Raw: November 2, 2009

I walk into Randy's locker-room. "So Kane once again isn't here supposedly. I've got both of our scripts. I'm not wrestling, but I'm managing Eve and announcing my match for Survivor Series. You are supposed to start with a match against Kofi, but it will get turned into a Six Man Tag Team match after Cody and Ted get involved. It'll be you three against Kofi, MVP, and Mark Henry. We've also got a segment together."

"Sounds like a plan." Randy takes his script from me before giving me a confused look. "Did you say we have a segment together?

"I did."

"That's odd. They haven't given us a segment together in a minute. Why would they…" Randy flips through his script. "Oh."

I nod. "Yeah."

"So they can put us in a segment together to acknowledge what Kane did at Bragging Rights, but they can't let me get my hands on him. He's been hiding ever since then. I'm so pissed."

"Yeah, I know you're pissed. You're not very good at hiding that."

"You can't blame me for feeling like this about this whole situation." Randy sits on the couch.

"I don't blame you. I'm not doing much better honestly." I sit next to Randy on the couch. "You're letting him get to you though. He's in your head, Randy. We both know it. I know Kane and his threats and attacks already had you stressed out, but ever since what happened at Bragging Rights, I feel like you've been going insane over it. This is exactly what Kane wants, Randy. He wants to be in your head and under your skin. Attacking you and threatening me right after at Bragging Rights was Kane making a move to get to you mentally. He's playing mind games with you, if not both of us. You can't let him keep getting to you like this."

"I don't know how to not let him. I can't stop worrying about when he'll show up next, if he'll come after you yet again. I'm going crazy about this."

"I get it. I really do. I'm sick of constantly having my head on a swivel, being concerned he could come after me at any time. It's what he wants though. I don't want to give him what he wants. Plus, I keep having concerns about your well-being because after what you did at Bragging Rights, it's clear you're going to have Cody and Ted watch over me instead of helping you."

"I just wanted to look out for you."

"I know, but just tell me next time. Seriously though, Randy, let's try not to worry as much as we have been, even if it's just this week. We're two days out from our six month anniversary, five days out from being maid of honor and best man at Michelle and John's wedding, and six days out from celebrating Ted's birthday. Can you at least give me that?"

"I'll try my best to." Randy kisses my forehead.

"Good, also, I think you should let me manage you tonight."

"You want to manage me tonight? Why?"

"I'm not doing much. I don't have a match. I'm just scheduled to manage Eve and cut a promo after her match and to film a segment with you. Plus, since Cody and Ted are going to be teaming with you tonight, how are they supposed to be babysitting me if I'm not there?"

"For the last time, it wasn't babysitting."

"It kinda felt like it though. Seriously, just let me manage you tonight please."

"Okay, but promise me that you'll be careful."

"I will." I look at the time. "I also gotta go. Eve's match is soon. I promise I'll be back soon though since we've got stuff to do. Love you."

"Love you too, Rissa."

All the ladies tell the fellas

We can do what they can do

We can do it even better in broken heels…

"And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Marissa, from Denver, Colorado, Eve Torres!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eve locks up with her opponent, Layla. This match was made to continue with mine and Michelle's storyline to begin the split of the Divas of Domination, which I still hadn't gotten the chance to discuss with Creative.

Layla was going to join forces with Michelle tonight. Then I will challenge Michelle to a Five on Five Traditional Survivor Series Tag Team match at the Survivor Series pay-per-view.

Eve hits Layla with a Clothesline. Eve then goes for a Moonsault, but Layla moves out of the way making Eve miss and hit the ground hard. Layla goes to pin Eve.

1...2...kickout!

Layla pulls Eve up, but Eve catches Layla with a Dropkick and hits a DDT. Eve then hits a successful Moonsault this time and goes for a pin.

1...2...3!

"Here is your winner, Eve Torres!"

I go to celebrate with Eve, but Michelle blindsides me from behind as Layla tries to do the same to Eve. Eve, however, throws Layla into the barricade and runs to help me. Michelle sees this and runs up the ramp, dragging Layla with her as I get up.

I grab a microphone. "Woah, Michelle, wait just a second here. I have something to say. If you want to pick fights with me and attack me, then we need to settle the score. Luckily for me, I saw something like this happening from you, so I took matters into my own hands. You see, Michelle, earlier tonight, I spoke with tonight's guest hosts, Ozzy and Sharon Osbourne, and got a match made. Your team will face mine at Survivor Series in the traditional Five on Five Elimination Tag Team match, and, believe me, I'll do everything in my power to win. You can't even be mad about it. We get to choose our teams. You gather a team to your liking. I'll gather mine, and we'll finish this at Survivor Series."

