Chapter 10: Seperation Pt. 1

Normal POV; Sunday afternoon

"Ready to head back to work babe?" asked Amanda with a smirk as she kept her eyes on the road, the airport appearing in the near distance as the sun above them began to set.

"Maybe . . ." Randy answered her with a small sigh as he continued to look out at the area surrounding them through his passenger side window. "But I would have felt a lot better if you would have let me drive your Camaro to the airport instead of you doing it yourself."

"My Camaro, my rules," Amanda answered him with a shrug as she kept both her hands on the wheel. "You'll get your chance eventually Mr. Viper."

"But I already let you drive my Bentley . . ." argued Randy as he turned to his mate with a playful pout on his face. "Isn't that enough to let me drive your Camaro?"

"You only let me drive your Bentley once, and that was to make sure you wouldn't crash the car when you were going through one of your anger episodes during the last winter season." countered Amanda as shook her head. "Since you weren't even in the right state of mind that night, I don't count that time. . . So we're technically still on a clean slate when it comes to driving each other's cars babe."

"I hate it when you get all technical with me . . . it makes my head hurt." Randy said sarcastically as Amanda turned off on the exit that led to the airport.

"You'll get over it babe," said Amanda with a chuckle as she continued to look forward. "Maybe the cabin pressure will do you some good."

"Yeah . . . I doubt it," said Randy as he shook his head. ". . . I can't believe I have to spend the next two weeks away from you . . ."

"Aw . . . miss me already baby?" Amanda asked in a childish tone as she drove through the airport's entrance. "It's only going to be for two weeks Randy . . . Once the Revenge Tour is over, you can get on a flight back here to St. Louis and back to me. We'll only be separated for a little while."

"I know that . . . but this is going to be the longest time we'll be separated from each other since our relationship started." muttered Randy, saying the last part under his breath as Amanda drove them toward the main terminal. Unfortunately for him, his mate easily heard his last sentence.

"Randy . . . it's usually the girl that suffers from the separation issues in the relationship, not the guy," Amanda told him bluntly as she drove up the ramp that led to the terminal's departure section. "Just relax . . . everything is going to be okay alright?"

"I know I know . . ." said Randy as he let out a chuckle. "With you being pregnant and all, I guess I'm just worried that something will happen to you while I'm away."

"Let's hope that never happens, for both of our sakes," said Amanda as she pulled up by the curb of the terminal's departure hall. "But if anything does happen, I'm sure someone in our family will call you immediately to tell you what's happened."

"That's so reassuring . . ." said Randy with a smirk as he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. He walked over to the Camaro's trunk and popped it open with ease. He grabbed his duffel bag and his suitcase out of the trunk and closed the trunk with a thud, turning around to see Amanda watching him with a small smirk on her face. "No kiss goodbye?"

"Oh . . . you wanted one?" asked Amanda in mock shock as Randy wrapped his free hand around her waist. "I had no idea . . ."

"Oh you're funny . . ." Randy said sarcastically as he leaned his head down to hers. "Make it a good one babe . . . I won't be seeing you for two weeks after all."

"I know, I know . . ." said Amanda with a smirk as she leaned up to him. She lightly pecked his lips before leaning in for a deep kiss, one that saw the two wrapping themselves in each other's arms as they continued their kiss, which lasted until the sounds of cameras flashing got their attention. The two slowly broke away and turned around to see a few teenage fans still snapping away with their cameras and cell phones. One dark look from Randy was enough to scare the teens away and back to their respective families.

"Damn those kids . . ." muttered Randy as he continued to watch them as they ran off. "Don't they know it's rude to intrude on others' personal business?"

"C'mon . . . you probably would miss your flight if we continued making out here on the road," said Amanda with a smirk as she checked her watch. "You need to get moving anyway . . . your flight is supposed to leave in an hour remember?"

"Right, right . . ." said Randy as he let out a small breath. "I'll see you once the tour's over alright babe?"

"Sure thing . . ." answered Amanda as she pecked him on the lips. "Have fun, and don't let Batista get to you. I don't want to hear about you getting into a fistfight with that demon from the others, okay?"

