Chapter 7: A Bad Gut Feeling

Randy's POV; one month after WrestleMania

"Babe, how many days are left before we head off for the Revenge Tour?" as I check my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

"We have eight more days before we have to jet off to Glasgow for the first stop on the tour," Amanda tells me as she walks into the room with a tired look on her face. "A good week and a half of doing shows in the U.K. and Ireland . . . who knows how much sleep will get."

"We're vampires babe . . . it won't be that bad for us," I say with a small smirk as I turn to her. "Those days will just breeze by in an instant."

"If you say so . . ." she tells me with a scowl on her face. We had just got back from this week's SmackDown tapings a half hour ago and Amanda's been in a bitter mood since then, as if something's been bothering her all this time. "I've brushed my teeth already . . . I'm going to go to bed now."

"Hold up . . ." I say quickly as I grab her by her wrist and pull her back to me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong . . ." she tells me simply as she looks me in the eye, but I knew that she was only saying that to save face. Something was up with her.

"Amanda . . . you've been acting off ever since we got back here from the SmackDown tapings," I tell her as I give her my best concerned face. "Babe, you can tell me anything, you know that right?"

"Yeah . . . I know," she tells me in defeat as she looks at me apologetically. "And you're right . . . I have been acting off since SmackDown."

"Why is that?" I ask her as I lead her out the bathroom. "What could possibly be wrong?"

"I . . . I have no idea," she tells me with a shrug as we sit on the edge of our bed. "I was feeling fine before we got to the stadium for the tapings, and I felt normal during the tapings. I've just been not feeling like myself since after the shows and I have no idea why."

"Could it have been something you ate?" I ask her curiously.

"Randy, the only thing that's edible that could actually affect me is blood, and I had my last blood bag two days ago. I don't think that's it; it's probably something else." she tells me with a shake of her head.

"Maybe you should just sleep it off," I tell her with a small shrug as I pat the bed. "Maybe a good old night's sleep will do the trick. It's been a good remedy for you in the past."

"Yeah . . . maybe," she tells me as she crawls up into the bed. "You better get moving. The guys are expecting you to go to the bar with them tonight remember?"

"Yeah . . . I know," I tell her as I walk over to my suitcase. "Are you sure you're going to be okay here by yourself?"

"I'll be fine . . ." she tells me with a smirk as she moves the bed sheets out of her way. "You go have fun."

"Are you really sure?" I ask her one last time as I raise an eyebrow. "I can stay here if you want, you know; if you want the company."

"Randy . . . Go," she tells me with a small smile. "You deserve to have some time out with the guys OUTSIDE of the wrestling ring once in a while. Go have some fun. I'll be fine here."

"Alright . . ." I say as I grab my clothes and walk over to her. "But call me if you need anything. I'll be back in an instant once you do."

"Randy . . . Go change, and go have some fun already before I make you go," she tells me with a smirk as she points to the bathroom door. "I'll be fine here."

"Alright . . . but I'm not going to change in the bathroom." I tell her with a smirk as I dropped my clothes on the bed.

"What do you mean by that?" she asks me suspiciously as she narrowed her eyes my way. I let my smirk grow even bigger as I slowly stripped off my shirt, revealing my rock hard abs to her. The stare in her eyes turns from suspicion to arousal as I slowly take off my pants, revealing to her my black boxers as I kicked off the old article of clothing and picked up the clean pair on the bed.

"Like what you see babe?" I ask her with playful smirk as I wiggled my butt at her. "You are pretty lucky to have someone like me as your soul-mate you know."

"Well . . . it does have its' perks," she tells me with a chuckle as I notice her looking me up and down. "But you better get dressed quickly, or else I'll regret making you go hang out with the guys tonight."

"Whatever you say my lady," I say with a chuckle as I put on my pants, and then my shirt. I quickly put on my shoes before grabbing my leather jacket from off a nearby chair. I walk over to 'Manda's side of the bed as I put on my jacket, my face contorting back into that of concern as I put my hands in my pockets. "I hope you feel better in the morning."

"I hope so too . . ." she tells me with a smirk as she dropped her head onto her pillow. "Is this usual for vampires? You know . . . feeling off for no apparent reason."

"I've heard some other vampires go through it, but they're usually rare cases. . . They feel like themselves again after a few hours, maybe it'll be the same for you." I tell her with a small shrug as I let a smirk grace my lips. "Just get some sleep babe."

