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Chapter 13: Going Out

Amanda's POV

"How much longer till we get to the restaurant Hunter?" Dave asks the Cerebral Assassin as we continue to traverse the streets of downtown Knoxville.

"We'll be there soon Dave. Don't get your undies in a twist," says Hunter with a chuckle as the limo we're currently in turns right onto the intersecting street. "We should be there in another fifteen minutes, give or take."

"Hunter, what are you hiding?" Randy suddenly asks him bluntly as he narrowed his eyes at him. "You seem awfully chipper this afternoon, and you don't act like this unless you have something to hide."

"I always forget that you can be quite observant sometimes." says Hunter as he raised an eyebrow. "But to answer your question, yes, Stephanie and I are hiding something from the three of you. You guys just won't find out about it till we get to the place."

"You're just full of surprises aren't you?" Batista asks him with a scowl on his face as he crossed his arms. "You're not even taking us to a real restaurant aren't you?"

"Oh . . . it's a real restaurant," pipes in Stephanie as she laid her head on her husband's shoulders. "But that's all that we're going to say for now until we get there. So hush up and enjoy the ride. We'll be there any minute now."

"Fine . . ." grumbles Batista, as if he was a dejected child, as he lay back in his seat. I hold back the smirk that was threatening to show on my face as Randy wraps his arm around my waist, his hand landing on my bare thigh as we continued on our way to dinner.

"Something funny?" Randy asks me telepathically as I let my head rest on his shoulder.

"Seeing Dave act like a spoiled brat is kinda funny . . ." I simply tell him as Dave turns his attention to the window behind him. "Are you still mad that we have to spend the night in the same vicinity as him?"

"You bet . . ." Randy tells me as he looks me in the eyes. "I have a feeling this night may end up to be a bad one before it even hits midnight."

"Don't think like that . . ." I tell him with a disapproving look in my eye. "Think of something else . . . you know, keep your mind off such negative thoughts, or else it'll actually happen."

"Fine . . ." he tells me with a shrug as I turned forward. ". . . And I have just the thought to think about. I'll give you a hint: It happened a few mere hours ago . . ."

"Oh don't tell me you're thinking about our time in the sack . . ." I say to him with a sheepish look on my face.

"Hell yes I am . . ." he tells me defiantly as he begins to tap his fingers along my leg. "Even when you're two months pregnant, you are a very seductive, and bossy, woman. You know that right?"

"I do what I can . . ." I tell him with a shrug as I checked my watch, my thoughts slowly going back to our little fun a few hours ago.

A few hours ago . . .

"Oh Randy . . . you look so damn sexy when you're almost about to climax," I say with a small smirk on my face as I brought a hand to his cheek. His chest heaved every time he breathed as we continued our fun, me pushing us closer and closer to release with each passing minute. "You really do make for a good submissive babe. . . If only you could see your face now."

"Ha . . . Like you can ever make me your submissive," he half moans, half whispers to me as his hands stay snugly along my waist. "I'm the Viper dammit; the Apex Predator of the WWE. If someone in this relationship is going to be the submissive, it's you babe."

"Like you can say that now," I say with a chuckle as I cross my arms over my bare chest. "I'm not the one currently laying under their mate being ridden on like a bronco mister. . . Besides, you shouldn't be saying things like that, or else I'll get very angry, and you won't like me when I'm angry."

"Angry?" he asks me curiously as he raises an eyebrow. I let a small chuckle escape my lips before continuing my movements, grinding up and down his hard shaft as I continued the rhythm I had established earlier. I listen in satisfaction to the moans and groans I get from my pleasured mate, his eyes closed shut as I continued my dominance over him . . . a position that I can definitely grow to like.

"Yeah . . . angry," I tell him as I cease my movements for the moment. "Don't make me angry babe, or I will make you regret it. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes ma'am . . ." he tells me in slight defeat as he let out a ragged breath. "I won't piss you off. I promise."