"I'll try. . ." said Randy with a smirk as he grabbed his bags from the ground. He pecked his mate's lips one last time before walking over to the airport entrance. He turned back around just in time to see Amanda already in her car waving goodbye at him. He waved back at her with a small smile on his face before watching her drive off back toward the highway. He then turned back around and took a deep breath, knowing very well that he'll be without his mate for the next two weeks.

Next day; 45 minutes before Monday Night Raw

Randy walked through the backstage entrance of the arena to see it already filled with bustling activity. He soaked it all in as he checked in at the security desk and then began walking toward Evolution's locker room, ready to get his night over with considering who he had to specifically work with tonight.

"Hey Randy!" called Alicia as she appeared from the curtain area and ran over to him. "Do you have a minute?"

"Uh . . . I got some time. What's up?" asked the Viper as he hoisted his duffle bag over his shoulder.

"Monica and Amanda's birthday is on May 31, and that's less than three weeks away," said the shape-shifter as she let out a small breath. "Do you have anything planned for that day so far?"

"Not yet . . ." said Randy as he shook his head, inwardly cursing himself for not realizing that the twins' birthday was so close. He seriously was going to have to start gift shopping soon or else the twins will definitely have his head. "Do you have anything planned yet for them?"

"Since the twins' birthday falls on a Saturday, the others and I are planning to throw them a party back in good old St. Louis," explained Alicia as she crossed her arms. "Wade already promised me that he'll keep Monica distracted that day until the time of the party. I just need you to do the same thing with Amanda. Don't let her know a thing. Don't even think about it if you can."

"Done," Randy answered her with a nod of his head. "How's the party planning going anyway?"

"It's been going smoothly so far," answered Alicia as she let out a small whistle. "But some of us may come up to you or Wade these next few days with questions on what the twins' like or don't like. . . Amanda and Monica both have a bit of a picky side to them, so we want to make sure the party's just right so that they won't be complaining about it afterward."

"Fine by me," said Randy as he did a small shrug. "I'll answer any questions you and the others may have."

"Good . . . I'll see you later." said Alicia as she began to run down toward the catering room. Randy watched her till she was out of sight before continuing on to his destination. He walked through a few hallways till he reached the door that had the word 'Evolution' on it. Batista's scent already surrounded the door, signaling that he was probably inside already, which Randy wasn't really too thrilled about. Randy let out a deep breath before grabbing the doorknob. He opened the door and walked in to see Batista dressed for business as he fiddled with his cufflinks, the Animal not even noticing the Viper's presence as he walked into the room. Batista didn't notice Randy at all till he smelled the Viper's scent beginning to linger within the room. He turned around to come face to face with him, instantly grimacing when he caught sight of him.

"I knew I smelled something bad once I got a good whiff of the air . . ." grumbled Batista as he continued to fiddle with his cufflinks.

"Hmm . . . you're not so bad yourself demon . . ." grumbled Randy as he dropped his duffle bag on the leather couch. "I smelled your stench all around the door outside."

"I was hoping it would scare you away," Batista said sarcastically as he began to fiddle with his shoes. "I guess I just have to try harder next time."

"Yeah . . . like your pitiful stench could bug me." said Randy as Hunter walked into the room dressed in a suit and with a garment bag in hand.

"Well . . . I see you two have at least managed some form of conversation," said Hunter as he walked over to Randy and handed him the garment bag. "This is for you . . . you got to wear it for tonight's opening segment."

"Oh good! A suit!" said Randy, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he took the garment bag. He took up his wrestling trunks and ran into the bathroom at vampire speed, coming out a mere two minutes later dressed in the suit that was given to him.

"What's next boss?" asked Batista as he crossed his arms, his stare going straight to Hunter as the other vampire checked his phone.

"Well . . . we're going to leave the arena for a little bit," answered Hunter as he put his phone away. "The opening segment will have the Shield come out to address the crowd first. Once they see us arrive to the arena in our limo, they'll come backstage to attack us, and that will be that for the segment."

"Do we get to have some retribution later in the night?" asked Randy with an eyebrow raised as he put a hand in his pocket.

"Well . . . I will announce during our segment later that we'll face the Shield in a rematch at Payback and the Shield will try to ambush us again . . ." said Hunter as the three walked into the hallway. "This will all lead up to Batista here challenging Reigns to a one on one match later in the night, that you and me would be interfering with Randy."

