Author's Note:

Here is Chapter Two guys! I want to thank those who reviewed and favorited this story! I also apologize for the lack of Randy, but he probably won't be in the story for another few chapters. I want to set up the rest of the story before he awakes from his coma, because when he does he will become the main character. I like to split my story up because I feel like for me as a writer it is easier to make the transitions that way, but if you feel like it is too confusing please let me know and I will change it in future chapters. Also to clear anything up, Evan & The Orton family are in St. Louis while the other group is in North Carolina. Anyway, on to the story! Hope you enjoy!

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The Walking WWE

Evan gripped Sam's hand harder as he noticed she was beginning to cry. He understood the mother and her daughter were in pain and he wanted to stop so they could comprehend the situation, but they couldn't afford to waste time. He has already had to kill three of those zombie looking creatures which cost them time because he did not want Alanna to see him do it. He would find a place for her to hide while he committed murder and after he hide the body he would retrieve her. If she noticed the blood on his clothing, and he was fairly certain she has, she didn't question him which he was thankful for. Evan didn't have a destination after the hospital in mind, but he did not want to think about that right now. His only goal was to get the family of the man he put into a coma out of the hospital safely. He didn't think they would want to stay with him any longer. He wouldn't have blame them if they decided to go their separate way. Between carrying Alanna and having to keep looking back to check on Sam they weren't making very much progress or moving very fast and this worried him. As they approached the end of the hallway, he had a decision to make; left or right? Without taking much time to think he took the left and regretted it as soon as he finished turning the corner. Standing a few feet ahead was a group of 5 walkers all nibbling on someone who used to be a nurse. Ironic huh? She devoted her life to helping people, and those same patients ate her. He removed his grip from Sam's hand so he could cover Alanna's mouth, but he was too late. She already let out the shrill that attracted the attention of the cannibal creatures. Letting out a sigh he placed his hand on the small of Sam's back pushing her just enough so she could gain the ability to move her feet and run. He didn't reach for her hand this time so he was surprised when he felt her hand intertwine with his pulling him along into one of the rooms. Sam shut and locked the door behind them sliding down against the wall with her knees pulled up to her chest. Feeling Alanna struggle under his hold he placed her down and she joined her mother against the wall.

"Sorry," Sam whispered as she brought her glare up to Evan. She hadn't noticed how small he was before, which made him taking down their attackers more impressive. "I'm tired and I need to rest." Evan replied with a nod of his head and went over to the opposite wall before taking a seat himself. He noticed Sam was staring, she wasn't trying to be sly about it and brought his glaze down to the floor. "You're filthy," Sam spoke as she admired the young man. He was covered in blood and the plain white t-shirt he was wearing was torn in several places from where Alanna had gripped him too tight. For the most part, his jeans were in fair condition, apart from a tear here or there. Sam looked down at her own appearance and noticed she wasn't in as nearly the same condition as Evan. She had a few blood spots scattered on the upper half of her body but the jeans she was wearing were in perfect condition. She switched her gaze to her daughter who's only blood came from what her tiny dress collected from Evan as her was holding her.

Evan looked back up to Sam as he gave her a small grimace. He got up from his position on the floor and made his way to the sink, which as he expected, didn't work. He let out a sigh as he looked down at his shirt and jumped when he felt someone touch his shoulder. "Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," Sam said as a small smile formed on her face. "I just found these in the closet over there and thought you could use them." She pulled some wipes out of her pocket and placed them into his hands.

"Thank you," Evan replied as he took the wipes from her hands. He made his way over to other side of the room and removed his shirt feeling uncomfortable undressing in front of the Orton family. When he finished cleaning himself he made his way over to the mother and her daughter finding Alanna asleep. He knew they needed to get going but he didn't want to wake the young girl. Convincing himself it was okay for them to rest, he reoccupied his space on the opposite wall, staring blankly at the wall and twirling a loose strand of his shirt around his rough fingers. Evan didn't have to look up to know Sam sat next to him; he could feel her body heat. "How is she?" He asked without looking up.

"She's doing okay... Thanks to you." Sam paused for a brief moment before adding another thank you and placing a soft hand gently on his shoulder. "My husband," tears filled her eyes before she could finish and her hand on Evan's shoulder was replaced by her forehead when she began crying into his shoulder. Unsure of where the line was drawn when comforting another man's wife, Evan went with his better judgement of not rubbing the woman's hair but rather her back.

"Will he be okay?" Evan finished not waiting for her reply before speaking again. "Honestly, I don't know. The barricade will hold, but for how long I don't know." Evan was unsure of how long the two sat there in silence before Sam spoke again.

