SmackDown Filming: May 5, 2009

"Ugh. The team meeting was supposed to be an hour ago. Where's Michelle at?" I say.

"She probably got distracted by John." Eve says.

"Probably." I reply. Someone knocks on the door.

"That's probably her." Maryse adds. I open the door.

It isn't Michelle; it's Ted. He looks like he ran here.

"You okay, DiBiase?" I ask.

"Something happened." He says out of breath.

"What happened?"

"RandyandJerichogotintoafightinCateringanditdoesnotlookgoodatall."

"What?" I run towards Catering with Ted, Maryse, and Eve at my heels.

Once I arrived at Catering, I saw a crowd gathered around what had to be Randy and Chris. I spotted John and Michelle and shoved my way to them.

"What the hell happened?" I ask.

"Chris was bad mouthing you, called you a slut and a gold digger, and Randy overheard him and told him to stop before he got hurt. Chris shoved him in response which lead to this." John gestured to Randy and Chris.

Randy was currently on top of Chris and was punching him in the face. Both of them looked pretty busted up.

I smacked John's arm. "Why haven't you done anything? Randy and Chris hate each other so much that this won't end on its own."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Separate them. John, Randy is your best friend. Don't let him get seriously hurt."

John motioned to Cody, Ted, and Adam. Adam and John grabbed Chris by each of his arms and pulled him back while Ted and Cody did the same with Randy. The two men struggled in the grasps of the men holding them back. When I knew neither of them were escaping, I walked over to Chris and slapped him across the face. I turned around and saw Randy smirking at me.

"That's my girl." Randy says with a small smile. "Now, could you please come here and get them to let me go because I want to kiss you badly right now."

I walked over to Randy and didn't say a word to Cody or Ted. I just pressed my lips onto his. Ted and Cody must have let him go because I soon felt his arms around my waist.

"Alright you two. Keep it PG." John interrupts.

We release the kiss, and the crowd boos.

Randy laughs. "I forgot we had an audience."

"So did I." I reply.

"Want to go somewhere else?"

"That would be nice."

Randy led me down the hall, our hands intertwined.

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...

I grab a microphone. "Hello WWE Universe. Yes, it's really me, Marissa, who took a DDT from Randy Orton and beat Melina in a title rematch all in one night and is still uninjured. Speaking of Melina, don't expect her to get another title match anytime soon. I beat her...twice! I need more of a challenge. Not like any of them are much more of a challenge. I mean...what Diva do you know that could defend her title successfully and take a DDT from Randy Orton all in the same night and still be uninjured? Only ME! Obviously that makes me the-"

I hear voices in my head

They council me

They understand

They talk to me...

Randy enters the ring and grabs a microphone. "Marissa, you never cease to amaze me. You managed to come out uninjured after your Women's Championship match against Melina and my DDT."

I roll my eyes. "Get to the point, Orton."

"I'm not letting you slip away that easily."

"What are you talking about?"

"You've quite angered me as of recently. You used my punt on Natalya, interrupted my interview, and had the nerve to get involved during Legacy's beatdown on Shane McMahon on Monday. And I'm in a mood for revenge."

"Don't act like you're Mr. Innocent, Randy. You've done stuff to me that's made me angry."

"Name one thing."

"In November 2006, I won a tournament to decide the next Women's Champion after Trish Stratus vacated the title. In the final round, I beat Lita, who was your teammate in Rated-RKO at the time. As a result, Rated-RKO singled me out. Lita and I had a few matches, and I won all of them. However, after what would be our last match together, you RKO'd me. That RKO cost me the WWE Women's Championship and seven months of my career. I wasn't just mad, Randy. I was pissed. But you probably wouldn't understand that."

"When you're in a team, you do what's best for the team. Getting you out of Lita's way was best for Rated-RKO. You're the leader of the Divas of Domination. You should understand that. Unless you're not really ready to lead a faction, Marissa."

"It still doesn't give you the right to RKO me, Randy. It was her retirement match anyway."

"It-"

You know its the Mack militant, coming to get it on.

Hey, get outta my way.

I'm coming, the thunder and lightning is striking.

I'm fighting you on the storm...

Teddy Long walks out with a microphone in his hand. "Randy, Marissa, you two have some problems with each other that you need to deal with. You are champions. You need to be focusing on your number one contenders, not your problems with each other. That's why our Main Event tonight will be a Mixed Tag Team match, Randy Orton and Marissa versus, who I am naming the number one contenders for your titles, Batista and the returning Morgan Ouellet. Holla, Holla, Holla, Playas."

"What?" I say. "I don't wanna team with Randy!"

"Well, deal with it, playa. Holla. Holla. Holla."

I walked to the spot my backstage segment was supposed to be filmed at. It wasn't a long segment, just a short conversation between Randy and me. I saw him, smiled, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. We started the segment.

I walked towards Catering while Randy walked towards the locker-rooms. As we walked past each other, he grabbed my arm.

"I've been looking for you." Randy says as he looks down at me.

"For what reason would you be looking for me?" I ask.

"I wanted to talk about our match tonight."

