Raw: March 25, 2013

Ted looks at me. "Do you have everything planned for Randy's birthday party next week?"

I nod. "I do, but just so you're aware, he still doesn't know about it."

"I bet he suspects that something is going on at least."

"But not exactly what. I like keeping him on his toes."

"And this is exactly why you two got married."

"He's a good man, a good husband, and a good father. I couldn't let him slip away from me. And speaking of marriages, what about you, DiBiase? You've got an absolutely gorgeous wife now. How's that going?"

Ted grins. "Amazing. She's gonna be here for WrestleMania week, just so you know."

"I already knew that. I still talk to her all the time."

"Point taken, Mrs. Orton. Do you want to head to Catering?"

"Yeah, I'll go with you. I'm actually really hungry right now."

"Good. Do we need to go ask Randy to join us?"

"Nah. If he wants food, he'll get food and find us I'm sure. Let's just go."

Ted gets up and opens the door to come face-to-face with Cody.

Cody looked at Ted. "Randy said that you were here. Are you going somewhere?"

Ted nodded. "Yeah, we're both hungry so we're going to Catering. Want to join us?"

"I could go for some food right now."

I walk out of the locker-room and past both men. "Good because my pregnant ass ain't waiting for food any longer."

Cody gives a small laugh as he and Ted follow me towards Catering. "How's that going for you?"

"Well, I'm hungry a lot, and my kid has gotten into the habit of kicking a lot lately."

"Sounds like his dad is being a bad influence before the kid is even born."

"I swear he does it a bit more when Randy's been talking to me. Randy doesn't think so, but I swear it's the truth." I say as we arrive in Catering and go to grab food.

Ted shakes his head. "Randy always denies being a bad influence."

I laugh. "You make a good point."

We all find a table to sit together at and sit down.

"Have you two decided on a name yet?"

I sigh. "What do you think?"

"I take that as a no. I bet that's been hard on you."

"Yeah, even after being set on the beginning letter of the name. Randy and I just can't find a name that we agree on. I know we still have over three months until the due date, but I'd like to have this decided on sooner than later."

"That's completely reasonable."

I start eating. "Plus I think it'll be harder to get this done after WrestleMania week because I won't be coming to work with Randy after that. He'll still be traveling, and I'll be on maternity leave."

"Surely something will get figured out. There's gonna be a name that you'll agree on." Cody comments.

"I hope so."

John walks in and sits with us at the table. "What's up?"

"We're talking about how Marissa and Randy haven't decided on a name for the baby." Ted answers.

John looks at me. "You still have plenty of time."

"I get that, but I'd like to have it decided sooner than later, ya know." I explain to John.

"That makes two of us." Randy comments as he sits down next to me and steals a couple French fries from my plate.

"Fair enough." John comments.

"Did you film your segment?" I ask Randy. "You're sweaty."

"I did, and I have nothing else to do, which means that we can leave whenever we want. Personally, I'm hoping that's sooner than later." Randy answers.

"Why are you in such a rush?" Cody asks.

I laugh. "He's trying to get laid."

Randy shrugs. "It doesn't hurt to try."

Ted looks at Randy. "Is that all you think about?"

"It's not all I think about, but yes, I do think about it a lot."

"Well, could you keep it to yourself?"

"No, I really can't." Randy comments sarcastically.

"I'm not opposed to that tonight." I add.

Randy grins before kissing my forehead. "Of course you're not."


Randy and I were sitting together on our tour bus. We were both comfortable and didn't want to move.

"So when are you going to tell me what you're doing for my birthday?" Randy whispers.

"You'll find out on your birthday." I respond, rolling my eyes.

"I don't think I have the patience for that."

"Well, you're going to have to find it, Randal."

"Whatever, Rissa. I'll figure it out."

"Sure you will."

"I will find out. I'm not that dumb. I'm pretty smart."

"If you say so." I place a hand on my baby bump. "He's kicking again."

Randy placed a hand on my bump as well. "I bet he knows what his mommy is planning for my birthday."

"Well, there's no way you're finding out in advance."

Randy kissed my forehead. "We'll see. I love you so much."

"I love you too. There's a part of me that's really upset that you're going to be working without me after WrestleMania week."

"I know. Believe me, I'm not thrilled either, but we don't have a choice. I'll still plan on calling you everyday when I'm traveling though. You'll be sick of the calls eventually."

"I'm not so sure about that. I actually quite like you, despite how much you get on my nerves sometimes."

"Good, you drive me nuts sometimes too, but you're still everything to me. I don't know what I'd do if I wasn't in a relationship with you."

"You're stuck with me, so that's nothing you'll ever need to worry about."

"Good." Randy got up off the couch. "I'm gonna microwave some popcorn. Do you want some?"

"Sure. Thanks."

Randy puts a bag of popcorn in the microwave and starts the microwave. "No problem. I seriously do want to get a name for the baby figured out soon too. I agree with you on that."

"We can't agree on a name though."

"We'll find a name to agree on, and I think it'll be sooner than later. We always get things figured out. It's not like we just won't have a name for him."

"I know. We'll find the name eventually."