"Randy, were you friends with him?" She stuttered behind her tears. "I mean why else would you visit him as often as you do?"

Evan thought to himself before answering the question. The two weren't really friends, but he couldn't tell her he was the reason he was in the coma. Not when he made a promise to himself to protect them. "Yeah," he reluctantly lied avoiding eye contact with Sam. Before she could speak again he nodded over to her daughter. "Since she's asleep you should too. You could use it." Sam smiled at him in agreement before vacating the space next to Evan and cuddling up to her daughter. Evan however, wasn't planning on sleeping anytime soon.

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Mike wasn't sure why he even decided to go looking, let alone know what he was looking for. He should have just gotten into his rental and driven to the hotel, but his curiosity got the best of him. As he looked back he could no longer see his rental, however he knew he was still in the parking garage. He jumped when he heard the faint sound of a car alarm going off the distance, surprised by the fact his group wasn't alone. Unsure of what to do he made his way over to the vehicle confused when he saw no one was there. He aimed the flashlight over towards the license plate and saw that the car had North Carolina plates. In the distance he could hear shuffling and moaning coming towards him and when he turned he was met with a group of what he believed to be zombies coming towards him. Not wasting any time Mike took off in the opposite direction running back towards what he believed to be the direction of his fiancée and rental. After running longer than he remembered Mike had to stop to catch his breathe. He pulled his cellphone out of his pocket hoping to contact his fiancée but there was no signal. Mike let out a sigh as he saw he was no longer being followed by those beasts but his moment of relief was quickly over when he heard the screams of three young woman in the distance.

Back at the rental, Maryse and the Bellas were surrounded. In the backseat Nikki had her head tucked into her sister Brie's shoulders while Maryse was searching the glove compartment for anything that could be of use. "Nothing," she muttered as she ran her hair through her blonde locks in frustration stopping when her gaze caught her engagement ring. Fumbling through her purse, she finally came across what she was looking for; her cellphone. "Shit," she said with more exasperation than anger when she discovered it didn't work.

"What?" Nikki asked as she brought her gaze toward the French Canadian, releasing her grip on her sister as she did so.

"There's no service." Maryse could hear crying from the backseat, which she assumed belonged to Nikki because Brie has remained strong for her sister the whole time. After receiving an unpleasant glare from Maryse, the silent Bella took her sister into her arms and began rubbing her hair. Maryse knew it wasn't the time for envy, but she couldn't help but be jealous of the two sisters behind her. At least when they died they would be with their other half. She had no idea where Mike was or if he was even alive. She didn't have much time to settle in her jealousy, however because the girls let out another echoed scream when they heard a gunshot.

All the girls had covered their eyes and ears so when there was a knock on the window Maryse frantically opened the door hoping to see her fiancée only to be met with the dark, mysterious eyes of... Jeff Hardy. "You alright?" He questioned as he moved past Maryse to peek into the car, spotting the other two inhabitants.

"Thank god you were here," Nikki cried out as the younger Hardy brother made his way to her door and helped her out of the car. All around her were the lifeless bodies of the undead and Jeff was surprised when Nikki collapsed into his chest and began crying.

"We need to get out of here," Matt spoke up making his presence known for the first time. He was already seated in the driver's seat when Maryse began beating him while holding back tears.

"Not without Mike!" She shouted causing Matt to flinch. Jay ran over to the noise and grabbed Maryse by the shoulders, placing one hand over her mouth trying to muffle her screams.

"Noise attracts them," he spoke softly after receiving death glares from the twins. When he was certain Maryse was finished he released his grip and turned her to face him. "I will go searching for Mike, but if I run into danger I'm abandoning the mission and we leave. Understood?" Maryse didn't agree but she nodded anyway because she knew it would be the only way he would agree to search for Mike.

"I'll go too," Jeff volunteered after Nikki finally let him go. "I'm going to try to bring our car back because this one won't seat all of us."

"I'll stay back with the ladies," Matt spoke as if he had a choice. "Got your gun?" Matt questioned as he pulled his own revolver out of his pocket.

"Yup." And when they received skeptical looks from their female companions Jeff spoke again. "We're from North Carolina. Every one keeps guns in their cars." With that, Matt was left alone with a blonde and two brunettes and Jeff and Jay went searching for Mike.

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They looked so peaceful as they slept, but Evan knew it was time they got back on the move. Reluctantly, he stood up and placed his hand on Sam's shoulder to shake her awake. She jumped when she felt his touch and swung, elbowing him in the nose. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" She spoke quietly when she realized what she had done.

