Chapter 11: Separation Pt. 2

Randy's POV; a few days later

"Haven't you idiots learned your lessons yet?" I tell them with a disapproving shake of my head, the half-moon hanging right above our heads as we walked through downtown Dublin. It was the 21st and we had the day off, so Sheamus thought it would be a good idea to go out for some drinks at one of the best bars in town . . . Even though we had to do our last show of the tour tomorrow at the local arena.

"C'mon Randy, don't be such a killjoy!" says Edge with a big grin on his face as we crossed the street. "After the house show tomorrow, we have to fly back to the States to prepare for Raw on Monday. . . And I want to make sure that I have a taste of the local liquor before we leave."

"Does the same go for the rest of you?" I ask with a tired look on my face as I turned to the others. They all shake their heads yes, except for Sheamus, who shoots me a huge grin before turning forward.

"Calm down Randy, we're not going to get drunk," Ted tells me with a nod of his head. "We're just going to have one or two drinks, and then we'll leave. Who would be that stupid enough to get that drunk the day before we have to work?"

"I think I can name a few guys . . ." I say with a smirk as I turned to Edge and Sheamus, who were looking at the bar we were walking up to with huge grins on their faces.

"Well . . . you won't have to worry about me getting drunk," says Cody as he shakes his head. "You can totally depend on me not getting wasted tonight."

"Missing the ability to get drunk huh?" I ask him with a chuckle as we walk up to the bar's door.

"You have no idea . . ." he tells me bluntly as he turns to me. "What's the point of drinking if you can't ever get drunk every once in a while?"

"I have no idea how to answer that . . ." I tell him as we walk inside to see the place already packed with patrons. "Being a naturally born vampire, I can't, and never will be able to, get drunk off alcohol."

"What about blood?" Wade asks me with an eyebrow raised. "Can you get drunk off that?"

"I'm curious to know that too . . ." says John as we walk over to an empty booth that was at the back of the bar, one that was pretty far away from the other booths. "Does your kind actually get drunk off blood?"

"My kind doesn't get drunk off blood . . ." I tell them as we take our seats. "We may take in too much blood, but we never get drunk from it. . . I've heard of some vampires going crazy after ingesting too much blood, but I never heard of them getting drunk from it."

"Crazy? How crazy are we talking about?" Kofi asks me with an eyebrow raised.

"When I say crazy, I mean going on a bloody rampage crazy." I tell them with a shrug.

"Yep, that's crazy . . ." says Edge as he nods his head before turning to Ted. "Alright Ted, the bar is right there in front of you. . . Work your money magic."

"A round of beers coming right up." he tells us in a serious tone of voice as he walks over to the nearest bartender.

"Uh oh laddies . . ." mutters Sheamus as he points to the door. "Guess who just showed up."

"The scent gives me a clue . . ." I tell them with a disgusted look on my face as I sniffed the air. I slowly turned around to see Batista walking toward one of the bartenders. He has a good view of where we're sitting from where he's positioned, but he doesn't even pay us no mind, probably ignoring us as best as he can.

"Out of all the bars in this town, he had to come to this one . . ." grumbles Cody as he shakes his head.

"Oh great . . . should we expect another Animal vs. Batista battle while we're here?" asks Wade as he brushes a hand against his beard.

"I don't think so . . ." I tell them with a shake of my head. "He can easily see us where he's standing, but he's obviously trying not to look at us . . ."

"Avoiding eye contact at all cost huh? Who knew Batista had brains after all?" says Edge with a chuckle as he cracks his knuckles. "As long as Batista doesn't speak to us and we don't speak with him, we should be good for the night."

"Uh . . . try telling that to Ted . . . Batista is heading his way." says Cody as he points over to the Animal, who was indeed walking over to a still oblivious Ted.

"Oh crap . . . the poor kid has no clue who's walking over to him." says Kofi as he shakes his head.

"Any ideas?" asks Sheamus as he looks around the table.

"Let's wait and see what Dave does . . ." I suggest as I narrow my eyes at him. "If he makes a bad move, then we move."

"I like that plan . . ." says Edge as he shakes his head. "Will go with that . . ."

We all kept our eyes on Ted and Batista as they started to speak with each other, the look in Ted's eyes showing that their conversation was a pretty bad one. The bar was very noisy, mostly with drunken guys watching the national soccer team playing on the various TV screens that were strewn across the room, so I only managed to pick up a few words from the two's conversation . . . half of them were Kelly's name.

"Can you hear what they're saying you guys?" I ask the rest of the table as I snuck them a quick look.

