.

"No you didn't! Make fun of your headache and Simple Plan is one thing, but making fun of my singing is a totally different concept!" Stacy said.

"How? All of the suck." John smirked.

"You're mean!" Stacy stuck her tongue out at him. John smiled and shrugged it off.

"Think they sell Tylenol here?" John asked. Stacy shrugged.

"Maybe but I bet they sell knives." Stacy said smiling.

"In an airport? And don't be saying that out loud, they'll lock you away." John said.

"Ok, ok." Stacy rolled her eyes. John smiled and hopped on line with Stacy right behind him. After a long wait they finally reached the front. They did everything necessary and were now waiting at the gates. Stacy fell asleep while John browsed through the tiny shop. He smiled as he saw a Raw magazine but frowned when he saw the cover and headline.

'Raw Diva and former Woman's champion, Trish Stratus quit.' John grabbed it and the clerk looked at him impatiently.

"Sir are you going to purchase that?" He asked. John looked up and shrugged. He started putting it back when something in the top corner caught his eye.

'Exclusive interview with Trish Stratus!' John slapped in of the counter and threw a couple of crumpled dollars down. The man smiled and John grabbed the magazine, walking back to Stacy. John flipped through the pages and saw a lot of pictures of him. Finally he found the interview.

Interviewer- Does you quitting have to do with losing your title?

Trish- Well that's just part of it. But it was also because of some personal problems I've been having.

Interview- How do you think Mickie James felt about you quitting.

Trish- I have no idea how she felt but I'm just hoping she dealt with it the way a mature adult would.

Interview- Do you regret leaving the WWE?

Trish- Um well I miss my friends but other than that I think I will survive.

Interview- Is there a chance of having you come back to the WWE?

Trish- Mostly likely not. Unless of course for a visit. But there is always a tiny bit of hope.

Interviewer- Are there any last messages you'd like to tell your fans?

Trish- Um well, don't blame anyone for this one but me. Thanks for all of your support through the years also.

Interviewer- Ok one last question which was brought up many times. We all know about the relationships you've had in the WWE but if you had to go out with one superstar, who would it be.

Trish- Well that's hard, I mean I've gone out with a couple people, but if I had too choose, it would have to be The Champ, John Cena. I've recently been out with him but I didn't go very well.

Interview- Any last words for your friends in the WWE?

Trish- Um Dave and Rey thanks a bunch for being there to talk to. To my girls Stacy and Ashley, I'll see you soon. You know where I am. And to John Cena, I miss you. I love you guys.

John started at the last part and the part where she said she'd date him again.

"Wow." He mumbled. He would go out with her again too.