"And let me guess, the Hounds of Justice will stand tall at the end of the show?" asked Batista as they turned at the corner to head for the parking lot.

"Yep; that's about it," said Hunter with a shrug. "Hey! At least you guys get to change after this opening segment, so you won't have to stay in the suits for long."

"Oh great . . ." said Batista and Randy in unison, which made them suddenly look at each other in slight shock before turning away.

"See, reuniting Evolution was good for you two. You're even thinking alike now, like twins." said Hunter with a chuckle as the three turned the corner and walked into another hallway.

"Please don't you ever say that again . . ." grumbled Batista as he shook his head at Hunter. "Me and Orton becoming friends is as likely as pigs growing wings."

"I guess 'Manda was right. I'll never understand you two," said Hunter as the three walked into the indoor parking lot. "No matter how much I try."

"Wait a second . . . where the hell is 'Manda anyway?" asked Batista as the three walked over to their waiting limo. "Come to think of it, I don't even smell a whiff of her scent on you Orton. What happened? Did she finally come to her senses and decided to ditch your ass?"

"Dave . . ." said Hunter in a warning tone as Randy sent him a pissed glare. "If you want to know, 'Manda was given permission to take the next two weeks off from work."

"Oh . . . so that's why there's been no sign of her all day," muttered Batista as the three reached the car. "And since she's taking time off for the next two weeks, then that means she's skipping the Revenge Tour as well . . . Aw . . . the little Viper is going to be without his precious mate for that long? Sucks to be you huh Randy?"

"Uh uh . . . I don't want any bickering between the two of you during work hours, you hear me?" asked Hunter as he shot the two a warning look, cutting off Randy before he even had a chance to speak his mind. "Now get in the damn limo before I have to kick you both in."

"Yes sir . . ." Batista said grumpily as he got into the car. Before Randy could go in after him, Hunter stopped him with a well-placed hand to his shoulder.

"Try not to let Batista get to you alright?" asked Hunter as he narrowed his eyes at the still pissed looking Viper. "I don't want to call up 'Manda to tell her you two got into another fight."

"You're not the only one who's told me that . . ." said Randy as he let a deep breath. "But with the way Batista acts, can you blame me?"

"I can easily hear you two you know!" called Batista from inside the limo. "My hearing is just that good."

"Of course it is . . ." said Randy with a roll of his eyes as he got into the vehicle, followed by Hunter who was inwardly pleading that the limo ride wouldn't end in a fist fight between his two young stable-mates.

Amanda's POV

"Amanda, what's been happening on Raw so far?" asks Sam as she and Elaine walk out from my kitchen, each of them with a glass of water in hand.

"Only the opening segment . . . Evolution got ambushed by the Shield, that's all . . ." I say with a shrug as the screen went to commercial. Even though, I wanted to stay back here in St. Louis to learn from my fellow female vampires, but watching Raw go on without me just now did sting a little.

"Did Randy appear to get hurt in anyway?" asks Elaine as she sits down next to me on the couch.

"Oh Elaine . . . you know a simple, staged ambushed isn't enough to hurt your rough and tough son, you know," says Sam with a smirk as she sits down on the recliner. "Knowing him, he's probably on his way back to his locker room dusting himself off . . . he may even be chuckling the incident off for all I know."

"You're right," says Elaine with a small shrug. "But can you blame me for worrying? He's my son after all!"

"I guess worrying is a big part of motherhood after all huh?" I ask sheepishly as I turn back to the TV to see that the first match was just about to begin.

"You got that right," says Sam with a smirk. "You can never stop worrying when it comes to your kids. . . . Trust me."

"Tell me 'Manda, how have you been dealing with the pregnancy symptoms so far?" asks Elaine as she eyes me keenly.

"Well . . . the abdominal pains have died down a bit, but the morning sickness has still been going strong," I tell them with a deep breath. ". . . But with me only being close to a month and a half along, I'm just getting into the woodwork of the pregnancy huh?"

"Yep . . . the abdominal pains and the vomiting are just the tip of the iceberg," says Elaine as she takes a sip of her water. "Us female vampires go through plenty of symptoms when we're pregnant, some that are similar to the human females when they're pregnant, and some that are unique to our kind."

