TLC: December 13, 2009

"I can't believe you two." I tell Michelle and John. "Why do you walk into another person's hotel room when they're clearly busy and don't answer when you knock?"

"We didn't think you guys were awake." Michelle tells me.

"How? We're loud. Everyone always tells Randy and I that we're loud."

"Apparently not today." John mumbles.

"Don't ever do that again. Knock and don't walk in unless you get an answer."

"Trust me, we won't. We were traumatized this morning too."

"Glad to know we're on the same page. I'm gonna go find Randy. See you during our match, Michelle." I walk away and find Randy and Sheamus.

"Hey." I walk up before I kiss Randy's cheek. "Are you guys ready to win your matches tonight?"

"Hell yeah." Randy smiles and kisses my forehead.

"Me too." Sheamus looks at me. "What about you, Marissa?"

"I am." I shrug. "Sorry that I have to beat up your girlfriend though."

"Meh, we broke up. I'm rooting for you tonight."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know."

"Don't be. Emily is a tramp."

I laugh. "I've never heard you call someone a tramp."

"She is. Kick her ass tonight, Marissa."

"I will."

"Rissa…" Randy pulls me closer to him. "I love you."

"Love you too. Do the thing and finish things with Kane tonight."

"Believe me, I'm gonna do the right thing and make sure things are finished."

"Good luck with that. A lot of us are rooting for you tonight." Sheamus pats Randy on the shoulder before checking the time. "I need to go. See you two around. I'll be watching both of your matches."

Randy and I nod as Sheamus walks away.

Randy keeps a tight arm around me. "You need to be more focused on things other than my match tonight."

"I am. I'm gonna win my match, then go talk to Creative with the girls, and after that, watch your match when you finish this."

"Sounds good, good luck talking to Creative after your match. I know it's been stressing you out."

I nod. "Thanks, good luck in your match."

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 Palatka, Florida, Michelle McCool!"

Michelle and Emily stare at each other as my song hits.

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…

"And their opponent, from Saint Louis, Missouri, the WWE Women's Champion, Marissa!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Michelle and I stare at each other. Emily goes to double Clothesline us, but we both duck to avoid Emily. I nod at Michelle. We hit Emily with Clotheslines at the same time. I hit Emily with the Chaotic Ending. Michelle then picks up Emily and hits her with the Faithbreaker. We share a look and roll Emily out of the ring.

Michelle and I look at each other in understanding for a moment. Michelle and I lock up. I lock in a Sleeper Hold. Michelle gets me off of her, so she can escape. I go for a Clothesline, but Michelle dodges and hits me with a Big Boot. Michelle pins me.

1...2...kickout!

I hit Michelle with a Right Hand. I then go for a Superkick, but she grabs my foot to stop me. I kick her with my other foot. I hit her with the Picture Perfect. I pin Michelle.

1...2...kickout!

We get up, but Michelle rolls me into a Cradle.

1...2…

Emily breaks the pin. I roll off to the side of the ring. Michelle goes for a Big Boot, but Emily dodges and hits her with a Brogue Kick. I then get up and hit the Chaotic Ending. I pin Emily.

1...2...3!

"Here is your winner, and STILL the WWE Women's Champion, Marissa!"

I grab my championship and hold it up, but then everything goes black.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Michelle asks as she helps me steady myself. "Do we need to hold off for now?"

I shake my head. "No, we're still going. I'm not pushing this back. I'll handle that bitch another day."

Eve rolls her eyes. "I can't believe Mickie had the nerve to attack you after your match."

"I'm not surprised." I turn to see Randy rushing over to check on me. "Hey, handsome."

Randy cups my face. "Are you alright?"

I nod. "I'm fine. I'm just pissed at Mickie. Don't worry about me. Focus on Kane."

"Okay, just needed to check." Randy kisses me. "Are you still going to talk to Creative?"

"Yeah, I'm going."

"Good luck, sweetheart."

"Thanks." I look at the rest of the girls. "Let's go."

