SmackDown Filming: July 26, 2011

I look over at Triple H as Randy and I sit in his office. "So…since you wanted us both in here, Paul, can I assume that this is about Randy getting a rematch against Christian?"

Triple H smiles at me. "That is correct. I haven't informed our pal Christian yet, but, Randy, you will get a rematch for the World Heavyweight Championship."

Randy smiles. "Thank you, Triple H. When will this be?"

"The best possible time and place right now, Randy…SummerSlam."

Randy nods. "Thank you."

"One more thing."

"Yeah?"

"It's No Holds Barred."

Randy has an evil smirk on his face. "Just how I like it."

"Anyway," I say. "I'm excited about this for Randy, but are there any plans going around for me at SummerSlam? I mean I am the Divas Champion."

"There's talks of having a Number One Contender Battle Royal on Monday, Marissa. I'll keep you posted."

"Thanks."

"Anyway, I think we're done here. Randy, you do have a match against R-Truth tonight, but other than that you two are done for the week. Marissa, don't worry about work. Nobody is to contact you over anything about WWE while you are in Bora Bora."

"Nobody?"

"I said nobody. Come on, Marissa. This is your honeymoon. You put back having one for over two months, and you're stressing out. Take some time to chill out and enjoy your marriage. I'm sure Randy agrees with me."

"I do." Randy comments.

"My point exactly. Just enjoy each other's company in Bora Bora."

I nod. "Okay."

"Am I going with you for your match tonight?" I ask Randy as we make it to our locker-room.

"That's up to you, but you know my preference." Randy answers.

I nod. "Okay. Guess I gotta throw makeup on."

Randy smiles. "Okay. How are you doing today?"

"Good…I guess."

"You guess? Rissa…"

"I'm still stressed. Can't help it."

"But we're leaving for Bora Bora tonight after SmackDown is over."

"But we aren't there yet. And you can't tell me you're not frustrated."

"Okay. I am. Even though the news of my rematch makes me feel a little better."

"That's not the only thing I'm referring to."

Randy sighs. "I'm still very upset about Vance. Especially since Cami felt the need to say something at our wedding reception. And it wasn't even true."

I give him a sad look. "I understand what you mean."

Randy pulls me over to him. "She had it out for our marriage."

"I know."

Ted and Cody enter the locker-room. They both sit on our couch.

"Is this a bad time?" Cody asks.

"No." Randy and I answer at the same time.

"Oh okay."

Ted looks at us. "Also, thank you for getting us that Handicap match against Ezekiel Jackson."

"No problem." I reply. "You're my friends."

"We really appreciate it." Cody says.

"Well, I was hoping so."

Randy looks at me. "Why are you doing favors for them?"

I give Randy a small smile. "So they like me better than you."

"It worked." Ted says.

"Yeah. Randy isn't nice, so it doesn't take much." Cody comments.

Randy rolls his eyes. "Well if you're gonna run your mouth, say goodbye to your hot tub privileges."

"Randy, stop." I say.

"No, they like you more."

"Doesn't mean you have to be mean."

"Let me pick on them enough to make up for all the time we'll be in Bora Bora."

I look at Ted and Cody. "I tried."

They both look at me and shrug.

"So what are you going to do in Bora Bora?" Ted asks.

"Enjoying our late honeymoon." Randy replies. "That's all I'm disclosing."

"That's all?"

I laugh. "That's all he'll even tell me. He planned it on his own."

Cody looks at me. "Good luck."

"I trust him. I'm sure we'll have a great time."

Randy kisses my forehead. "That's the plan. You should probably get makeup done."

"Yeah. You're probably right. Love you."

"Love you too."

I look at the girls as my makeup is getting done. "I'm extremely excited but nervous. Like I have no idea what we're doing except going to Bora Bora."

"It's your honeymoon." Ryse says. "It'll be fine."

"You'll probably be doing each other a lot." Eve says. "I hope you thought ahead on that one."

I laugh. "Obviously. I packed multiple sets of lingerie. I think I'm set."

"Good on you."

"I just want to get going."

"Why can't you?"

"Randy has a match."

"Oh. Okay. That sucks."

"Yeah. But I can wait since I love Randy so much."

"He loves you too." Ryse says. "You can easily tell."

"I know. I just want to get away from the stress."

"No one blames you."

"I figured as much."

I receive a text.

Randy: Are you done yet? I miss you already. I'm very sad without you in here with me.

I smile as my makeup gets finished and they start on my hair. "Randy is getting impatient. Claims he already misses me."

I reply to his text.

Me: Just getting started with hair. Will get back to you asap.

Ryse smiles at me. "How do you spend any of your time apart?"

I chuckle. "I don't even know. We are so close that I can barely think of doing anything without him anymore."

Randy: Don't make me wait too long.

Me: I'll try my best.

"Yeah." Eve says. "You two are insanely close. Probably because, unlike the rest of us, you were around each other a lot as kids."

I shrug. "Maybe."

R-Truth is already in the ring.

I hear voices in my head

They council me

They understand

They talk to me…

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

Ding! Ding! Ding!

As soon as the bell rings, Christian appears on the ramp. I watch him instead of the match. Once I finally turn myself towards the match, Randy hits R-Truth with his DDT.

Then, Randy glares at Christian before preparing to hit R-Truth with the RKO. R-Truth rolls out of the ring. Randy follows. R-Truth drives Randy spine first into the apron. Christian distracts the referee by getting up on the other side of the apron. R-Truth hits Randy with a water bottle.

"What the hell!" I yell.

R-Truth gets in the ring. Randy starts to get up.

I run over to check up on him. "You good, baby?"

"I'm fine." Randy looks at me. "But I'm pissed."

"Your lip is bleeding."

"I know, honey."

Randy slides back into the ring and takes down R-Truth. Randy starts beating the hell out of him. The referee pulls off.

Randy rolls back out of the ring. "Screw this. Baby, I'm getting disqualified. Let's go on our honeymoon."

I look over at Randy. "Um…okay?"

He grabs a chair and gets back in the ring. He hits R-Truth with the chair and gets disqualified. He then gets on top of R-Truth and punches him hard. R-Truth rolls out of the ring near me. Randy is obviously still pissed.

He rolls out of the ring. "Baby, move out of the way."

Randy clears off the announce table and picks up a television monitor. He hits R-Truth with the monitor. He then RKOs R-Truth on the announce table. Randy then grabs me to walk backstage.

However, as we make it to the bottom of the ramp, Randy stops to glare at Christian, who is at the top of the ramp.

I look over at Randy. "Baby…"

"Stay right here. I'm gonna do it one more time."

Randy goes over and RKOs R-Truth one more time on the announce table.

I finish cleaning up Randy's bloody lip. "You're all good."

He looks down at me. "Thanks, beautiful. I just get pissed off so easily."

"Randy, it's fine. Just change, so we can get going."

"Don't you worry your pretty little head. That's what I'm doing."

I nod as he starts changing. "Honestly, even though it was you getting your anger out, that crazy laughing you were doing after the second RKO was kinda hot in a weird way."

Randy chuckles. "You're just that much attracted to me."

"Maybe…I do find you highly attractive."

Randy slips his t-shirt on and pulls me over to him. "Rissa, I also find you highly attractive."

I smile. "Good."

He kisses me. "We should get going soon."

I kiss him back. "Let me enjoy this for a few first."

Randy releases the kiss. "I'll grab the bags. Let's get going."