"Like what?" I ask curiously as I weave my fingers together. "What are these unique symptoms you speak?"

"Well, for starters, our craving for blood starts to get a bit crazy as the pregnancy progresses. . ." says Sam as she shoots me a sheepish look.

"How crazy are we talking about?" I ask with an eyebrow raised.

"Well . . . I don't mean unstable crazy, like I'm going to tear into anything that contains blood crazy . . . When I say crazy, I mean we begin to crave blood more than we usual would," she tells me with a shrug as she finishes the last of her water. "For example, you may have craved blood only once every two weeks, but now that you're pregnant, you may crave blood like . . . once every week or once every few days give or take."

"Well then . . . looks like I'm going to have to pack more blood bags than usual before I travel," I say with a sheepish chuckle as I combed my fingers through my hair. "Is that it when it comes to my blood intake during pregnancy?"

"There is this one other thing you should know about," says Elaine as she looks at me unsurely. "Some pregnant female vampires tend to crave a specific kind of blood, whether it's animal blood, human blood, supernatural blood, or even vampire blood."

"Really . . . some female vampires even develop cravings for specific kinds of blood?" I ask in slight shock as I raise an eyebrow.

"Yep . . . you can even use me as an example," says Sam as she raises her hand. "When I was pregnant with Alanna, I developed a craving for animal blood, specifically deer and bear blood."

"So you went out hunting deer and bears just to satisfy your craving?" I ask bluntly as I shot her a narrow eyed look.

"Yep . . . early in my pregnancy when my bump wasn't showing, I would hunt for bears and deer outside of St. Louis every once in a while. Of course, Randy was weary about me hunting for bears while pregnant, but I always had either my dad or his dad with me when I hunted, just to back me up," says Sam with a small shrug. ". . . Once I got into the later stages of pregnancy, I stuck with hunting deer. There much easier to handle compared to bears when you're seven months pregnant you know?"

"I actually wouldn't know . . ." I say reluctantly as I shake my head. ". . . Considering Randy hasn't taken me out to my first hunt yet."

"He hasn't?" Elaine asks me in shock as her eyes widened in surprise. "He hasn't taken you out hunting yet?"

"Nope . . . Randy has only given me blood bags to drink from ever since I woke up from my transformation months ago. I haven't been on my first hunt yet." I tell them with a shrug as I turned to watch the match on TV.

"That boy . . . well hopefully he takes you out on your first hunt soon," says Elaine as she shakes her head. "The first hunt is major milestone in a vampire's life. My son is doing you an injustice by not taking you out on your first hunt. . . . I wonder why he hasn't done it yet."

"A major milestone huh?" I ask curiously as I let out a small whistle. "If you don't mind me asking Elaine, what was Randy's first hunt like? I'm curious."

"Oh . . . it was something," Elaine tells me with a chuckle as a thoughtful look came across her face. "We took Randy out on his first hunt when he was just thirteen years old. After we left Nate and Becky over at their babysitter's house, Bob and I took Randy out to the woods west of the city for his first animal hunt. After telling Randy a few basic rules on how a vampire should hunt, we basically set him free. . ."

"Wait a minute . . . you let the little Viper run wild in the woods in order to hunt for his meal?" I ask wide eyed as Elaine looks at me with a smirk.

"Yep . . ." she tells me proudly as she nods her head. "In order to have a successful hunt, you have to trust your instincts. On that night, we were teaching Randy how to trust his instincts in order to hunt successfully. . . The rest he had to learn on his own."

"I see . . . how did he do?" I ask, now completely interested in Elaine's story.

"Well . . . he managed to snag three deer successfully, but unfortunately, he got too greedy for his own good," says Elaine as she shook her head. "When he went after a fourth deer, he encountered two pumas that were going after the same animal."

"Oh crap!" exclaims Sam, her expression showing me how interested she was in the story. "What happened next? What happened next Elaine?"

"Bob and I managed to scare the pumas off, but one of them managed to swipe at Randy's back before we were able to reach them," says Elaine as she lets out a loud sigh. "The cuts weren't too deep and it healed within the next few hours, but Randy thought his hunt was a failure just because of the puma landing a hit on him. He doesn't like to talk about it that much."