"I will. Now go, before the others start hunting you down." she tells me with a smirk as she points to the exit.

"Yeah . . . I highly doubt that they'll actually hunt me down." I say with a chuckle, just as a loud knocking sound came from the door.

"RANDY! WE KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! COME OUT, OR ELSE WE'LL BUST DOWN THIS DOOR AND DRAG YOU OUT!" calls Edge as he continued to bang on the wooden door.

"You better go. I don't think the door will handle Adam's knocking any longer." she tells me with a small chuckle as she nudges me forward.

"Alright . . ." I say in defeat as I leaned down and kissed her lips. "I'll see you later babe."

"See ya . . ." I hear her call after me as I head for the door. I open it and walk out the door to see Sheamus, Adam, and Cody all looking at me expectantly, as if they have been waiting for me for a few hours and not for a few minutes.

"Are you finally ready to go man?" Adam asks me with a smirk as he crosses his arms over his chest. "Or do you still need another minute with your mate?"

"I'm ready to go, and you didn't need to bang on the door to get me out of there. I was about to come out anyway before you guys got here." I tell them with a scowl on my face as I started walking to the elevators.

"If you say so laddie," I hear Sheamus call after me as their footsteps begin to ring in my ears. "Anyway, we need to get a move on. The others already went ahead of us."

"So . . . who's driving?" I ask with a smirk as we reach the elevators.

"Do you have your keys on you Randy?" Adam asks me with a smirk on his face as I press the button for the elevator.

"Yeah . . . and you're going to put me on driver duty aren't you?" I ask as I narrow my eyes at him.

"You can consider it as your way of paying us back for making us wait so long." he tells me with a smirk as the elevator doors open up.

"Fine . . ." I say with a smirk as we walked into the elevator cart. "Just don't try to poke your head out the window while I'm driving, okay Wolf Boy?"

"Not cool man, not cool." grumbled Edge as I press the button for the lobby, while Sheamus and Cody try to contain their laughter.

"Whatever you say man," I say with a smirk as I shrug my shoulders. ". . . Whatever you say."

Normal POV; ½ hour later

After driving for a good thirty minutes through the streets of the city's downtown area, Randy and his pals met up with the rest of their group at a trendy bar that was just off the city square. The wrestlers walked into the bar to see it fairly packed, but managed to grab an empty table at the far end of the place.

"Okay . . . who wants to go make the first bar run?" asked John as he pointed to the station where the bar's three bartenders were working at.

"You know what, you guys just stay where you are . . . I'll do it," said Ted as he got back out of his seat. "Besides, I think I can sweet talk one of the girls over there to give me a discount."

"Are you serious Ted?" asked Kofi as he raised an eyebrow at the multi-generation wrestler. "Do you really think you'll get discounted beer from the bartenders over there?"

"Don't question him Kofi . . ." said Randy with a chuckle as Ted walked off to get the drinks. "When it comes to Ted, he knows what to do when it comes to money and discounts . . . trust me."

"That's why it's always good for us to bring him along whenever we go to the bar." said Sheamus as he shot him a thumbs up. "It's definitely a benefit to me."

"Careful Sheamus . . ." said Wade as he shot the Irish superstar a warning glare. "The last time you came back from a bar, Layla made you sleep in the hallway because you were so wasted and smelled like Guinness."

"Yeah . . . I know. I really get carried away sometimes," said Sheamus as he scratched the back of his neck. "I'm amazed I haven't died of alcohol poisoning yet . . . although, alcohol poisoning does sound like a nice alternative compared to the more gruesome, and supernatural, deaths in the world."

"Yeah well . . . I don't have the luxury of getting carried away like the rest of you," said Cody as he shook his head at the group. "I'm completely immune from any alcoholic buzz for the rest of my long existence."

"Yeah . . . but at least you're giving Randy some company in the designated driver department." said John as he pointed to the Viper, who looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

"Yeah . . . you can help me get these drunkards back to the cars once the night is over." said Randy with a shake of his head as he cracked his knuckles.

"Great . . . . Remind me again why vampires can't get drunk." said Cody with a scowl on his face as he turned to the older vampire.

"It's just the way we were made man, it's just the way we were made . . ." said Randy with a shrug as he spotted Ted walking over to them with all of their drinks balanced on a tray. "Hey Ted . . . you got the drinks already?"

"Yep . . . And of course, I got it on a discount." said Ted as he put the tray on the middle of the table. "Drink up boys because there is more where that came from."