"I can only hear as well as you can . . ." grumbles Wade as he shakes his head. 'It's too noisy in here. I can barely hear them, and they're only twenty feet away!"

"Well, that's an Irish pub for ya!" says Sheamus as he lies back in his seat. "We can't help being noisy."

"Well we'll probably learn what they were talking about for ourselves soon, because here's Ted now." says Kofi as he points to Ted. He was wearing a pissed look on his face as he carried our drinks over to us, which definitely means the talks with the Animal was a bad one.

"Are you okay man?" Cody asks him as Ted slams the tray of bottles down onto the table, almost making a few of them tip over in the process. "You don't look so calm right now."

"You wouldn't be looking calm either if you had to listen to that dickwad badmouthing your girlfriend like nobody's business. Ted growls out as he sits down at his seat.

"Was that what you two were talking about the whole time?" asks Sheamus as he raised an eyebrow.

"Hell yeah it was . . ." he tells us as he shakes his head. "And after tonight, I'm going to need a whole lot of drinks if I'm going to forget what he said."

"Ooh that bad huh?" mutters Edge as he reaches for a bottle. "Are you going to do anything about it?"

"What can I do?" he asks us simply as he crosses his arms. "I'm a seer. All I can do is see visions of the future, and I can't even do that at whim."

"You could . . . crap, I got nothing," says Sheamus as he grabbed a bottle from off the tray. "Any of you guys got ideas?"

"Unfortunately, Batista is one of the strongest guys on the roster. Coupled with the fact that he has experience as an MMA fighter, I would be good as toast if I faced off against him in a fight." says Ted as he took a swig of his beer.

"You couldn't be more right on that statement chap. . . ." says Wade as he looked on grimly. "Dave's also a rock demon, so he'll probably smash you under the pavement if he wanted to."

"Like I said: I'm good as toast if I faced off against him in a fight," Ted repeats as he took another swig of his beer. "But enough talk about him, let's move on to something else before I get really depressed."

"Okay then . . . we'll stop talking about Batista, but his smell is starting to linger in this bar, so it'll be hard to completely ignore him," says Edge as he turns to me. "So, moving on to other things, let's start with you Randy . . . I want to ask you something."

"Ask away . . ." I tell him simply as I take a swing of my beer.

"Would Amanda kill you if you didn't get her a gift for her birthday?" he asks me with a knowing look as he weaves his fingers.

"Like she would do that . . ." I say with a small chuckle as I shake my head. "She would not make our unborn child fatherless just because I didn't get her a gift for her birthday. . . Besides, I already got her a gift when we were back in London, so I'm good."

"We're glad to hear that . . ." says Cody as he smirks at me. "We wouldn't want to see your ass kicked all across the room by your mate, especially when she's pregnant . . . Whether human or vampire, pregnant women tend to be . . . emotional."

"You're telling me . . ." I say with a roll of my eyes as I took another swig of beer.

"What about you Wade? Would Monica kill you, or at least kick your ass, if you didn't get her a gift for her birthday?" asks Edge as he turned to his fellow werewolf.

"I'd rather not answer that." Wade quickly told him as he occupied his mouth with beer.

"I'll take that quick answer as I yes," says Edge as he lets out a small chuckle. "I wonder what the girls are doing right now."

"Who knows, but the girls themselves," I say with a shrug as I finish the last of my beer. "Hmm . . . a week and a half long tour really goes by fast doesn't it?"

"You can say that again . . ." mumbles Kofi as he finishes the last of his beer. "But what can we do about it?"

"Are the rest of you laddies ready for another round of booze? Because I am!" says Sheamus as he put his beer back on the tray.

"You ready for another round Ted?" asks Cody as he turns to the still pissed looking Superstar.

"You bet I am . . . but I'm definitely not speaking to Batista again," grumbles Ted as he turns to the bar. "What the hell? He's gone!"

"He must have left the bar while we weren't looking." suggests Sheamus as he shakes his head.

"Yeah, but his scent is still strong as ever," mutters Kofi as he sniffs the air. "It's actually closer to us, to tell you the truth."

"That's because I walked over to you guys' booth while you weren't looking."

His voice came from right behind me and I turn to see him smirking at us with a drink in hand.

"Aw . . . you circled around the bar and hid your presence from us in order to come up from behind to speak with us," says in a sarcastic tone as he finished his beer. "I never realized you were so straightforward Dave. I never knew."

"Oh shut it Adam . . ." says Dave as he shakes his head. "I'm amazed Lita still dates you considering how much of a big mouth you are."

