SmackDown Filming: September 22, 2009

"Did you call Tyler today?" Randy asks me as we sit in the locker-room together.

"No." I answer. "Why?"

"What's the date?"

"September 22, why do I need to…oh shit, I'll call him."

Randy shakes his head as I pick up my phone and call Tyler.

Me: "Happy Birthday, Ty!"

Tyler: "Did Randy remind you?"

Me: "Um...yeah, how'd you know?"

Tyler: "Randy called me a little bit ago."

Me: "Well, sorry, I forgot."

Tyler: "It's fine. You're busy. Thanks and good luck tonight."

Me: "Thanks. We'll talk later. Bye."

Tyler: "Bye, kid."

I hang up and look at Randy. "Thanks for reminding me."

"No problem. Do you have a match tonight?" Randy kisses my forehead.

"She's got one against Kelly." Maryse says from the doorway. "I overheard her ask Jack Swagger to go with her to the ring. I thought I'd let you know."

"Thanks for the heads up, Ryse." I respond.

"I guess you need someone to fight off Swagger." Randy comments.

"I do. Who is strong enough and trustworthy enough to help me?"

"Your very strong and trustworthy boyfriend."

"Are you sure?"

"I think he can easily beat up Swagger, and I know he'll protect you no matter what."

I kiss Randy. "I think he's my only option anyway."

"Good, you don't need any other options."

Michelle and Eve peek their heads in.

"Good luck, Rissa. If you need us, we'll be with Cody and John." Michelle tells me.

"Okay." I nod.

"I'll be with Ted." Maryse adds.

"Tell Teddy Bear I said hi."

"Will do. See you later."

"Teddy Bear?" Randy asks as Maryse leaves. "Don't tell me you're getting started on that too."

"Ted is Teddy Bear until I can think of something better, and Cody is Codes."

"And John?"

"I refer to John as Asshole."

Randy laughs. "What about me?"

"I call you whatever I feel like at the moment."

"What do you feel like calling me right now?"

"Annoying."

"Rissa…"

"I was kidding...Randal."

Randy stands up and presses me against the wall. "Randal?"

"I said Randal."

"You know, Marissa, your ring gear looks sexy on you."

"It does?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"It looks so sexy on you that I'm not sure if I can control myself."

"Can't control yourself, Randal?" I whisper seductively.

Randy tenses up. "Babe, it's hard to control myself around you, especially when you tease me like that."

"Well, I can't help how I make you feel."

"I want you, beautiful." Randy breathes on my neck. "Actually, I need you."

"What's stopping you? Take me." I whisper.

Randy crashes his lips onto mine. We enjoy kissing for a second before someone knocks on the door.

"Always interrupted." Randy mumbles.

Paul opens the door. "Sis, your match is next, and no sexual activity in the locker-room."

"We were kissing." I roll my eyes. "Thanks, Paul."

"We should've locked the door." Randy mutters under his breath.

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…

"This match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied by Randy Orton, from Saint Louis, Missouri, the WWE Women's Champion, Marissa!"

Holla

So all my girls in the back say hoo

'Cause you know just how we do

Side to side, and front to back

If you ain't taking that

(Holla)...

"And her opponent, being accompanied by Jack Swagger, from Jacksonville, Florida, Kelly Kelly!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

We lock up in the middle of the ring. Admittedly, I was putting in extra effort tonight to make this quick and avoid contact due to the potential of pregnancy.

I gain the advantage over Kelly. I shove her into the corner and chop her chest multiple times. Kelly falls over onto the ground. I throw her into another corner. I lift Kelly up and hit a Superplex. I pin her.

1...2...kickout!

Kelly goes to hit me, but I block her. I hit her with a Thesz Press. I unload punches on her until she shoves me off. We get up, and I hit her with a Dropkick. I pull Kelly up by her hair and slap her across the face. I pick Kelly up and hit a Chaotic Ending on her before going for a pin.

"Here is your winner, the WWE Women's Champion, Marissa!"

Jack Swagger glares at me and pulls Kelly out of the ring. Randy stands by me and raises my arm in victory.

I grab a microphone. "Emily, I know you're backstage, watching me. Why don't you come out here so we can talk woman to woman?"

Emily walks out on the stage with a microphone. "What do you want, Marissa?"

"Why don't you enter the ring?"

"And get attacked by Orton? I'm not dumb. I'll stay here."

I roll my eyes. "Okay then. I don't get what your problem is with me. Why do you hate me so damn much? What did I do to you?"

"I hate you because you're a stuck up bitch who uses people to keep your championship. It's that simple, Marissa."

"I'm not a stuck up bitch who uses people."

"Newsflash, princess, you are one stuck up, bitchy lass whose arse I can't wait to beat."

"If you want me so badly, face me at Hell in a Cell for my championship then. I'll show you why I am the WWE Women's Champion. We can end this stupidity there. You've got it all wrong."

"You're on. See you at Hell in a Cell." Emily goes to leave.

"Wait a second, Emily. This match won't just be at Hell in a Cell. It will be a Hell in a Cell match."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Emily smirks at me.

My music starts playing, and Emily and I keep our eyes locked on each other. There was two ways this could play out: I end up pregnant, not making it to Hell in a Cell, and this bitch doesn't get proven right about me anyway because I would vacate my Women's Championship or I'm not pregnant and teach this bitch a lesson while we're the first two Divas to ever step inside this brutal structure.

I feel Randy place a hand on my shoulder. I wonder if he is in a position to be ready for another child. We hadn't spoken about it, but I was certain he'd been thinking about it a bit too. I just didn't know yet. I would soon though. If I was pregnant, everything changes for us.