Raw: July 30, 2012

Randy and I walked into the arena, holding hands. Randy was officially done with his suspension, and I was elated. I lean on his shoulder. Randy smiled down at me and kissed my forehead.

"You seem happy." Randy comments.

"Of course I am. You're back at work officially now. We get to spend our time together travelling and wrestling. That's how I like things to be." I explain to Randy.

Randy chuckles. "I see. I love working with you. I wouldn't trade it for anything."

"I wouldn't either."

"Everyone better watch out. I'm back, and I've got my amazing wife with me. I'm coming for everyone to climb my way back to the top."

"Damn straight. Go get yourself a championship."

"That's what I plan on doing."

"Do it soon. I still have my Divas Championship. I love it when we're champions at the same time."

Randy laughed. "Me too. I'll try my best."

"Okay, so when are you going to give me crap about the Ambulance match?"

"I'm not actually. I do know it's going to be rough on you. However, I also know that you need a match with a definite end, so you can end all of this after a year. I just can't help with you knowing what to do for it because I've never been in one."

"That's fine. I have other people that I can ask for wrestling advice. I think my second choice has been in an Ambulance match before."

"Your second choice? Who's your second choice?"

"Think about it for a little bit. It'll come to your mind."

"It's Cena, isn't it?"

"You're right. I've known him for eleven years. Who else would it be?"

"Point taken, Rissa. Eleven years? Damn."

"Eleven years, babe. Here, this one is our locker-room."

Randy opens the door. "It's like I was never gone."

I follow him into the locker-room. "You were backstage last week."

Randy laughed. "I guess you're right. I don't have a scheduled match tonight, do I?"

"I don't think so."

"Well, I think I'm going to get my gear on anyway. I'll find a way to cause some trouble."

"I don't doubt that at all."

I know I want that girl so bad

I lie awake at night

And think of all the things that I would do

With a girl like that…

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the WWE Divas Champion, Marissa Orton!"

I enter the ring and grab a microphone. "Last week, I had the honor of announcing that Beth Phoenix and I will be having an Ambulance match at SummerSlam for the Divas Championship. I know that a lot of people are questioning why I would agree to this match, but here's the thing, Beth and I have been fighting over the Divas Championship for a year now. It's about time that we get a decisive end to all of this. Neither of us will be able to get a rematch if we lose, and I'm okay with that. The loser is done getting opportunities as long as the winner is the Divas Champion. This match has huge stakes and it's only fitting that we're having this match at SummerSlam. It's where we had our first Divas Championship match last year. We started this at SummerSlam, and we're going to end this at SummerSlam."

("Glamazon" plays)

Beth walks onto the stage with a microphone on her hand. "You're right, Marissa. This needs to end at SummerSlam, and I've had a lot of people ask me why I agreed to an Ambulance match too. However, it's the only way we're going to settle this once and for all. I'll be glad to send you to the hospital and away from my Divas Championship."

I roll my eyes. "If this was your Divas Championship, it'd be on your shoulder. It's mine, and it's not going anywhere. You act like you can beat me so easily, but that's a nice black eye you got there. Where did you get it? Oh wait, that's right. I gave it to you. I'm keeping my Divas Championship for the foreseeable future. Deal with it."

Beth glares at me from the stage. I smile before raising my Divas Championship in the air.

Randy and I stood backstage, just outside of guerilla, as Heath Slater was cutting a promo in the ring.

"I can't believe you shaved." I mutter.

"I thought you didn't care about what I did with my facial hair." Randy replies.

"It's your choice, but I'm just surprised that you shaved."

"Oh, do you not like me clean shaved anymore?"

"No, I do. It's just odd now."

"That's why I'm out here tonight to challenge any current WWE Superstar to come out here and lose to the one man band, baby!" Heath says.

Randy looks at me. "We're going."

Before I can even reply, Randy is making his way through guerilla.

I glance at one of the tech guys as I follow Randy. "Play Randy's music."

I hear voices in my head

They council me

They understand

They talk to me…

Randy makes his way to the ring to a loud reaction. He can't help but show that he's excited to be back. I love getting to see that he's happy about doing the thing he loves. Randy poses to the crowd.

Ding Ding Ding!

Randy and Heath circle the ring. Heath kicks Randy in the stomach and throws him into a corner before beating on him. The referee forces Heath off, but he goes after Randy again. The referee forces Heath off one more time. Heath taunts to the crowd. When Heath turns around, Randy nails him with a Clothesline. Randy hits Heath with another Clothesline. Heath runs at Randy, but Randy catches Heath with a Scoop Slam. Randy throws Heath onto the apron right near me and sends me with a wink before hitting Heath with the Draping DDT. When Heath gets up, Randy hits Heath with the RKO. Randy pins Heath.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner, Randy Orton!"

Randy celebrates in the ring. I watch from ringside with a huge grin. Randy looks at me before gesturing for me to enter the ring. I enter the ring as he holds the ropes. As soon as I enter the ring, he pulls me into a kiss.

I kiss him back. "You're in a great mood."

Randy chuckled. "I'm feeling amazing right now. I think we need to celebrate tonight."

"I think I agree with you."