Raw: November 9, 2009

"Guess who I'm facing tonight." Ted tells me.

"David Hart Smith?" I ask.

"No."

"MVP?"

"No."

"Christian?"

"No."

"Undertaker?"

"No."

"Punk?"

"No. He's on our Survivor Series team."

"Kofi? That's my last guess. I'm not guessing all night."

"No. I'm facing Miz, and he's bringing Kelly. I was going to bring Cody, but he can't do much to stop Kelly from interfering."

"And I'm still injured." Maryse adds.

"Are you saying you need a woman's assistance?" I ask.

"Yes." Ted gives me a pleading look. "Will you help me?"

"I have an idea. You still have Cody go, so Eve will be easy to convince to go. I'll go too. It shouldn't be hard to convince Randy to go as well, which means the Druid Squad or whatever they are will be outmatched."

"This works."

"What works?" Randy asks as he walks in.

"Me, Cody, Eve, and you go with Ted to his match tonight, so Miz, Kelly, and the rest of them are outmatched." I explain.

"What if I don't want to go?"

"Then don't go, Randy."

"What if I don't want you to go?"

"Get over it, babe. I'm going."

"Someone's feisty." Cody comments as he and Eve enter. "Who pissed Rissa off this time?"

"Shut up, Rhodes, or I will beat the shit out of you again like I did during training. I haven't been pissed off…yet."

"Rissa!" Eve says. "Don't threaten my boyfriend!"

"Eve, no offense, but I listen to no one."

"You listen to me." Randy comments.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You listen to me sometimes."

"When?"

"When we're in bed, I am always the dominant one and…"

"Shut up!"

"I always thought she'd be the dominant one…" Ted laughs. "No offense, Randal. Marissa just has that kind of personality, even if she's with you."

"I can see why." Randy smirks. "But she's the only one who calls me that."

"Fine…Randal."

I sneak out of the room as Ted and Randy start to argue. I was bored and felt like pestering someone. I walk down the hallway towards Catering. When I get there, I see the Bella Twins and sit with them.

"Hey, girl." Brie says to me.

"Hey, Brie, Nikki." I respond.

"What are you up to?" Nikki asks me.

"Oh, you know. Sneaking away while Ted and Randy argue." I shrug.

"Ha! That's funny."

"And they didn't notice?" Brie questions.

"Not that I know of."

"What if Randy comes after you?"

"Then we go hide somewhere. I'm in a mood to mess with him after what he said, so I wanna make him take time to look now."

"What'd he say?"

"Doesn't matter, I'll leave it at it was a bit personal."

Nikki points behind me. "We should hide then."

We run to the regular Divas locker-room. We shut the door behind us.

"What if he figures out we're here?" Brie asks.

"I get to have fun with him." I smirk. "He deserves to get messed with a little."

"Oh...Rissa." Nikki shakes her head.

Someone knocks on the door. I look through the peephole. It's Randy. Nikki moves past me and opens the door.

"Is my girlfriend here?" Randy asks.

"Nope." Nikki says as she does her best to block Randy's view.

"Do you know where she is?"

"Nope. Ask Brie."

"Brie?"

"I don't know where she is Randy." Brie answers as I sneak closer to the door.

"Oh." Randy sees me as I go to leave. "I think I know."

I rushed out the door. Randy runs after me. I end up tripping. Randy sits next to my fallen form.

"Nice fall there. Wasn't it?" Randy comments with a smirk.

"Maybe…" I mutter.

"I think you owe me an explanation for running off."

"I figured you deserved to be messed with a little after you outed what we do in bed like that."

Randy laughs. "Sorry about that. You're crazy, and I think it's sexy."

"Did you just say my craziness is sexy?"

"I did."

"You're strange, Mr. Orton. I like it."

"I like you." Randy lays on the floor with me.

"I like myself too."

Randy rolls his eyes and starts kissing my lips.

"Why are we still on the floor?" I ask between kisses.

"I don't know…" Randy answers. "But Ted's match has already started, so I have succeeded in keeping you back here."

"Randy! I told Ted I would help!"

"Don't worry. I told him you probably weren't coming back to help."

"You are such a jerk sometimes. You're lucky that I can't help but love you."

"I am a lovable man."

CM Punk walks towards us and chuckles as he sees Randy and me on the ground. "I love your guys' weirdness."

"We love you too, Punk."

Punk laughs and walks away.

"You might be able to still beat up on Kelly." Randy tells me. "I know that's what you were supposed to do."

I nod as I stand up. "Would you want to join me in guerilla?"

Randy stands up as well. "Let's go."

We watch the match from the guerilla. Ted wins, but Kelly attacks Eve. Kelly then gives Cody a low blow as Miz attacks Ted. I ran down to the ring and hit Kelly with a Thesz Press. Randy runs behind me and attacks Miz. Kofi then runs down to the ring. I am still beating on Kelly, and Randy is beating on Miz.

Kofi pulls me off of Kelly. I turn around and slap him. He just rolls his eyes and goes after Randy. It's funny that he thinks we'll just let him beat on Randy. I glance at Ted and Cody. Ted and Cody get up and attack Kofi. Mark Henry and MVP run down to the ring. MVP goes to help Kofi while Mark looks at Eve and me in a menacing manner.

"Eve…" I whisper. "We need to get to the back."

Eve exits the ring. I go to leave behind her, but Mark grabs my arm.

"I'm just gonna go." I try to walk away.

Mark lifts me up over his shoulder. I'm paralyzed with fear. I close my eyes expecting a World's Strongest Slam or something. I feel myself fall, but I never hit the ground. I feel someone wrap their arms around me. I open my eyes. Randy had attacked Mark and caught me. Ted and Cody started beating on Mark. I rush to get out of the ring.

The boys knock Mark unconscious and roll out of the ring. I wait on them at the bottom of the ramp. Randy grabs me and kisses me. I keep close to him as I'm still shaken up about how close I'd gotten to being on the receiving end of a World's Strongest Slam from Mark Henry. I knew there were some men in this company that I could take on, but Mark was definitely not one of those men. We all made it backstage, and things definitely felt tense.

As we exited guerilla, Randy turned to everyone else. "I need some privacy for a while. See you guys later."

Randy split off from the rest of the group, leaving the rest of us concerned.

"Who wants to take it this time?" Cody asks.

"I got it. Give me a little bit to have a private conversation with him. We're sharing a car and hotel room, so I can't really give him much privacy. I'll let you know how it goes." I follow Randy down the hall.

It takes me a few minutes, but I catch up to Randy as he's unlocking the door to the locker-room.

"Are you gonna be mad I followed you down here?" I ask.

"No, I expected you to. When I asked for privacy, I didn't mean privacy from you." Randy unlocks the door and walks in. "Are you okay?"

I follow Randy and close the door behind us. "I will be. I'm a bit shaken up, but things could've been way worse."

"I feel like I need to punch something because I'm so pissed."

"That's probably not the best idea." I walk over to Randy and kiss his cheek. "Let's just try to cool off until you can get your hands on Mark and head to the hotel."