Raw: July 4, 2011

The girls and I were hanging out in mine and Randy's locker-room. Despite the fact that we were having fun hanging out together, my conversation with Randy during the fireworks last night was what was mostly on my mind. Well that and those damn boxes. I told myself and Randy that I'd open them last night, but I chickened out.

I notice all three girls looking at me. "What?"

Ryse speaks up first. "Are you doing alright?"

I shake my head. "I'm alright. I guess."

Eve looks at me with a questioning face. "You guess? Huh?"

"Well what else am I supposed to say?"

"You could talk to us. Vent about it." Chelle says.

"Well some of this stuff here at work is stressing me out."

"Like Kharma?"

"Yeah. And the shit with Punk a little too, even though I'm not directly involved."

Chelle nods. "Anything else? We were talking with Randy this morning, and he thinks your stressing too much. Again."

I sigh. "Is he? He's probably right." I take in a deep breath.

"Anything else?" Chelle sternly repeats.

I quietly decide that I still won't mention the boxes. It was too hard right now, but mine and Randy's conversation might not be a bad idea to talk about. I couldn't get that out of my head.

I bite my lip. "Well, the Cami stuff obviously. Chelle, you remember that conversation we had while lifting weights at the SmackDown Filming a couple weeks ago? And what you told me?"

Chelle looks at me. "The baby thing? You can say that." She looks at Ryse and Eve. "I told Marissa that I want a baby. And I still haven't told John."

Ryse and Eve nod.

I swallow hard. "Yeah. That."

My three friends all look at me with more concern.

Chelle sighs. "Damn it. Did Randy impregnate you already? You haven't been married for that long."

I laugh. "No. Not that."

Ryse sits next to me and puts an arm around me. "What is it then?"

"Randy's talking about having kids."

"Oh shit."

I sigh. "Yeah."

Eve gives me a small smile. "What all was said, sweetie?"

"Um…well, he suggested that Vance being around put the thought in his head about it. Then, seeing Chris and Morgan expecting again made him want it more. He actually mentioned it a little to me during the gender reveal party. He really wants one."

Chelle grabs my hand. "What did you say to him?"

"I said that I couldn't right now. I'm Divas Champion. I can't just up and leave wrestling immediately. I told him whenever I lose the championship that we should take the time to plan a pregnancy out."

"Why do I feel like there's a but in there?"

I put my head in my hands. "Because there is."

"What's wrong?"

"I want to give Randy children so bad, girls, but I have to consider the sacrifices I have to make for that career-wise. I don't know if I am ready for that. Chelle, you don't have much of a problem there because you retired, but that's not my case. I haven't retired from ring competition nor do I want to. I still want to wrestle, but I still want to have a family with Randy. I always have. And my biological clock is ticking."

"I'm two and a half years older than you. Don't even start about biological clocks."

I roll my eyes. "Anyway, there's that. And plus, there's a part of me that fears having a baby in my uterus because I don't know if I'm ready to support myself and a growing baby at the same time."

"Well…um…" Chelle sighs as we hear the boys approaching the locker-room. "We'll continue this conversation later."

The boys walk in.

"So…" Ryse starts, changing the subject. "Rissa, Eve, what are your plans tonight? I don't have anything."

Eve smiles. "We got the Bella Twins in a Tag Team match. First match on the show tonight."

"Nice. Sounds fun."

"Yeah. I'm ready to kick some Bella ass. Isn't hosting NXT fun?"

"It's okay. But honestly, I get bored. And I miss managing Ted."

Ted squeezes himself to sit between me and Ryse. "I miss you managing me too."

Ryse kisses his cheek. "Those were the good ol days."

I get up to give Ted more space on the couch. Randy pulls me into his arms.

"Do you have a plan for Kharma tonight?" John asks.

"Yeah. I'm going to try to goad her into a match at Money in the Bank." I reply.

Randy looks at me. "You're what?"

I look at the time on my phone. "Raw is about to start. John, you should get going because you're starting the show. Eve, let's go because our match is right after John's promo."

I leave the room without a word, with John and Eve following right behind me.

Eve, John, and I walked together through the halls as we approached guerilla.

"You know Randy's gonna freak." John says. "About your match with Kharma."

"Well he said that I should outsmart her." I reply. "I get Kharma into a match where weapons are allowed, and I can outsmart her."

"Yeah. I know what you mean. Which is why you aren't telling him I helped you with this idea at all. Randy's already gonna freak. Got it?"

"Yes, sir." I roll my eyes.

"What kind of match are you trying for?"

"At least, ladder maybe TLC."

"Smart choice." John smiles as we make it to guerilla. "Good luck."

"Thanks. Good luck as well."

"Thanks. You know Randy's gonna be extra worried about you now. Right?"

"Why?"

"Well, from what I heard from Randy, y'all are already talking about kids. So not only is he gonna be worried about you like normal, he's going to be extra worried because he wants that as well, and you can't conceive if you get hurt."