"Good . . . now sit up," I say in a commanding tone as I snap my fingers. Randy slowly, but obediently obeys my command, looking me squarely in the eye as he sits up to face me better. "Now Mr. Viper, would you like me to finish you off?"

"Yes . . ." he whispers for an answer as I moved his head to my neck. I let him have his fun with it, kissing the skin and nibbling my neck in a few places with his fangs as I continued to push us over the edge. "But can I ask you something baby? Just this one simple question?"

"What love?" I ask him curiously as I felt one of his arms wrap around my waist, slowly bringing us chest to chest.

"Can you please never mention this to anyone outside of these walls? Especially not to the guys?" he asks me sheepishly as I felt his other hand crawl up my stomach. "It's not something I really want to share with the others okay?"

"And what if I don't agree to your request?" I ask him curiously as I give him a slow kiss to the lips. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Well then . . ." he tells me with a small breath as he suddenly grabs a fist full of my hair and yanks my head back, making me look up at the ceiling in the process. It was both exciting and painful at the same time. "You can kiss your dominant days over me goodbye. Do we have a deal?"

"Yeah . . . I think we can work something out," I tell him as he returns his attention to my neck, his fist loosening its' grip on my hair as his other hand rubs circles along my back. I notice the smirk that appears on his lips before they make contact with my skin, which slightly rubs me the wrong way. So I retaliate . . . by grinding against him even faster than I did before, and without any warning.

"OH HELL BABY YES!" Randy's husky voice yells out in absolute ecstasy as I finally get him to hit his climax. It wasn't long before I reached mine as well, my moans joining his as we held each other in the other's arms. Once I finally managed to catch my breath, I slowly got off his now limp shaft and dropped myself right beside him, bringing a hand to my barely swollen belly as I turned my back to him.

"Hey baby?" Randy asks me as I feel his hands start to slide along my stomach and up to my chest.

"Yeah babe?" I ask him curiously as I laid back into his chest. "What is it Ran?"

"Do you think you're up for Round 2?" he asks me with a chuckle as I feel his hands cup my boobs. "I want to thank you for a job well done."

"Go ahead . . . I have no complaints . . ." I say with a chuckle as I rolled over so that my back was touching the mattress. Randy's smile shows his fangs as he crawls on top of me, us now switching roles, him the dominant one and me as his submissive . . .

. . . And then we start up our fun all over again.

Present time

"Was I really that bossy?" I ask sheepishly as the limo starts to slow down. "I wasn't that commanding was I?"

"You can be commanding when you want to be babe." Randy tells me with a smirk as he turns to look out the window. "Are we already here Hunter, Steph?"

"Hell yes we are . . ." says Hunter as a big grin came across his face. "We've finally reached our destination you three."

"But it has a whole bunch of reporters and cameraman out there lined up in front of a red carpet leading into the place," Dave tells him bluntly as he continues to look out the window. "Are you sure this is just a restaurant?"

"Yeah, like I said before. We're going to a restaurant . . ." says Hunter as he scratches the back of his neck. ". . . What I didn't mention to you guys was that the restaurant doubles as an event hall and it's hosting a charity event that the WWE is sponsoring tonight."

"And let me guess . . . We're the company's representatives?" I ask with a smirk as Stephanie lowers one of the windows a bit, the sounds of the reporters' voices and camera flashes echoing throughout our eardrums.

"That's right . . ." says Hunter as he shrugs his shoulders. "We would have told you guys before leaving the hotel, but then we were sure that at least one of you three would back out of the event."

"Huh . . . you made a good call," says Randy as I cross my arms. "But did we all have to come to this shindig?"

"Since Stephanie already promised the guy in charge of tonight's event that the newly reunited Evolution stable was coming out tonight, then yeah, you all had to come along to this shindig," answers Hunter as the limo driver opens up the door. "Now, put some smiles on your faces everyone. It's time to meet the masses."