"Okay. What about our match?"

"I just wanted to make sure we are on the same page during the match. No matter what we have to win to one-up our number one contenders. This match is just as important for you as it is me. Are we good?" He held out his hand.

I grabbed and shook his hand. "We are."

I waved at Randy before he left to get his ring gear on. I then headed to Catering to meet up with the rest of the Divas of Domination, along with the other Divas who weren't with Melina or Morgan.

I saw Maryse, Michelle, Eve, Alicia, Kelly, and Layla seated at a table. I walked over to them and sat next to Layla. They all look at me.

"Did anyone know that she was back?" I ask.

"Not until after your in-ring segment." Layla spoke up. "I saw her though. She cut her hair and dyed it bright red."

"Really?" Maryse asks. "Red isn't her color at all." Maryse and Morgan are sisters, but they hated each other.

"It is true." Alicia says. "I saw her too."

"I hate that bitch so much." Michelle says.

"Me too." Eve and Kelly say at the same time.

"So…" Layla looks at me. "You and Randy?"

"Yeah…" I reply. "What about us?"

"You're a thing."

"Yeah. We are a thing."

"How are you going to hate Randy on TV?" Kelly says.

"Just follow the script and try my best to keep my tongue out of his throat."

Maryse laughs. "Good luck with that."

After awhile, we decide to go to the Divas of Domination locker-room.

Before we got there, we saw Morgan.

"Well look who it is." Morgan says. "The Divas of Domination, my bitch of a sister, John Cena's favorite bitch, the bitch who has my title, and their little shadow."

"Morgan," Maryse starts. "If I'm a bitch, you are an even bigger one."

"Maryse, you're just jealous that they gave me a title shot the moment I came back."

"I don't see why'd she be jealous. She has a title, Morgan." Michelle says.

"Michelle, why are you sticking up for Maryse? She beat you for that title."

"Morgan, Maryse and Michelle are great friends. That friendship is stronger than anything you could do." Eve says.

"Oh look! Eve talks. I didn't know if she could. After all, you other three are holding her back."

"Morgan," I say. "If you want to piss me off by insulting my friends, go right ahead, Bitch, but if you do, don't expect to make it to Judgment Day." I slap her across the face.

Morgan storms off mad. I smirk.

"You beat me to it, Marissa. I wanted to too." Michelle says.

"I'll let you do it next time, Chelle." I reply.

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...

I walk on stage and wait for Randy.

I hear voices in my head

They council me

They understand

They talk to me...

"The following Mixed Tag Team match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, the team of the WWE Women's Champion, Marissa, and the WWE Champion, Randy Orton!"

Randy walks out and offers me his hand. "Wanna walk down with me, ma'am?"

I smile. "Yes, sir."

I take Randy's hand and start heading down the ramp with him. Apparently, the WWE Universe likes Randy and me together because the second we start holding hands, the crowd explodes into cheers. We're both technically Heel, but we both have a lot of fans. We walk up the stairs, and he holds the ropes as I enter the ring. He does his usual corner pose, and I watch on.

Yeah!

I walk for miles inside this pit of danger

I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger

The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders

A place where no one follows me; I walk alone…

"And their opponents, the team of Morgan Ouellet and the Animal, Batista!"

Batista and Morgan walk out holding hands. Morgan's cheek is still red from my slap. I smirk. Randy looks at me.

"What happened to Morgan's cheek?" Randy asks me.

"The palm of my hand may have collided with it." I reply.

"Good for you." He smirks and grabs my hand while Batista and Morgan head to the ring.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Randy and Batista start the match off. Morgan keeps glaring at me from across the ring, but I shrug it off.

Randy and Batista exchange right hands for a while. Batista goes for a Batista Bomb, wanting to end the match early, but Randy counters it into an RKO. He goes for the pin.

1...2...

Morgan breaks up the pin and yells at Randy. I know what she's doing, trying to distract Randy. I slide into the ring, grab her by her red hair, and throw her outside the ring. I go back to my side and stand on the apron. Randy and Batista exchange right hands again, but this time Randy throws Batista outside the ring and tags me in.

I enter the ring and Morgan runs for me. I Scoop-slammed her. I took her by her hair and smirked. I slapped her on the other side of her face.

"Red face to match your red hair." I mutter.

Morgan runs for me and I duck. I give her a Superkick and she falls. I then lock in the Figure-Four. Batista tries to break the hold, but Randy RKOs him before he can. Morgan taps. We win.

"Here are your winners, Randy Orton and Marissa!"

Randy raises my arm in the air in celebration. While we celebrate, Randy pulls me in and kisses me. Even though we're dating in reality, I stood there shocked because on TV, we're supposed to dislike each other. I look at him confused. I bit my lip, thinking about the trouble we'll probably be in. Randy pulls me back in and starts kissing me again. I give in and start kissing him back, causing the crowd to erupt into cheers.

"You know we're gonna be in so much trouble with Stephanie. Right?" I ask Randy.

Randy chuckles as we continue to kiss. "Definitely."

That's how SmackDown went off the air.