"Nice Ted . . ." said Adam as he grabbed a bottle from the tray. "Oh . . . by the way Randy, how is Amanda feeling. . . I couldn't help but overhear you two earlier, sorry."

"She says she's been feeling a little off since the tapings ended earlier, but I think she'll be fine come morning." answered the Viper as he grabbed a bottle from off the try and brought it to his lips.

"Hmm . . . I wonder what's wrong. . . ." muttered Edge as he took a big swig from his drink.

"I wonder that too . . . . But I don't think Amanda would want me to dwell on that now. She says I should have fun tonight." said Randy as he took another swig of beer from his bottle.

"And you should . . ." said Edge as he patted him on the back. "You should have fun drinking with your wrestling buddies while mentally preparing yourself with the task of trying to get our eventually drunk asses back to the hotel later."

"Well . . . . When you put it that way, I guess I have no choice then do I?" asked Randy as he tapped his fingers along the table top.

"No you don't," said Edge as he raised his glass into the air. "Let's have some fun tonight boys!"

"HERE HERE!" cried everyone else in unison as they raised their drinks to toast the night, but as soon as everyone went back to their drinking, Randy's thoughts went back to his mate, concern still dotting his mind as he thought about her current condition.

Amanda's POV; the next morning

"Mm . . ." I grumble to myself as I felt the full impact of the sickening pain in my stomach as I slowly opened my eyes. The gray clouds in the sky matched my mood perfectly as I slowly turned around in the sheets. I ended up looking straight into Randy's concerned gaze, as if he knew I've been suffering with gut pain for the past few hours.

"Babe . . . Are you okay?" he asks me unsurely as he slowly wrapped an arm around my waist. "I've been listening to you moan in your sleep for the past few hours now, and it wasn't the good kind of moaning, if you know what I mean. . . Is everything alright baby?"

"Not really . . . I think trying to sleep it off made it worse," I say with a scowl on my face. "When did you get back here?"

"Around four this morning . . . I heard your moans as soon as I walked into the room. I couldn't get you to wake up to see if you were okay, so I just laid here patiently till you woke up on your own." he tells me as he pulls me into his chest.

"Oh . . . I'm sorry for keeping you up all night. . ." I say with a sheepish look on my face as I pecked his cheek. "I hope I didn't worry you too much. You must be tired after the night you probably had."

"It's okay . . ." he tells me with a small shrug as a smirk appeared across his face. "I didn't mind not sleeping for the past few hours. Besides, I got to use that time to think a bit."

"Think?" I ask as I raise an eyebrow. "About what?"

"About how lucky I am to have you in my life . . ." he tells me as he stared at me intently. "Just think . . . I was this close to losing you a few weeks ago to a deranged vampire."

"But you didn't . . ." I tell him with as small smile on my face as I placed a hand on his cheek. "If it wasn't for you, I would have been six feet down in a hole in a cemetery somewhere in St. Louis having you and basically all our friends and family visiting my gravesite whenever they can. . . It's because of you that I'm alive today, and you have no idea how thankful I am to you for that."

"I think I have an idea . . ." Randy tells me with a thoughtful look on his face as I feel his other arm snake around my waist. "But like I said before . . . I'm freaking lucky to have you in my life."

"Of course you are . . . who else would put up with your attitude night and day besides your family members?" I ask with a chuckle as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Well that was uncalled for . . ." he tells me with a pout as I peck his chin. "That was a very mean thing for you to say . . ."

"What can I say . . . I'm not me without my sarcasm," I say with a chuckle as I rested my head on his shoulder. "But you still love me any-"

"Babe, what's wrong?" Randy asks me as I suddenly cut myself off, the pain in my gut getting to me again as I felt the need to vomit start to grow. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine . . ." I tell him as I bring a hand to my mouth. "But I'll be even better once I puke my guts out."

I don't give Randy the chance to respond as I break out of his grip and jump out of bed to head straight to the bathroom. As soon as I run into the room, I head straight for the toilet and bend over it, letting my mouth puke out the remnants of last night's dinner straight into the bowl.

"Babe?" I hear Randy call to me as his footsteps come into the room. His footsteps come closer to me as I continue to puke my guts out, which was something I was hoping he would never see me do in all of my immortal life.

Not right now Randy. Can't you see I'm puking my guts out? I ask him telepathically as I continue to vomit up my bile.

"I can see that babe . . ." I hear him whisper to me as I feel my hair being pulled back. "I'm just making sure if you are alright or not . . . I think your vomiting has answered that question for me."