Eve, Maryse, Michelle, and I walk down the hallway in silence. I knew we were all ready to do this, but none of us were sure if we were going to get what we wanted out of this. We stopped and exchanged looks as we stood outside the door of the office for Creative.

"I got this." I knock on the door.

We hear people talking and moving around in the room. Finally, the door opens.

A man, who I know is named Robert, stands on the other side. "Ladies, it's always a pleasure. How can I help you?"

"Robert, it's nice to see you too." I responded. "You see my girls and I have something we need to discuss with Creative. May we come in?"

Robert's facial expression changed, showing he knew what this was about, but he remained polite with us. "Of course, come in."

I exchanged glances with my three best friends as we followed Robert into the office. Michelle closed the door behind us after we were all in there.

"Eve Torres, Michelle McCool, Maryse Ouellet, and Marissa McMahon are here to discuss something with us." Robert tells the rest of Creative as we all sit down at the table. "Ladies, what are we here to discuss?"

"Well, we want to discuss this plan to split up the Divas of Domination. I know I have brought it up before, but none of us are agreeing with this decision." I explained. "We want to discuss this and see if you guys are willing to change your minds."

"Plenty of teams are split up when they don't want to be." A woman spoke up.

"As quickly as we are getting split up? That's doubtful." Eve responds. "You're killing a group that's going well with no issues whatsoever."

"We know what we're doing. This is our job."

"None of us said that any of you don't know what you're doing." Maryse places a folder on the table. "But we've also gathered the evidence of how successful the Divas of Domination are. This shows the ratings of our segments and matches, which are very high, and our merchandise sales, which are some of the highest in the company right now. We think these things need to be considered, as well as the fact that no one in this group wants to split."

"You do realize we've already split Michelle from the group, right?"

"Believe me, we know, but it's not like I wasn't forced to go along with it." Michelle retorts. "I never wanted to be split. Plus, we could make it work for me to rejoin."

"No, the answer is no. Marissa, you've already discussed this once, and things didn't change. We don't appreciate your attempt to force our hand by bringing the other three with you. The answer is no and will not change. Please get out of our office."

The four of us walk out of the office without saying a word and start walking down the hall together.

"We are so going above Creative for this." I mutter.

I stood in guerilla to watch Randy's match against Kane. I was anxious about this match, but I trusted Randy to pull through all this and finish things with Kane tonight.

John glances at me. "Are you okay?"

I give John a confused look. "Why wouldn't I be okay?"

"Well, between Creative telling you no and Randy wrestling against Kane right now, I was unsure if you were okay."

"I'm fine. Thanks. I have a plan still when it comes to my situation with Creative, and I believe Randy can win this match."

"I hope that plan works out. Creative obviously won't budge so easily."

I roll my eyes. "No kidding, I know I have pissed Creative off, but I'm not ready to give up on this. I'll find a way to get things to budge."

"I know you're not the only one. Michelle and I have been discussing it too."

"Yeah, I know Maryse and Eve feel that way too."

"That's good. So do you know what Randy plans on doing after taking care of Kane?"

"Well, he'll probably be doing similar to you and going after an opportunity to wrestle for the WWE Championship again."

"That's about what I expected. What about you though? What are you going to focus on outside of saving your group?"

I shrug. "Defending my Women's Championship against whoever is next, and teaching Mickie a lesson after the way she attacked me after my match earlier."

John chuckles. "That sounds about right."

We both look at the monitor as Randy hits Kane with an RKO before backing up into the corner of the ring. Randy catches Kane with a Punt Kick before pinning him.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner, Randy Orton!"

I let out a sigh of relief. "I think it's done."

John nods in agreement. "It looks like it is."

Randy rolls out of the ring and starts heading up the ramp. I keep my eyes on the monitor, watching to make sure Kane doesn't get up and still try to go after Randy. Randy makes it backstage, and I immediately rush over to him.

Randy pulls me to him. "It's done."

I lean on Randy as he messes with my hair. "I'm so glad it is."