SmackDown Filming: November 17, 2009

"I still can't walk quite right." I frown. "Damn Randy and his sexual abilities."

Michelle laughs at me. "This is why I love being with John. He still makes sure I can walk fine."

"Well, John and you aren't as interesting as Randy and me. Maybe it's because you two are married now."

"Do you ever think you and Randy could get married?"

I remain quiet for a moment. "Maybe, but definitely not anytime soon. We have only been together for six months and have not discussed marriage very much at all."

Michelle sends me a small smile before changing into her ring gear as she has a match tonight. "Do you think it'll be sooner than John and I took since you and Randy have known each other for fifteen years already?"

"I'm sure it will be, but it's too soon for me to worry about marriage for sure."

"Okay, John and I are thinking about getting our own locker-room."

"Randy and I are too."

"If you two do, you'd be all over each other in there."

"That's kind of the point. We are sick of getting interrupted."

"Fair enough "

I check the time. "I think it's about time I go find him. See you later."

I found Randy in Catering by himself. I walk over and sit with him.

"Still not walking quite right." Randy comments with a smirk.

"No thanks to you, asshole." I mutter.

"I heard that, and I warned you before it was done."

"Oh, shut up." I jokingly roll my eyes.

"We both know you saying that won't make me shut up."

"Trust me though. I can make it happen."

"How?"

I grab him and kiss his lips. I go to release the kiss, but he pulls me back over and slips his tongue into my mouth. As we continue to kiss, Mickie walks past us.

"Not PG at all." Mickie loudly comments.

Before I can say anything to Mickie, Randy looks at her with his "Viper Glare".

"Oh please." Randy sneers at Mickie. "You're jealous of Marissa. That's all."

"I'm not jealous of her." Mickie responds as she crosses her arms.

"Yeah you are. You're jealous that she's dating me. You're jealous that the woman who mentored both of you, Trish Stratus, liked Marissa way better. You're jealous that she's a champion. You're just jealous that she's more successful in this company in general."

"I'm…I'm not jealous!"

"Really, Mickie? You're not good at hiding it."

"Ugh!" Mickie walks away as she's flustered.

Randy turns to me. "I was quiet...until she started talking."

"I'll give you credit for that. Let's go somewhere more private."

"I like the sound of that."

Randy pulls me into an empty locker-room. I get pushed onto a couch that just happens to be there.

Randy starts to kiss me. "I got the locker-room for just us. We get it after Survivor Series."

"Great." I respond as I kiss him back.

"But I can't wait that long to do this."

Randy roams down to my neck. I let out a small groan. He gets on top of me and starts to kiss me hard and rough. I let out another groan. He takes his shirt off and pulls mine off of me.

"I want to." Randy gives me a knowing look. "Do you?"

I look at him in confusion. "What happened to not here?"

"This isn't in a locker-room that also belongs to someone else. I locked the door."

Without warning, Randy starts to unbutton his pants.

"I guess we shouldn't have an issue then." I whisper.

That was all for Randy to need. He strips me of my skirt. I end up on the couch with him naked within a matter of minutes. Randy pulls out a condom.

Eve looks at me as I make it to guerilla. "There you are. I almost thought you weren't gonna make it. Is everything alright?"

I nod, trying to not make it obvious what I'd been doing with Randy. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just lost track of time. Had to rush down here."

"Oh, okay." Eve reaches over and messes with my hair. "A few pieces of your hair got messed up."

"Thanks."

She looks good to me

She has everything I want

Everything I need…

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

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eve locks up with her opponent, Natalya. Eve performs an Arm Drag on Natalya. Natalya gets up and slaps Eve. Natalya then leans over the ropes and looks at me.

"I am coming after your title!" Natalya yells.

"Go ahead! I know I can beat you!" I yell back.

Eve rolls Natalya into a Cradle.

1...2...3!

"Here is your winner, Eve Torres!"

Eve rolls out of the ring, and we stumble up the ramp. Natalya glares at us as I help Eve get her balance. I wave at Natalya before Eve and I head backstage.

Eve and I greet a few people that are in guerilla before heading towards the locker-rooms.

"Are you sure you're doing alright?" Eve asks with concern.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I give Eve a questioning look.

"You just seem like you have a lot on your mind. That's all."

I shrug. "I'm just thinking about Survivor Series this Sunday. That's all. Nothing is wrong."

"Okay, I believe this is where we split off. I've gotta get out of my gear, and I know you gotta go find Randy. See you Sunday."

"See you Sunday."

Eve walks into the Divas of Domination locker-room while I continue down the hall. She was right. I did have things on my mind.

For starters, I was at a point that I wanted to put an end to this drama with Mickie. I have no intentions on being civil with her but I was sick of her always stirring up drama when Randy had even made it clear there was no reason to.

However, that was not the only thing on my mind. What was also on my mind was the fact that John and Michelle's wedding had stirred up so much discussion about marriage for everyone else. Between Randy mentioning us getting married one day at the wedding and Michelle asking me if I thought I would marry Randy, I was going through a weird time with it crossing my mind, but I was trying to get it out of my mind. It didn't need to be worried about now. Randy and I had a long way to go before then.