Raw: April 9, 2012

I smile as I look at the envelope in my hand. "Man, this feels good."

John Cena, the only person hanging out with me at the moment, raises an eyebrow. "So what's in the envelope, Rissa?"

"Court papers."

"Court papers? Who are you suing?"

"John Laurinaitis."

"Wait, you actually have grounds to sue him?"

"I sure do, and I'm taking that chance."

"What are you suing him for?"

"Defamation."

Cena nods. "Hope that goes well for you."

"Me too."

We hear a knock on the door. I go to open it.

There's a police officer on the other side. "Mrs. Orton? I believe you have something for me."

I hand him the envelope. "Right here. Thank you."

"Absolutely, I will notify you when these have been served."

I smile as the police officer walks away. "Feels damn good."

John smiles. "It should. So why isn't Randy here with us tonight?"

"He isn't scheduled for anything tonight, and Bob is coming to SmackDown tomorrow. Randy decided to travel with him. You know, some father son bonding time."

"Of course. You've got a pretty great father-in-law."

"I know. Bob is so cool."

"Yeah, how many years have you known him?"

"Like seventeen years. It's been since I was twelve. I've always thought that Bob was cool."

"Of course. He's done so much for you over the years. I won't be around for tomorrow's SmackDown. Give Bob my best regards."

"I will, Cena."

"Do you have anything to do tonight?"

"Nope, not a thing."

"Maybe you can go piss off Brock again."

"Whatever, Cena. I'd rather not be around him ever again."

"I'm sure Randy doesn't want you to be around Brock either."

"Do you know what the whole issue is between those two anyway? I know they both don't like each other, but I don't know the details."

"Couldn't get Dave to budge and tell you when you asked him about it?"

I raise an eyebrow at Cena. "How did you know that I asked Dave about it?"

"Because you didn't ask me about it when you had issues with Brock last week. Randy doesn't like talking about Brock. You would've gone to someone else because you like to know what you're getting yourself into. You know Dave really well to the point that you even rode with him for a while, and he was in developmental in OVW with me, Brock, and Randy. However, I also know Dave respects people's privacy enough not to divulge much, if anything at all."

I roll my eyes. "He wouldn't say anything past what I already knew from Randy."

John nods. "Figures. Maybe I shouldn't either."

"You seriously can't give me anything, Cena?"

John sighs. "Fine, I'll give you the general gist of it, but it's Randy's right to give you details about what actually went down. You'll have to wait until he decides to talk about it in detail to you if he does at all. Got it?"

I nod. "I understand."

"Brock came into OVW as an all-star athlete. Randy came into OVW as a third generation professional wrestler, which was extremely rare, especially back then. Both had their respective egos and had very different views on how things were supposed to work in professional wrestling. While both were entitled to some extent, Brock thought he was above everyone, pretty much thought he was above being in developmental as a whole. Randy did have his own bit of entitlement, but Randy did have respect for having to work your way up the ranks in WWE. Brock didn't have that. They clashed numerous times over many different things during our time together in OVW. I believe Randy has a right to dislike Brock. That's what I'm going to leave it at. I know you're only asking because you are concerned about Randy, but there's things that you should hear about from him and not me."

"I understand. Thank you, John. Wanna go get Catering before the show starts?"

"Sounds like a plan."

"Okay. Let's go." I open the door to come face-to-face with David Otunga.

David gives me a dirty look. "This is just me giving you a fair warning, Marissa. Mr. Laurinaitis and I will not be backing down if you are wanting to go through with this. Make sure this is what you truly want to do."

I smile. "Well, David, give it your best shot because this attempt at intimidation isn't going to make me back down from this. Have a nice day."

I sighed as I sat on the bed in my hotel room after taking a shower. Being without Randy was kind of giving me little to do. Tonight was boring and stressful.

I knew suing John Laurinaitis would essentially screw myself out of getting him to put me in any matches, but I didn't like being bored.

I open the box of letters and pull out the one numbered twenty-four. I then grabbed my phone because I didn't think I should read one of these without having someone to talk to. Randy was already traveling towards SmackDown with his dad. I knew he would definitely answer, but I didn't want to interrupt his time with Bob. I decide to call Chelle instead, as she is always good to talk with.

Chelle: "Hey, what's up?"

Me: "Well, I'm wanting to read one of the letters from my mom, but I don't think it's a good idea without having someone to talk to as well. Randy isn't with me and is currently traveling to SmackDown with his dad. I don't want to interrupt that. I figured you'd be the next best person to talk to, as long as you're not busy."

Chelle: "Of course. I'm not busy. Go ahead and read."

Me: "Thanks. I'll read now."

I open the letter and start reading.

Date: October 19, 2004

Dear Marissa, I just wrote to you last night, but I feel the need to write to you again, even though none of these letters have actually made it to you.

I spoke with Colby after he attended the WWE show that was in Chicago. He said he was able to talk with you, but you didn't respond well at all. I had him invite you to come see him, me, and my husband, David, but Colby doesn't think you'll ever want to do that.

Colby said that he didn't blame you for that. He doesn't think you'll forgive me or that you even have a reason to forgive me.

I wonder if he's right. I'm not sure about that or anything really anymore if I'm being truly honest.

Colby now blames me for ruining his chances of having any good relationships with his siblings at all.

If you and Tyler don't forgive me, I hope you two would at least accept Colby as your brother. He's always wanted to have siblings, and I never wanted to take that away from him.

Plus, as much as I don't like the idea of you being involved in wrestling, it seems to be something that you and Colby could bond over.

I hope that you and Tyler can have a good relationship with Colby if you can't find it in yourselves to have one with me.

Love, Mom

Me: "Well…that was a read."

Chelle: "Are you alright?"

Me: "Yeah, sorry about disrupting your evening. I'm gonna hang up and call Colby."

Chelle: "Are you sure? I'm here for you."

Me: "I know. I just want to talk to Colby after reading this letter."