"I always asked him what his first hunt was like when we were still together, but he never gave me a solid answer. He always avoided telling me the answer or tried to distract me, so I eventually just dropped the topic," mutters Sam as she brought a hand underneath her chin. ". . . And after hearing your story Elaine, I now know why Randy never gave me the answer I wanted."

"He never mentioned his first hunt to me at all . . ." I say with a shake of my head. "This could be the reason why he has never taken me on my first hunt yet."

"He probably doesn't want the same thing that happened to him happen to you." says Elaine as a small smile came across her face. "Aw . . . isn't he caring?"

"Protective, but caring . . ." I concede in agreement as I did a small shrug, just as my cell phone began to ring in my pocket. "I better take this. It's probably him."

"Tell him we said hi!" I hear Sam say as I take my phone out of my pocket before getting out of my seat.

"Will do . . ." I say with a smirk as I walk down the hall to my room, Randy's name blaring at me from my phone's screen.

Randy's POV

"C'mon babe, pick up . . ." I mumble into the phone's receiver as I paced around the locker room. I was the only one in the room at the moment, and after going through a hellish limo ride with Batista, I just wanted to talk to 'Manda so I could forget about the whole ordeal.

"Hello? Babe, are you there?" I hear her say as I let out a deep breath, relieved that she finally answered her phone. "Babe . . . can you hear me?"

"I can hear you loud and clear 'Manda . . ." I tell her as I let a small smirk come across my face as I sat down on the couch. "Did you see the opening segment tonight?"

"Oh I saw it alright . . ." she tells me, a small chuckle evident in her tone. "After seeing what happened to you three as soon as you got out of that limo, I'm glad I didn't come in for work today."

"Yeah . . . it wouldn't be a good environment for you at all. Matter of fact, I would probably lose my mind if Reigns, Rollins, or Ambrose hurt you in any way." I tell her with a sigh as I rubbed my free hand against my chin.

"Well . . . good to know your overprotective instincts are going on strong despite the fact that I'm not even there," she tells me sarcastically as I resist the urge to let out a small chuckle. "So . . . since you've decided to call me while Raw is still being filmed, I'm guessing something ticked you off at work. Was it Batista?"

"You know me so well babe . . ." I tell her with a sigh as I leaned back into the chair. "As you saw on TV, I had to ride in a freaking limo with the bastard . . . we argued for most of the duration."

"And when you mean 'most', do you mean that you were also this close to clocking Dave right in the side of his thick skull?" she asks me knowingly.

"Again . . . you know me so well . . ." I conceded in defeat as I checked the laces on my boots.

"Hey . . . I am your soul mate after all," she tells me with a chuckle, one that I was happy to hear. "Um . . . where are you exactly right now? Is Batista in the room with you?"

"Thankfully no . . ." I tell her as I get back onto my feet. "He's currently down in catering at the moment. I have to go meet him and Hunter for our segment in a few minutes."

"Well then . . . I better leave you to it," she tells me as I started to walk around the room. "Before I hang up, can I ask you something babe?"

"Sure thing babe . . ." I say with a shrug. "Ask away?"

"Okay . . . why haven't you taken me on my first hunt yet?"

"Oh yeah . . . your first hunt . . ." I say in slight shock as I go through the question in my head. "Uh, about that . . . I uh . . . Your first hunt . . . uh . . ."

"Randy . . . your mom told me." she tells me bluntly as I leaned back against the bare wall.

"Told you about what?" I ask her questioningly as I raise an eyebrow.

"She told me about your first hunt." she tells me bluntly as my eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh . . . she did, didn't she?" I ask breathlessly as I heard a pair of footsteps approaching the door.

"Yep . . . and I think I have a pretty good idea why you haven't taken me out on my first hunt yet," she tells me, the slight hint of annoyance evident in her tone as I hear one of the stagehands calling me out for my segment. "You better get moving or else you'll be late . . . We can talk about this later if you want."

"Thank you . . ." I tell her as I let out a relieved breath. "And I promise you I will explain why I haven't taken you out hunting yet. I swear."

"You better . . . Have fun" she tells me in a matter of fact tone before hanging up from her end. . . . Yeah, I have a feeling I'm in for a long night.

What to do Randy? What to do?

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