"And you're saying I'm the big mouth . . ." grumbles Adam as he rolls his eyes.

"What do you want now Dave?" I ask as I narrow my eyes at him.

"Why are you looking at me with that suspicious look in your hmm?" he asks me as he raises an eyebrow.

"Considering the fact that we don't like each other and every previous conversation we had with each other almost, or became, a fight, I have my reason." I tell him simply as I resist the urge to grit my teeth.

"Well then . . . I guess you do have a right to be suspicious," he tells me with a small smirk as he took a swig of his beer. "I wouldn't have been talking to you outside of work without a reason now would I?"

"And your reason for talking me to me now is?" I ask with a scowl on my face as I looked him in the eye.

"All I want to ask you is a simple question . . ." he tells me with a shake of his head as he clicks his tongue.

"And that is?" I ask him as I try to keep my annoyance out of my tone. "What's your question Dave?"

"How's Amanda doing?" he asks me with a sickening smirk. "I haven't heard anything on her these past few days. Is she doing alright?"

"Why would you care?" I ask him with a scowl on my face as I felt my anger start to boil.

"What one stable-mate can't worry over their fellow stable-mate's well-being?" he asks me in slight shock as I grip my beer bottle tightly. "Is it a crime for me to be worried over a friend?"

"It is if that friend considers you to be a complete dick." says Edge as he tipped his bottle to him. "So yeah, I think you're breaking the law right there buddy."

"Amanda's fine, so you don't have to worry about her." I tell him simply, a little bit of venom seeping into my voice as I addressed him.

"Hmm . . . her birthday is coming up in a few days. I should probably get her a gift . . ." he tells me with a thoughtful look on his face.

"You're gift to her could be you not being around at all." I tell him as I turn back around to face the others.

"Or better yet . . . You're gift to her could be you quitting the WWE, just like last time." suggests Sheamus as he shrugs his shoulders.

"I vote for Sheamus' idea . . ." says Ted as he raises his hand. "Who agrees?"

Everyone at the table ends up raising their hands, Sheamus, Adam, and Kofi end up raising both their hands.

"Like I said before: You're not getting rid of me that easily. . ." he tells us with a chuckle as he shakes his head. 'I'll be going now. Send Amanda my regards will ya Randy?"

"Like hell I would . . ." I whisper under my breath as I watch Batista until he leaves the bar. "Good . . . he's gone."

"Batista is a guy you just can't help but hate . . ." says Wade as he shakes his head. "How about we get one more drink before we leave? Thanks to Batista's appearance, I think happy hour died for us."

"Aw . . . but I haven't gotten buzzed yet . . ." mutters Sheamus as he looks on in defeat.

"We'll make it up to you next time Sheamus . . ." says Ted as he walks over to the bar. "Now . . . Let's have that other round of drinks shall we?"

"Why of course . . . You're getting them anyway," calls Wade as Ted walks over to the bar once again. He returns a good ten minutes later with the tray refilled with drinks and we all grab one before he could even set the tray on the table.

"Here's to the Revenge Tour everybody!" says Adam as he raises up his bottle. "Another year is in the books!"

"Here here!" we all yell out as we clink our glasses together. A wave of relief washes through me as a new thought comes to mind. After tomorrow, I will be that much closer to having 'Manda in my arms again.

Amanda's POV; One day after the completion of the Revenge Tour

"Crap . . . my morning sickness really delayed me . . ." I grumble to myself as I parked in a spot that was close to the entrance. Randy's flight had gotten in a good half hour ago, and I promised him that I would be there when he walked out of the arrival terminal. . .

. . . Yeah, that didn't happen.

"Morning sickness really is a pain in the ass . . ." I mumbled as I got out of the car and set its alarm. I hustled out the lot and across the street to the terminal to see people already filing out of it after collecting their loved ones. "I hope Randy's still here . . . If he grabbed a cab ride home, I'll kill him for making me come out here to pick him up."

"Well . . . I see you've reached the emotional stage of your pregnancy while I was gone."

I stop myself from walking into the arrival hall as soon as I hear his voice. I slowly turn around to see him leaning against a stone pillar with his bags positioned right at his feet, a smirk stretched across his face as he looks at me.

"Well hello to you too . . ." I say with a sheepish smirk as I walked over to him. "Sorry for keeping making you wait for the past half hour."

"Morning sickness?" he asks me knowingly as I reach him.

"Morning sickness . . ." I say in agreement as I let out a small breath. "How was Europe?"

"It was fine for the most part . . ." he tells me simply as he picks up his bags. "Except for Batista . . ."