"You're on." Michelle responds as she glares at me.

I meet up with Ted and Cody just outside of Legacy's locker-room to film our segment. "Is he still in his bad mood?"

Cody shakes his head. "Yep."

"I feel like we've tried everything." Ted sighs. "Nothing seems to be able to put Randy in even a remotely better mood."

"Let me try. I'll give it a shot." I tell both men.

"You're going to try to get Randy in a better mood, how?"

"There's some things I can do for Randy that you two can't. Granted I understand why Randy is in such a bad mood, I want to see if what I can do will help."

"Are you sure about this?" Cody asks with concern.

"I'm certain. You two just need to be ready for later tonight, got it?"

Ted and Cody nod in understanding before walking down the hall. I slowly walk into the locker-room as I knock on the door. Randy is frantically pacing around as he's in a bad mood.

I close the door behind. "Sitting down might do you some good, Randy."

Randy stops pacing and looks at me. "Where's Ted and Cody?"

"I sent them off to go make sure they're ready for later tonight. I was hoping you and I could talk."

"If you were anyone else, I would not be happy about that." Randy sighs as he sits down. "What do you want to talk about?"

"You, I'm a bit concerned about you. Ever since Bragging Rights, you've been in such a bad mood. I'm a bit concerned."

"Have you seen everything I've gone through since Bragging Rights? John Cena took the WWE Championship from me! Kofi Kingston ran his mouth about me and vandalized my car! And Kane…don't even get me started on Kane! That son of a bitch!"

"I've seen it all. Kane attacked you and pretty much threatened me. I'm not happy either, but if you're worried about all three of these things at one time, what will you be able to accomplish? Right now, you can't go after the WWE Championship, and we don't know where Kane is at. You have a match against Kofi Kingston tonight though. Let's focus on that. Beat him tonight and beat his team at Survivor Series. You'll be able to take care of all of this anyway. You're Randy Orton, the Legend Killer, the Viper. You're the greatest Superstar in this company. I know you can do it." I sit on Randy's lap. "Let's focus on tonight. You've clearly gotten real tense over all this."

Randy pulled me closer. "I think tense is an understatement. You're right though. I will get my revenge on everyone who wronged me and take back my WWE Championship."

"Now we're talking. And if you need to find another outlet to release tension while you're biding your time to take care of all this…" I run my hand down Randy's chest. "I think I've got a couple ideas to help you with that."

Randy leans in closer so our foreheads are touching. "I think that might be a wonderful idea."

"And we're done. Good job, guys." The cameraman tells us before leaving.

"I think we need to film segments together more often." Randy whispers.

I smile. "I definitely wouldn't mind."

I sit next to Randy on the couch. "You guys may have lost tonight but you still did well in your match. You'll bounce back from this."

"I know, at least Kane didn't show up. Are you ready for Wednesday?" Randy asks me.

"I can't be ready for Wednesday if I don't know what we're doing."

Randy wraps his arms around me as we lay on the couch. "Nice try, but I'm still not telling you."

"Damn it."

"Nice try though, Rissa."

I cuddle into him. "You should tell me."

"I'm not telling you the plans for Wednesday, but I'll tell you that you've got a nice ass."

I playfully smack him. "Randy…"

"I'm not telling."

"Fine, whatever then."

"Nice to see that you understand now, but I must say you're really making me feel a certain kind of way."

"No sex right now, but we are alone right now…" I play with the hem of his shirt.

"Works for me." Randy rolls us over so I'm on top of him.

We start kissing. Randy lets out a quiet satisfied noise. He holds me so close that our bodies are practically pressing up against each other.

"I love you." I whisper.

"Love you too." Randy continues to kiss me

Randy holds me close to him as Chelle and John walk in. They look at us curiously. I lay my head on Randy as I feel myself blush.

Michelle raises an eyebrow. "Did we interrupt?"

"You guess." Randy narrows his eyes. "I think it's obvious."

"Sorry." John mutters.

"You better be. I was enjoying what we were doing."

I turn to look at Michelle and John. "I was too, actually. Could you guys give us some privacy for a while? I would like to go back to what we had been doing."

Michelle looks at me with confusion. "You are kicking us out so you can make out with Randy?"

"I sure am. Could you guys please give us some privacy?"

Randy laughs. "Yeah, guys, get out. I'm gonna make out with Rissa."

I smile at Randy as John and Michelle leave. "We need to kick people out more often."