SmackDown Filming: October 16, 2012

Randy smiled before kissing me after he walked in. "I'm in the opening match tonight. You still don't have anything, right?"

I wrap my arms around him. "I don't. Is there a reason why you're asking me?"

"Well, I'm facing Miz. I believe you've got some issues with him."

"I do have some issues with him. Is this your way of asking me to go to ringside with you?"

"Maybe it is. As long as you're feeling up to it. Speaking of Miz, has there been any discussion about DJ coming back yet?"

"Umm…no, she's not sure she's even gonna come back at all."

"Really? Is this because of their baby?"

"No, actually. Between you and me, DJ and Miz are getting divorced, and she's not sure that she wants to work with her ex."

Randy raises an eyebrow. "They're getting divorced?"

"It's not finalized yet, but they're working on it. DJ was telling me that they both agreed to it because they don't want their fighting to have a bad impact on the baby."

"The baby isn't even that old yet."

"No, she's just about nine months."

"Damn, that's a shame. What's DJ gonna do if she doesn't come back here?"

"She didn't specify, but I'm thinking maybe she'd go to TNA. Her brothers have been doing a lot of stuff there, so it might be easy for her to get a small contract."

"But she'd have to get out of her contract here first."

"I can do that. If that's what she wants, I'm not going to stop her."

"Well that's your call to make if she wants to part ways with the company."

"I'll just wait to see what she wants."

"Anyway, back to my match. Are you going with me?"

"I can go with you."

"Thanks, sweetheart."

I hear voices in my head

They council me

They understand

They talk to me…

"And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Marissa, from Saint Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 245 pounds, the Apex Predator, Randy Orton!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Miz gets Randy into a Headlock. Randy elbows Miz to escape before hitting him with a Headbutt. Randy goes for a Clothesline, but Miz catches him with a Neckbreaker. Miz pins Randy.

1…2…kickout!

Miz knees Randy in the back before continuously hitting him. Miz once again locks Randy in a Headlock as Matt Striker goes to interview Alberto Del Rio in his skybox. Randy escapes the Headlock, but Miz kicks him in the gut before hitting him with a DDT. Miz pins Randy once again.

1…2…kickout!

Miz runs at Randy and goes to kick him in the head, but Randy ducks and gets up before kicking Miz in the gut. Randy throws Miz onto the apron before hitting him with the Draping DDT. Randy taunts to the crowd before preparing for the RKO. When Randy goes for the RKO, Miz blocks it and goes for the Skull Crushing Finale. However, Randy blocks and throws him on the ground. Miz gets up and runs at Randy, but Randy catches him with the RKO. Randy pins Miz.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner, Randy Orton!"

I immediately get into the ring to celebrate with Randy. However, he decides to not celebrate. Randy grabs me and pulls me close before turning behind us and looking up, directly at Del Rio's skybox. Del Rio and Ricardo Rodriguez were looking right down at us.

I look at Randy. "Save it for the pay per view."

"I will. Don't worry, Marissa." Randy responds with his gaze never leaving Del Rio.

"Are you going to be able to think about something other than this?"

"I will. We can go back to the hotel and relax like normal people, Rissa. Okay?"

"Okay. I love you, Randy."

"I love you too, Rissa." Randy kisses my forehead before climbing up onto one of the top turnbuckles while still looking directly at Alberto Del Rio and Ricardo Rodriguez.

"I'm glad you at least won this week." I mutter under my breath as Randy and I laid in bed.

Randy rolled over as we laid together to look at me. "Are you being hard on yourself?"

"She's pulled the same trick on me twice now. It's like that saying. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. This is on me, and I'm angry about that."

"So what are you going to do about that? That's what you do. You make sure to do something about things that make you angry. What are you gonna do?"

"I'm going to try to get another match at Hell in a Cell."

"That sounds like a good plan. I'm gonna be facing Del Rio there."

"That's good for you. I'm gonna root for you to kick his ass."

"Thanks, baby. You're so cute when you're tired."

"I thought I was always cute to you."

"You're always cute, Marissa. But when you keep trying to keep your eyes open and just smile at me, and soon you'll be running your fingers across my face. It's just so cute."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I mutter before turning away from him.

"In a couple minutes, you'll be trying to lay on me."

"And we both know you like when I do that."

Randy chuckled. "Do I?"

"You do." I rolled over to face him once again as I tried to keep my eyes open.

Randy pulled me on top of him. "You're the cutest woman ever."

"Thanks, stud. I want one more match with Eve, but I'm so sick of stressing about my matches."

Randy looked down at me. "Do whatever makes you happy, Marissa. You're going to have my support no matter what."

I smiled as I got comfortable. "Thanks."

Randy yawned. "I think I'm about to fall asleep."

I nodded. "Me too."

As I laid down, about to fall asleep, I realized that I didn't have anything stopping me from wanting to try for a baby again, but I wasn't so sure that Randy would feel the same way.