"Please don't tell me you got into a fist fight with him while I've been here . . ." I tell him with a small whine as we walk back across the street to the lot.

"We got into plenty of verbal fights . . ." he tells me with a shake of his head as we walk past the row of cars to my Camaro. "And . . . we got into probably, one or two fistfights, but it didn't escalate past a few punches I swear."

"I'll take your word for it . . ." I say with a chuckle as I take my key out of my pocket. "How was Europe?"

"It was pretty nice . . ." he tells me with a shrug as we reach my car. "It would have been even better of you were there with me, but we can't get everything we want right?"

"Right . . ." I say in agreement as I opened up the trunk. "Well . . . while you were traveling through Europe, I had a grand time learning from your mother and your ex-wife all about the beauty of vampire pregnancy."

"Oh really?" he asks me with a chuckle as he drops his things into the trunk. "Did you now?"

"Yep, I learned a lot, from specific blood cravings to the fact that most female vampires get really horny when they're pregnant." I tell him with a smirk as I walk over to the driver side door.

"Really horny . . . Oh yeah, Sam was like that when she was pregnant," says Randy as a thoughtful look came across his face. "I guess I'll be seeing a lot of action after all through these next few months after all."

"You can consider my soon coming horniness our way of making up for lost time huh?" I ask with a chuckle as I open my door and get into my seat.

"That does sound like a plan to me . . ." he tells me with a childish smirk as he gets into his seat. "Anything else you want to tell me about?"

"Yeah . . . I also learned about your first hunt, which I have mentioned to you before," I say with a knowing smirk as I put on my seatbelt and put the key into the ignition to start up the car. "You promised me that we would talk about it that first night you were away. I'd like to start talking about it now please."

"Oh yeah . . . you also wanted to know why I haven't taken you out on your first hunt yet." he tells me sheepishly.

"Be honest with me Randy . . . Have you not taken me out on my first hunt yet because you don't want me to get hurt by a wild animal?"

"Wow, you just went straight to it," he tells me in slight shock as I pull out of the parking spot. "Well . . . I would be lying if I denied it. You know I don't like seeing you get hurt . . . and with you pregnant and all. . . It makes me worry even more. I realized on my first hunt that there is a bad side to hunting . . . I just don't want to see you experience that bad side just yet."

"I see . . . well then, after hearing what you said, I think we can compromise." I say with a small smirk as I drove out the lot.

"Compromise?" he asks me as he raises an eyebrow. "What compromise?"

"The one I just thought of . . ." I tell him with a chuckle as I drove toward the highway. "It's obvious to me that you are worried about me being okay when it comes to my first hunt, considering the various wild animal that nature has to offer. To put it simply, you don't want me to get hurt until I'm fully prepared for it. So . . . I'm okay with delaying my first hunt."

"You are?" he asks me, relief flooding his voice as I drove onto the ramp that led to the highway. "Yep . . . we can delay my first hunting trip until after I've delivered our baby. That way . . . you won't have to worry about the both of us coming into harm's way, and you can use these next few months to mentally prepare yourself with taking me out to the wild and all. How's that?"

"If it wasn't for the fact that you have to pay attention to the road while you're driving, I would be freaking kissing you right now." he tells me in absolute shock as we cruise down the hallway.

"You were that worried weren't you?" I ask with a smile as I snuck him a quick look.

"You have no Idea . . ." he tells me as he lets out a loud breath. "I thought we would actually be arguing about this for a long while once the issue was brought up, but here we are settling this is in a mere fifteen minutes . . . Who are you and what have you done with my 'Manda?"

"I think being pregnant is starting to mellow me out . . . ." I tell him simply as I keep my eyes on the road. "And you said I was getting emotional."

"Okay . . . my mistake . . ." he tells me with a shrug as he crosses his arms. "So . . . are you feeling horny now?"

"RANDY!" I yelled at him in absolute shock as I kept my hands on the wheel. "Really? You're asking me that now?"

"Sorry . . . I've missed you that's all." he tells me simply as he shoots me a small pout.

"It sounds like you've missed my body, than actually me." I tell him in a mock hurt tone as I shook my head at him.

"I've missed all of you babe, mind, body, and spirit." he tells me with a smirk as I feel his hand on my leg.

"Real smooth Randy. Real smooth."

"I try . . ." he tells me with a grin as we continue to make out way back home. Even though he's been relatively annoying ever since he came back, I'm glad to just have him by my side again. Two weeks it too long if you ask me . . .

Reunited and it feels so good . . .

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