Raw: March 18, 2013

Randy sighs as we sit together on the couch. "I'm teaming with Sheamus against Drew and Heath tonight."

"You sound so thrilled." I comment.

"I'm starting to get bored with all these Tag Team matches."

"Welcome to my world. I'm sure you'll be fine."

"Of course, I'll win the match. I've got nothing to worry about."

"Except boredom apparently. You can understand how many random Tag Team matches I've been in over the years now."

"Hopefully it'll be done after WrestleMania."

"You're going to be just fine, Randal."

"I know. You look like you don't feel good."

"Have you seen how swollen my feet are? It's not good."

"I know, babe." Randy wraps his arms around me. "I'm so sorry that you have to go through this. I mean I'm excited about the baby, but this pregnancy has been rough on you."

"It has. At least we'll have a baby soon."

"Yeah." Randy kissed my forehead. "I can't wait for that."

I nod. "You're not the only one. Anyway, are you ready for this match tonight?"

"I think I am."

"Good." I smile. "You're gonna be fine."

"I will. You look so beautiful."

"Thanks."

Randy grabbed my hand. "I love you so much. I'm going to plan a nice weekend at home after we get this baby shower out of the way."

"That sounds great."

Randy nodded. "I'm sure it will be."

"You need to spend time with me before you're working and I'm not."

"I get it. We will spend a bunch of time together."

"Thanks. I am really gonna miss being at work with you."

"I'm going to miss you too. I'll be calling you everyday that I'm not home."

"I'd appreciate that."

"You're such a good mom. I hope you know that."

"I'm thinking that I'm getting more accepting of that instead of being so insecure."

Randy nodded. "Good. This baby better go easy on you while I'm gone though."

"I'm sure I'll be fine."

"You should be. I hope so. If not, reach out to my parents."

"I will."

"Just make sure you're doing alright for the rest of the pregnancy."

"Of course. I'm just honestly getting sad that we'll be separated a lot after WrestleMania week."

Randy gave me a sad look. "It isn't just you. I'm sad about it too, but I won't be able to get time off until after the baby is born."

"You don't even have to do that."

"I want to though. I'm approaching your dad after WrestleMania about getting written off TV for awhile around when you give birth. I want to be home with you and the kids for a while after that."

"I appreciate it."

"Of course, anything for my family. You're my family."

"Glad you still want me as family because I came with a lot of baggage and issues."

"I've never minded that. I care and want you to be well, but I didn't have an issue dealing with that stuff because I'm in love with you."

"I wouldn't trade you for anything."


I watched as Randy hit Heath Slater with the RKO and pinned him.

1…2…3!

"Here are your winners, Sheamus and Randy Orton!"

"Another win for Mister Orton." I comment quietly.

John Cena grins at me. "You sound pretty prideful over there."

"My husband keeps winning. I am pretty proud."

John nods. "I understand. My best friend has been doing pretty great lately."

"He has. You know that you're going to have to keep him company while I'm gone, right?"

"How long are you going to be gone again?" John laughs. "I'm kidding. I don't mind. I like hanging out with Randy."

"Just make sure you two stay out of trouble."

"We will. We both know better and also know you and Chelle wouldn't hesitate setting us straight real quick."

"I wouldn't hesitate for a second to do so."

"I know that for a fact. How have you been doing?"

"My feet are swollen. It sucks."

"I know. Chelle dealt with that too. It gets better."

"That's good to know."

"You should be alright. Are you excited to be off work soon?"

"Yes and no, I'm excited to be home, but I'm not excited to be separated from Randy a good amount."

"That's completely reasonable."

Randy walks into catering to join us and wraps his arms around me. "I won."

I smile. "We saw. Congrats, handsome."

"Thanks. Can I steal some of your fries?"

I shrug. "Do as you please."

John looks at Randy. "Are you getting anxious for WrestleMania yet?"

Randy nods. "A little bit, not too much yet though."

"That's good. What about your birthday?"

"If there is something going on during my birthday, I've not been informed."

Randy glances at me.

"I'm not telling you anything." I comment. "It'll be better than when you spent it with me in the hospital after my knee surgery. That's all I've got to say."

"That was three years ago, and I didn't have an issue because I was with you. Are you still worried about that?"

"I still feel a little bad for that one."

"It's not your fault that your ACL got torn. You needed that surgery. It wasn't an issue. I'm just glad you can still wrestle. That's what matters."

"Fair enough."

"Let's get to the tour bus."

"Already?"

"Already. You're pregnant. Nobody should have an issue if you just so happen to be really tired already, so I was a good husband and got you on the tour bus to sleep."

I smirk. "Ya know, I could use a good sleep right now."

Randy fakes being surprised. "It'd be rude if I didn't get you out of here to let you sleep. Let's go."

John gives a small laugh. "See you two tomorrow."


I was washing my face in the bathroom when I heard my cell phone ring. "Randy, will you check that please?"

"It's Tyler." Randy tells me. "I'll decline for you."

"Thanks."

Randy sighs as his phone starts to ring. "Of course."

"Is that him again?"

"Yes, and I declined it too. I bet he's just still trying to get free WrestleMania tickets."

I laugh. "Probably. He's been getting those whenever he's wanted to come since WrestleMania 20."

"I mean you got one to WrestleMania 20 as well."

"I've been an employee for the rest of them though, and I thanked you numerous times for that." I walk out of the bathroom and roll my eyes at Randy.

Randy laughs. "I know. I love you, sweetheart."

I climbed into bed with him. "I love you too."

"Forever and always, Rissa."

I nod. "Forever and always. I hope you know that you make me so happy."

"You make me the happiest man in the world."

"Good. I need to go to bed soon. I'm so tired."

"Don't let me stop you from sleeping."