Yeah . . . but I don't know why I'm vomiting. The food I ate yesterday was pretty well cooked to me. I say in my defense as the vomiting finally stops. I look up to see Randy holding a towel out to me and I take it from him gratefully before wiping my mouth. "What the hell could be wrong with me?"

"I don't know what to say babe . . ." Randy tells me with a sigh as he sits down next to me. "Vampires getting sick isn't a usual thing in the vampire community. The closest vampires get to being sick is when female vampires are . . ."

"Are?" I ask as I Randy trails off in thought. "Are what? When female vampires are what Randy?"

"When female vampires . . . When female vampires are pregnant babe." Randy tells me in slight shock as he turns to me. "That's the closest to being sick a vampire will ever be under normal circumstances."

"No way . . ." I say under my breath as I looked down at my stomach. "I . . . I could possibly be pregnant? Do . . . do you think that's the case Randy?"

"I have no idea . . . I wasn't really around that much during the first few months when Sam was pregnant with Alanna, so I'm not really sure what to say when it comes to that," Randy tells me with a shake of his head as he stands back up on his feet. "Get ready . . ."

"Get ready?" I ask with an eyebrow raised as he helped me up onto my feet. "For what babe?"

"We're going to go visit someone . . ." he tells me simply as he heads for the door. ". . . Someone who may actually know what's going on with you or not."

Randy walks out the room without saying another word, leaving me to get ready for the day by myself. After a half hour of freshening up and changing clothes, I walk out of the bathroom to see Randy already dressed to go out. I wait for another ten minutes as he brushes his teeth, while making sure not to puke on myself the entire time. Once he was ready, he took me by the hand and led me out of our suite. We took the elevator down to the second floor, which was home to most of the rooms that the production crew and medical team were staying at . . . which I instantly raised an eyebrow at.

"You're taking me to the trainer aren't you?" I ask as I narrowed my eyes at the steely eyed Viper, who continued to look forward.

"Doc Amann is one of the best medical physicians in sports entertainment for a reason babe," he tells me with a smirk as we stop at a door. "He covers all medical fields, human and supernatural. If anyone could figure out what's going on with you, it's him. . . . Don't you trust me babe?"

"I trust you babe . . ." I say with a small smirk as he knocked on the door. "I just want to figure out what's wrong with me."

"And we'll find out soon . . ." Randy tells me assuredly as we hear footsteps coming our way. "Just be patient."

"I'm usually telling you that . . ." I say with a smirk as the doors open up to reveal the WWE's senior physician. "Hi Dr. Amann!"

"Hi K.O! Hey Randy! What can I help you two with?" asks the doctor as he leans against his door.

"Yeah . . . we have a bit of a medical problem on our hands Doc," says Randy as he scratches the back of his neck. "Amanda here has been feeling a lot of pain in her gut and she just started vomiting an hour ago . . . We think she may be pregnant, but we're not too sure."

"I see . . ." says Amann as he shakes his head. "But haven't you seen vampire pregnancy symptoms before Randy? You do have a child of your own after all."

"I know, but I wasn't really around during the first few months of Sam's pregnancy, so I'm kinda out of the loop on that." Randy tells him as he puts his fee hand in his pocket. "Can you help us out?"

"Sure thing," he tells us as he gestures to his room. "Why don't you two come inside so I can give you a pregnancy test K.O.?"

"Why do I have the feeling it's not going to be a simple pregnancy test?" I ask as my bad gut feeling starts to bug me again.

"Because it's not . . ." says the good doctor as he walks into the suite. "Shut the door after you come inside will ya?"

"Are you ready?" Randy asks me with a small smirk as he gestures to the room.

"Ready to see if I actually have a little baby growing in me?" I ask with a chuckle as I start walk into the room. "Of course I am."

I hear Randy let out a small chuckle as I walk further into the suite, the door closing with a loud click as Randy closes it behind us. In the next few minutes, I was going to see if I was going to end up being a future mother . . . or suffering from some terrible disease that's new to the vampire race.

. . . I'm hoping for the first choice.

Will Randy and Amanda be expecting a baby, or is the Anaconda suffering from some mysterious disease? We'll see in the next chapter.

BTW, vampire pregnancies are a little different compared to human pregnancies in this story . . . and considering vampires being pregnant is not a usual thing in the usual mythology and legends, I'm going to have a little fun describing a vampire pregnancy in my own way. XD

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