SmackDown Filming: August 18, 2009

I sat in Stephanie's office with all of the other Divas except Morgan. Stephanie taps on her desk to get our attention.

"I know you all are busy." Stephanie says. "But I wanted to inform all of you that Morgan has officially retired from WWE this morning."

"Why?" Maryse asks.

"Well...she's pregnant."

"Who's the father?" Melina asks.

"Chris."

"Jericho?" Mickie asks.

"Yes."

The Insurgents then walk out of the room muttering something about her being a whore. Kelly, Brie, Nikki, Layla, Alicia, Torrie, Michelle, Eve, Maryse, and I remain in the room. Maryse pulls out her cell phone.

"I'm calling Morgan." Maryse tells us all. "Hey. I heard about your retirement and pregnancy...I heard about it being his too...he knows, right?...good, when did you find out?...Just this morning?"

"Tell her I'm sorry for punting her." I whisper.

Maryse gives me a thumbs-up. "It's okay. Marissa says that she is sorry for punting you by the way."

"Thanks. If you want to talk after SmackDown, I can meet you at your hotel room...Okay. Bye."

Maryse hangs up and looks at the rest. "She's sorry for everything. We're good with her. I'm going to meet with her after SmackDown to talk about her baby."

"Okay." I nod. "By the way, how was your date over the weekend, Kel?"

"Miz is a total joke." Kelly rolls her eyes. "He just wanted sex."

"Oh, Honey, I could've told you that." Layla pats Kelly's shoulder.

"You went on a date with him?"

"During our Extreme Exposè days."

"Oh yeah. I remember now."

"We should have a Girls Night Out on Saturday. Who wants to go?" Brie asks the group.

Everyone says that they do except me. I know I need to stay back because this would be a perfect opportunity to go engagement ring shopping with Randy and John.

"Why don't you want to go, Rissa?" Nikki asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Randy and I sort of already made plans to spend the entire night together. We planned on having a date night. I already agreed to it. Sorry" I lied to cover for John.

"Oh. Okay."

I walk into Legacy's locker-room to see Randy talking to Chris Jericho, much to my surprise.

I stand in the doorway. "Why is he here?"

"Look, Marissa." Chris says. "I'm sorry. Can we just forget the whole drama between us? I'm going to be a father, and I want to become a better man to set a good example for my child."

Randy looks between me and Chris. "You're going to be…"

I cut Randy off. "Why should I?"

"Because I'm being sincere. How about you think about this? If I hadn't cheated on you, you would've never gotten with him." Chris points to Randy. "We just weren't meant to be. I've fallen in love with Morgan and this unborn child, and I was obviously just keeping you away from Randy. You two are clearly head-over-heels for each other. Can we just forget this and move on to the next chapters of our lives? I'm pleading with you."

"I guess." I shrug. "If you break Morgan's heart like you did mine, I'm kicking your ass."

"Got it. I'll leave you two alone now."

"Bye, Chris."

"Morgan's pregnant?" Randy asks, seemingly shocked.

"Yeah. That's why all the Divas had to go down to Stephanie's office." I explain.

"How'd Maryse take it?"

"Pretty well actually. By the way, the other girls have planned a Girls Night Out on Saturday. We need to go engagement ring shopping while they do that. If anyone else asks, we have a date night."

"Got it. I'll tell John."

"Tell me what?" John asks from the doorway.

"The other girls are having a Girls Night Out on Saturday, so we need to go shopping then."

"Okay."

"I have a question, John." I look at John.

"Go ahead and ask."

"What was the name of the guy who shot you? No one told me, and I was curious."

"Alexander Laurinaitis."

I then realize something. Alexander was the name of John Laurinaitis's son. I look at Randy. Judging by the look on his face, he realized it. John looks at us weirdly.

"Are you guys okay?" Cena asks.

"Alexander is John Laurinaitis's son." Randy explains.

"I'll be back after my promo." I say before leaving. "I'm gonna have some words for Laurinaitis real quick before I cut my promo."

I walk towards Laurinaitis's office. He didn't like John. The man was crazy. I wouldn't put it past him to get his son to shoot John. I walk right in.

"Ah, Marissa Lynn Smith, or is it McMahon now?" Laurinaitis says with a smirk. "What a pleasant surprise."

"Don't use my middle name. You aren't any relative of mine."

"But the McMahons are your family."

"I know why your son shot John."

"I don't have time to have you talk about Alex."

"You convinced him to."

"Why would you think that?"

"You hate John. Your kid shot him. I know how you are."

Laurinaitis chuckles. "I did actually, but you have no proof. Come back when you have proof."

"I actually do." I hold a voice recorder up. "I'm going to go show my father this."

Laurinaitis lunges out for it. I move it out of the way and walk to my dad's office. Shane is the one in there.

"Listen and show Dad." I say before giving him the voice recorder. "I'm gonna go have my promo."

I quickly rushed to guerilla. I don't say a word as the girls give me confused looks.

All the ladies tell the fellas

We can do what they can do

We can do it even better in broken heels…

"Introducing The Divas of Domination, Eve Torres, Maryse, Michelle McCool, and the WWE Women's Champion, Marissa!"

I stand in the ring with a microphone. "This Sunday at SummerSlam, one of my best friends, Michelle McCool and I will go face-to-face with Melina and the WWE Divas Champion, Mickie James, but this isn't just a normal Tag Team match. This match involves tables. (Maryse pulls out a table) This match involves ladders. (Michelle grabs a ladder) And this match involves chairs. (Eve pulls out a chair) And I plan on putting Melina and Mickie through all three. That is if you can put someone through a chair. Right Michelle?"

"Right, Marissa. At SummerSlam, Mickie and Melina are going to be regretting double-crossing us." Michelle says.

Melina and Mickie stand at the ramp. Melina chuckles. "I don't think so, Ladies. Mickie and I have to win. We'll prove our dominance over you."

"All we have to say is this." I smirk as all four of the DoD flip Melina and Mickie off.