Evan shrugged it off like it was no big deal. "That probably wasn't the best decision on my part," he spoke as he offered her his hand to pull her to her feet. "I think we need to start moving again." He looked down at Alanna as he said this unsure of his next move. Sam noticed his confusion and bent down to wake her daughter.

"Hey sweetie. It's mommy. We need to start moving again." She picked her daughter up into her arms before offering her over to Evan. "I can't run with her. Do you mind?" Evan shook his head, implying his answer was no, before placing the girl onto his back.

"You can hold on tight right?" The girl nodded in response before wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, careful not to choke the man. Reassuring himself that they would be alright, Evan made his way to the door before slowly opening it and peeking his head around the corner. Satisfied with what he saw, Evan motioned for Sam to join him in the darkened hallway. As Alanna's grip tightened around his neck he let out a struggled cough signaling the young girl was choking him.

"I'm sorry," she whispered as her grip loosened once again. Her voice was cracking so Evan knew that she had been crying. He turned towards Sam unsure of what to do. She just motioned for him to continue on, so he did; ignoring the sobs on his shoulder. They traveled in silence for awhile, with Evan leading the way through the hospital when Alanna spoke again. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Evan questioned without turning to look back at the girl.

"For ruining your shirt." Evan couldn't help but chuckle. Here they were in the middle of whatever they're in and the child is worried about his shirt. He always loved the innocence of children. He always planned on having some of his own, but he never met the right woman.

"Don't worry about it kiddo. I have like 30 other white T-shirts." This time it was her turn to laugh.

"Mommy says people only say that so they can wear the same shirt 3 days in a row."

"Your mother is a smart woman," Evan replied looking back and giving Sam a small smile.

"Up ahead," Sam interjected for the first time pointing towards what she believed to be an exit. The grin on her face grew wider as she ran ahead of the young man and her daughter examining the door. "There's light outside," she spoke with a hint of happiness to her voice. Evan gave her a nod signaling it was okay for her to open the door, and so she did.

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"Mike! Mike!" Jay screamed for what felt like the hundredth time. He was unsure of how long it has been since he & Jeff left for their excursion to find the missing man, and he was beginning to have doubts that they would find him alive. "Anything Jeff?"

The rainbow haired warrior shook his head and let out a sigh. "We need to keep looking though. Maryse would kill us if we came back empty handed and that's a death far worse than any zombie attack." So the two men with history continued on their journey to The Hardys' car while simultaneously searching for Mike. The two had a mutual agreement that if they came to the car first they would assume Mike was dead, drive it back to their other comrades, and leave. It wasn't until the car was in their sight that they heard a muffled cry. "Mike?" Jeff asked in a loud whisper.

"Over here," they heard someone shout from over to their left and both men ran off in that direction. When they came across Mike he was sitting in the stairway with his knees brought up to his chest, hugging himself tightly. His clothes had been ripped and splattered with blood. Fearing it was his, Jay asked the only question which seemed reasonable at the time.

"Is it yours?" He asked pointing to the blood splatter on Mike's shirt. "Were you scratched or bitten?" Jay didn't know much about zombies, but he did know that blood contact turned you and the only way to kill them was a headshot.

"No. When I came in here to hide there were a few already here so I killed them and tossed them down the stairs," he replied pointing to the bottom of the steps.

Feeling relieved Jay offered his hand to the seated man who groaned as he put weight onto his left ankle. "I think I sprained it," he replied feeling weak. Jay positioned the man so his arm was around Jay's shoulders before signaling for Jeff to do the same on the other side. They slowly made there way back to the brothers' car, crying tears of happiness when it turned on. When they were safely inside Mike asked the question that was killing him inside. "Maryse? The Bellas? Are they okay?"

"Yeah. They are with my brother waiting for us to return." Since they had a car it didn't take nearly as long to make their way back to the rest of the group. "We found him," Jeff spoke as he got off the car. "He's in the back seat. Be careful with him. His ankle is..."

But before he could finish his sentence Maryse vacated the previous car she occupied to join her fiancée in the other car, placing soft kisses on his lips. "Don't ever leave me again," she whispered softly into his chest so she could feel his heartbeat.

"Now that everyone is accounted for, let's get out of here," Nikki spoke from her spot in the backseat of the rental.

"Agreed," Matt spoke. "I assume Maryse is going to want to ride with Mike in our car, and The Bellas will want to ride together, so Jay you take them in the rental and my brother and I will take our car with Mike and Maryse." Everyone seemed to be alright with this so they all got into their assigned vehicles unaware that outside the garage the same issue was still present.

Author's Note:

Welp there's chapter 2! I hope you all enjoyed! There will be more characters added in the future so let me know who you want to see! Don't forget to leave a review! Have a great day! xx

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