SmackDown Filming: May 31, 2011

"So guess who I have to wrestle tonight." Ted says.

"Who?" I ask.

"Daniel."

"Kick his ass."

"He will." Codes says. "I'll be at ringside."

"Good."

Randy shows up and wraps his arms around me. "What's good?"

"Ted's gonna kick Daniel's ass tonight."

"Good."

I kiss Randy's cheek. "What are you doing tonight?"

"We talked about this this morning. Rissa, I'm defending my championship against Sheamus, and you'll be at ringside."

"Oh. I was tired. I forgot."

"Whatever."

"Hey I've been busy today."

"With what?"

"Autographs, radio interviews, hell…I had to be on the news to advertise SmackDown this morning."

"Okay. You win. Marissa Orton apparently has to do more advertising than the rest of us."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"Yes."

"Oh. So the great Randy Orton thinks he does more than I do."

"Yep. On a usual occasion."

"Bullshit. I call bullshit on that."

"I'll prove it next week."

"You're on."

I ran my finger across the phone case while thinking. "Randy, I gotta go to Raw next week."

"Why?"

"Dad wants me to."

"Why?"

"To talk about a few issues in the Divas division, have a segment or two, and a small possibility of me wrestling."

"Oh. Sounds fun."

I receive a text.

Trish: Just a heads up, I'll be on Raw next week.

Me: Okay

"Trish will also be there." I say.

"Marissa Orton and Trish Stratus on Raw…Devious Duo." Randy says.

"Yep."

"I need food."

"Go to Catering."

"But I wanna hang out with you."

"I'll go with you."

"Good."

I am sitting in Catering with Randy watching AJ and Kaitlyn face Tamina and Alicia Fox when my phone starts ringing.

I answer it. "Hello?"

"Mrs. Orton?" The caller asks. "This is Sheryl Graham. I'm the lawyer for Tommy Dawson, the man guilty of a hit and run involving you back in January. Can we talk for a few minutes? I understand that you have a very busy schedule, so if I need to call back, that's fine."

Me: "No…Miss Graham, we can talk for a few minutes."

Sheryl: "Thank you. It's Mrs. Graham by the way. But that's okay. You see I wanted to talk to you because I received a phone call from the Davidson County Courthouse in Nashville. I tried to get ahold of your lawyer first to inform you, but she didn't answer so I figured I should keep you informed."

Me: "What did they call about, Mrs. Graham?"

Sheryl: "They want to move our court date to this Friday. I can call them if you can't make it. I understand if-"

Me: "That's fine, Mrs. Graham. I just need to find a flight from Des Moines to Nashville. I'll see you at court."

Sheryl: "Okay. Thank you, Mrs. Orton."

Me: "No problem."

Sheryl hangs up. I look at Randy and sigh.

"Who was that?" Randy asks.

"Sheryl Graham." I say.

"Who's Sheryl Graham?"

"Tommy Dawson's lawyer."

"Oh. Why did she call?"

I sigh. "Our court date got moved to this Friday."

"So you gotta go to Nashville?"

"Yeah."

"Does Miss Davis know?"

"Sheryl couldn't get ahold of Samantha, so I don't know. You can call her Samantha."

"No. I'll get her confused with Samantha, the mother of my daughter."

"Okay."

"I'll go with you to Nashville."

"Oh. You sure?"

"That's what a good husband is supposed to do."

"Oh. Umm…thanks, Randy."

"No problem. Booking us a flight there now. American Airlines flight from Des Moines to Nashville for three hours and fifty minutes for $334 for the both of us."

"That's long."

"The drive is almost nine hours."

"Book the flight."

"Okay."

It's a shame that lost their head

A careless man who could wind up dead

You wear your sin like it's some kind of prize

Too many lies, too many lies…

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the Challenger, from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 267 pounds, Sheamus!"

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, he is the World Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Randy and Sheamus lock up. They both struggle to gain the advantage. It ends in stalemate. Christian intensely watches as he is the referee. Sheamus gets Randy in a Headlock, but Randy escapes. Sheamus hits Randy with a Shoulder Block and pins him.

1…kickout!

They lock up again, but Sheamus knees Randy in the gut. Sheamus continues beating Randy. Sheamus Irish Whips Randy into a corner, but Randy explodes out of the corner with a Clothesline. Randy hits Sheamus with a hard European Uppercut and knocks Sheamus into a corner. Randy starts beating on Sheamus in the corner. Sheamus pulls Randy out of the ring, and they start brawling. I move to stay away from it. Randy sends Sheamus back in the ring and pins him.

1…2…kickout!

Sheamus and Randy start fighting. They exchange attacks. Sheamus elbows Randy and pins him.

1…2…kickout!

Randy rolls out of the ring. Sheamus runs Randy spine-first into the steel post. Sheamus knocks Randy down hard and rolls Randy into the ring and pins him.

1…2…kickout!

Sheamus locks Randy in a Chinlock. Randy escapes and hits Sheamus with a Headbutt. Randy then starts hitting Sheamus with Right Hands. Sheamus reverses an Irish Whip and nails Randy in the gut with a knee. Sheamus pins Randy.

1…2…kickout!

Sheamus starts beats on Randy. He beats on Randy's chest. He drops knees on Randy's head. He pins Randy.

1…2…kickout!

Sheamus gets Randy in a Headlock. Randy escapes with a Suplex. Randy hits Sheamus with two Clotheslines and hits Scoop Slam. He then hits a Backbreaker. He pins Sheamus.

1…2…kickout!

Sheamus kicks Randy a couple times and gets on the top turnbuckle. Randy beats on Sheamus and hits him with a Super Plex. Randy pins Sheamus.

1…2…kickout!

Randy goes to get Sheamus from the apron, but Sheamus blocks him and jumps over the top rope onto Randy. He pins Randy.

1…2…kickout!

Sheamus hits Randy with a Body Slam and pins him.

1…2…kickout!

Randy rolls Sheamus into a pin.

1…2…kickout!

Sheamus hits Randy with the Irish Curse Backbreaker and pins him.

1…2…kickout!

Randy tricks Sheamus into ending up on the apron. Randy hits the Spike DDT on Sheamus. Sheamus counters the RKO and knocks Randy to the ground. Randy counters the High Cross. Sheamus counters the RKO and runs into Christian. Sheamus hits the Brogue Kick and pins Randy.

1…2…

Christian stops counting. Sheamus shoves him. Christian hits Sheamus, and Randy RKOs Sheamus. Randy pins Sheamus.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner and STILL the World Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton!"

I smile at Randy celebrating in the ring. He holds the ropes for me to enter the ring. As I enter the ring, Christian attacks Randy with the World Heavyweight Championship. I look at Christian in shock. I immediately kneel down by Randy. Referees help check on Randy. I look up at Christian confused. I then realize that Christian has the World Heavyweight Championship. Before I even can get up, Christian rushes backstage.

Randy is starting to gain consciousness. I grab his hand. He holds my hand, meaning he's conscious enough to know that it's me.

Randy opens his eyes. "I thought that Sheamus was better than that. Attacking me is low for him."

"Randy," I say quietly. "It wasn't Sheamus."

"Who was it?"

"Christian."

"That son of a bitch."

"He also has the World Heavyweight Championship belt."

"Fuck! I'm going to kick his ass."

"I know. I know, Randy."