"We're just talking about kids right now. Not planning yet."

"But still. Honestly, I kinda was thinking about bringing that idea up to Chelle soon."

Eve and I exchange glances as we make it to guerilla.

"You should." I reply to John. "I don't see that going bad at all."

John nods. "Yeah. I'm just waiting for the right time."

"Okay."

Your time is up, my time is now

You can't see me, my time is now

It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin now

You can't see me, my time is now!..

John runs out to do his entrance and cut his promo.

Eve looks at me. "I see what you did there. When John mentioned kids."

I look at her. "Well, they just need to talk about it. They both want it. They've been married for almost two years. I just nudged John in the direction of saying something because I'm worried Chelle won't."

"Like how you probably won't tell Randy about your worries?"

"That's different."

"Is it?"

I roll my eyes. "It is."

You can look, but you can't touch
You keep dreaming on the stars above…

"The following Divas Tag Team match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Scottsdale, Arizona, Nikki and Brie, The Bella Twins!"

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…

"And their opponents, Eve Torres and the WWE Divas Champion, Marissa Orton!"

I put my championship on the commentary table before getting in the ring with Eve.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

I look at Eve. "You wanna start?"

Eve smiles at me. "Sure."

I exit the ring and stand on the apron. Eve starts the match off against Brie. They lock up. Eve gains the early advantage and locks Brie in a headlock. Brie gets out of the headlock and kicks Eve in the gut. Brie drags Eve to their corner and tags in Nikki. The twins hit Eve with a Double DDT. Nikki pins Eve.

1…2…kickout!

Eve punches Nikki before hitting Nikki with a DDT. Eve gets up on the top turnbuckle to go for a Moonsault, but Brie knocks her off. Nikki rolls Eve into a pin.

1…kickout!

Eve DDTs Nikki and pins her.

1…2…kickout!

Eve drags Nikki to our corner and tags me in. We hit Nikki with a Double Neckbreaker. I pin her.

1…2…kickout!

Nikki nails me with a Right Hand. I exchange one with her. She goes to Clothesline me, but I dodge. I knock Brie off the apron before locking Nikki in an Armbar. Nikki taps out.

"Here are your winners, Eve Torres and Marissa Orton!"

The Bella Twins stumble backstage as the referee hands me my championship. He raises our arms in the air.

Eve looks at me. "You think Kharma will…"

I smile at her. "Absolutely. Give it a few."

"Are you sure?"

("Bad Karma" plays)

"Right on time." I look at Eve. "When I start talking to her, you need to get the hell out of here."

"You sure?"

"Yes, Eve. Get the hell out of here."

Kharma starts heading down the ramp. I motion for a microphone. I get a microphone handed to me.

"Woah. Woah. Woah." I say. "Wait a minute, Kharma. We both know at this point how this is gonna go."

Kharma laughs. "What is the point of postponing the inevitable? What do you want, Marissa?"

"Well, we could do what we normally do. We fight. You maybe Chokeslam me. I might grab a chair to try to get the upper hand like last week. But you still kick my ass. Is it just me or is that starting to get a little boring, Kharma?"

"What are you getting at?"

"We could do that, but I have another idea."

"And what's that?"

"Well, it's come to my attention that you haven't had an official match in WWE yet. How about you and I change that?"

"I'm not going to wrestle an opponent who has already competed once tonight for my first WWE match."

I smile. "Well, color me surprised. You actually have some integrity. But I'm not talking about wrestling tonight. Wrestle me at Money in the Bank, Kharma. It's obvious that you aren't going to stop coming after me. Let's get this settled."

"What's in it for me?"

"Well…" I say before holding up my Divas Championship. "There might be something in it for you."

Kharma laughs. "Well then, I might just accept your little challenge. But what's the catch? There's always a catch."

I smile. "Three letters, Kharma. T. L. C."

The crowd explodes into cheers. I look at Kharma, expecting an answer."

"Challenge accepted, Marissa. Challenge accepted." Kharma cackles.

I nod. I go to get out of the ring, but Kharma attacks me from behind. I try to fight back, but she overpowers me. She drops me with an Implant Buster. I'm still conscious though. I watch her roll out of the ring, and even though I can't see her anymore, I know she's still around. I suddenly hear an enormous amount of cheers. However, no one is coming to help me.

I groan. "Son of a bitch. She's getting a table."

I hear a table being set up outside the ring. Kharma rolls back into the ring and grabs me. She lifts me up into a position for a Powerbomb. She starts running towards where the table is set up right outside the ring. However, in quick thinking, I wrap my legs around her and grab the ring ropes as she goes to Running Powerbomb me through the table. Instead, I use a Hurricanrana to put her through the table.

I use the ring ropes to pull myself up. "Holy shit. I did it."

I quickly run back into the ring to grab the Divas Championship. After grabbing it, I quickly roll out of the ring and stumble up the ramp, trying to get backstage before Kharma can even start to get up.