Raw: November 16, 2009

"I'm back…" Michelle sings.

"And better than ever…" I sing.

"The two of you can be such weirdos." Randy mutters.

"I'll forget you ever said that about me if you can tell me whose theme that was."

"Eric Bischoff, duh, I worked with him longer than you did."

"You mean Eric Bitchoff." John comments as he rolls his eyes.

"He liked me. It's not my problem that he didn't like you, John."

"I know."

"I'm gonna go. Come on, Rissa."

I follow Randy out the door, and he drags me to his locker-room and locks the door. He sits me on the couch.

"Why do I have the feeling you brought me in here so we can make out in private?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"Because that's exactly why I brought you in here." Randy answers.

"No surprise there."

Randy presses his lips onto mine. I wrap my arms around him. I feel him slip his tongue in to kiss me. He continues to kiss me, and I just happen to look down and see that Randy is a bit excited from making out. I chuckle.

"Someone's gotten a bit excited right now…" I whisper in Randy's ear.

"Can't help that while around you…" Randy whispers back. "You make me think very inappropriate things."

"Like what?"

Randy pulls me close to him. "Things we can't do here even though they won't be around for a while. We could just do what we can do without feeling guilty when caught when they show up."

"You mean you want to make out with me. Which we were already doing."

"Yeah, why did we stop?"

"I don't know."

Randy kisses me again, but we soon hear a knock on the door. Randy sighs, stops kissing me, and opens the door.

"You ruin everything, Ted." Randy comments.

"Why do you always blame and not Cody?" Ted asks as he and Cody walk in.

"You're easier to pick on."

Cody sits on the couch and hands me some popcorn he'd brought with him. We smirk at each other as the other two continue arguing. Maryse and Eve suddenly walk in. Eve sits with me and Cody while Maryse walks over to Ted and grabs his arm.

"Babe," Maryse gives Ted a serious look. "Randy picks on you because you let him."

"That's not true." Ted responds, clearly offended.

I look at the time. "As entertaining as this is, I gotta go. It's time to go talk to Creative. You guys have fun while I'm gone."

I walked into John's locker-room after having my discussion with the Creative team as that locker-room was where the girls wanted to meet up to discuss this.

"So…how'd it go?" Michelle asks as I close the door behind me.

I shrug. "It went."

"What do you mean by it went?" Maryse gives me a confused look.

"They weren't upset with me, and they listened to all my points. However, they just told me that they'd reconsider their decision to split us up so soon."

"They'd reconsider? That's all?" Eve rolls her eyes. "That's dumb."

"I mean it's better than being immediately told no, isn't it?"

"It's better if they actually do reconsider it. They may have just said that to shut you up."

"Well, I won't shut up without a fight. I'll keep pushing until I get something here."

"We know that, but this doesn't sound all that good to be honest with you, Marissa."

I nod. "I know. I'll keep trying though. I promise."

"You can always let us come along too." Maryse adds.

"You know why I don't want you three to do that."

"And you know we are willing to go anyway." Michelle gives me a serious look. "We've respected your wishes, but if the first try doesn't get you anywhere, we're going with you next time. I'll see you later. Gotta go see Layla to talk about your match tonight."

"Okay." I respond as Michelle exits the locker-room.

Maryse smiles at me. "We trust you, but sometimes, it takes more than one of us to get something done."

"I know that, but if you guys get heat for this, I'll feel responsible for it."

"You won't be though." Eve tells me. "We all made our own choices. We want to help you change the Creative team's mind if we can. The Divas of Domination is something all four of us take pride in. We're willing to fight for it."

"I understand. I hope you guys know how much I appreciate you."

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 is a Divas match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Saint Louis, Missouri, the WWE Women's Champion, Marissa!"

You're not enough for me (Oh no no)

Just another man in love with me (Just another man ooh)

Gotta open up your eyes and see (hey, hey Oh well)

You're not enough for me (oh no)...

"And her opponent, from Miami, Florida, being accompanied to the ring by Michelle McCool, Layla!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Layla immediately hits me with a Clothesline. I fall to the ground. She lifts me up by my neck and goes for the Layout, but I manage to escape from her and hit a RKO. I grab her legs and lock in the Sharpshooter, but Michelle, unnoticed by the referee, manages to pull Layla to the ropes. Layla rolls out of the ring. I perform a Suicide Dive on both of my off-screen friends.

I pull Layla back into the ring. She goes to slap me, but I block her and hit her with a Chaotic Ending. I pin Layla.

1...2...3!

"Here is your winner, Marissa!"

Michelle McCool runs into the ring to attack me, and Layla helps her. Eve runs down to help me. She attacks Layla to make it me versus Michelle.

Beth Phoenix, Jillian Hall, and Alicia Fox run down to the ring as to help Michelle. They go to help her attack me.

Melina, Gail, and the final member of my Survivor Series team, Maria run down to help. An all out brawl between our teams breakout. It is chaotic. Some of the Divas are brawling in the crowd, like Maria and Beth. Melina and Alicia's brawl has ended up backstage. Eve and Layla are brawling on the announce table. Michelle and I stare each other down in the ring. We brawl with each other, punches and kicks flying everywhere. Eventually, Michelle rolls out of the ring and runs backstage. Then, Mark Henry's song hits and he starts walking towards the ring with his eyes set on me. I would run, but I see all five members of Randy's Survivor Series team creep up behind him.

Mark starts climbing into the ring. "You're not getting away this time."

Punk is the first person to go after Mark. This distracts him enough for Regal to be able to pull me out of the ring and pass me over to Randy. Randy grips onto me.

"Are you okay?" Randy asks worriedly.

"I'm fine." I answer as I give Randy a reassuring look.

Regal slips into the ring to help Punk with Henry. Then, we look up to see Kofi, R-Truth, MVP, and Christian running down to the ring. Randy looks at me before running in to help with the opposing team with Ted and Cody following suit. The two teams have an all out brawl themselves. I watch on. Randy's team sends everyone except Mark Henry out of the ring. Mark gets pummeled by Legacy.

Once they're done with Mark, Randy holds the ropes and motions for me to enter the ring. I don't understand why, but I entered the ring.

"You should slap him." Randy tells me with a smirk.

"You want me to slap him? What happened to stay away from Mark Henry?" I ask, confused.

"Mark won't be able to touch you, and I personally believe he deserves a slap from the beautifully stunning Marissa McMahon. What do you think?"

"I might have to do that actually, Randal."

Randy goes to walk towards Mark and his Legacy teammates, but he stops right behind me and grabs my ass. "Randal? I'm gonna get you for that one later."

"We're on live television."

"I forgot for a second." Randy looks at Ted and Cody. "Hold him, boys."

They hold him up for me. I smirk before slapping Mark across the face. Ted and Cody follow Punk and Regal out of the ring. Randy holds the ropes for me to follow, but he grabs me after he exits the ring and kisses me passionately.

"I love you." Randy whispers to me.

"I love you too." I whisper back.