"I don't smile. I smirk. There's a big difference." Randy mumbles in my ear as the other vampire couple exit the limo, quickly followed by Batista right behind them.

"Yeah, yeah . . . I've heard that line before," I tell him with a small smirk as I inch over to the door. "Now let's go. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can go back to the hotel and away from the paparazzi."

Normal POV

"Sounds like a plan to me . . ." the Viper said in agreement to his mate's words as he followed her out the vehicle. Randy took Amanda's hand in his and guided her over to the red carpet that led to the entrance of the large building. Once they reached Stephanie, Hunter, and Batista, the group huddled together to pose for a few photos. Once they did that, and a few small interviews with a few of the reporters waiting just behind the steel barricade, they walked into the hall to see that it was already fairly packed with people.

"Well . . . that wasn't so bad was it?" asked Hunter as the five walked into the room where the food was being served. "The paparazzi out there were a nice group of guys, if I do say so myself."

"It was okay . . ." mumbled Randy as he wrapped an arm around Amanda's waist. "It wasn't one of the worst experiences I've had with paparazzi, that's for sure."

"It was nice . . ." said Batista as he shrugged his shoulders. "Although the group outside won't even compare to the mass of people and paparazzi I'll face when I have to go on my promotional tour soon."

"Oh yeah . . ." said Amanda as a thought of realization dawned on her. "You have to go promote that new sci-fi movie you're in in a few weeks."

"That's right . . . if all goes well, it should be one of the biggest blockbusters of the year." said Batista as a small smirk came across his face.

"If you have to go on a tour to promote your new movie, then that means I won't have to see your ass for a while," said Randy as a small smirk came across his face. "This has become a good night after all."

"Laugh it up now Orton," muttered Batista as he scowled at him. "Cause I'll just kick your ass all across the ring when I get back."

"Like you could ever catch me demon . . ." challenged the Viper as he narrowed his eyes at him.

"Why do these two always bicker with each other for no apparent reason?" asked Stephanie as she turned to her husband. "They can never get along with each other, whether at work or at an event."

"Those two are a mystery my dear," answered Hunter as he turned to a group of people. "Now c'mon, let's leave the three of them to themselves."

"Alright . . ." Stephanie conceded as she nodded her head. "Amanda, you're in charge while we're gone. Okay?"

"Fair enough . . ." said Amanda as she nodded her head at the two. "I'll report to you guys as soon as something goes wrong between these two bickering knuckleheads."

"Well that was rude . . ." said Randy as he turned his attention to his mate. "And why the hell are you three acting like me and Batista are teenagers?"

"Hey! If you don't want us to compare you two to bickering brats, then stop acting like bickering brats," said Amanda as she shook her head at the two. "You guys have been at each other's throats since we first met. It's a miracle that our original run as Evolution managed to last more than a year."

"I've actually wondered that myself . . ." grumbled Batista as his phone began to ring in his pocket. "Now if you excuse me, I have to go take this."

"Take all the time in the world," said Randy as Batista walked out the room. "We won't even notice that you're gone!"

"Quit with that Randy . . ." said Amanda in a disapproving tone of voice. "He's not in the room anymore. Please don't act like a fool in front of all these people."

"I'll try, but I'll make no promises," the Viper answered her sarcastically as he turned to her with a sheepish look on his face. "How about you grab us a table? I have to go use the bathroom."

"Fine . . . just don't get into another argument with Batista if you run into him on your way okay?" asked Amanda as she broke out of his grip. "I don't want to hear about another Viper vs. Animal fiasco alright?"

"Fine . . ." said the Viper as he let out a small breath. He pecked his mate on the lips before walking out the room, leaving her to find a table by herself. Amanda spotted an empty table right by one of the windows along the left side of the room and quickly walked over to it. She sat down in one of the five chairs that were available around the table and let out a small breath, moving her eyes around to survey the packed room.

"Amanda. . . Amanda Evans? Is that you?"

"Yes?" asked Amanda as she turned around to face the direction the masculine voice was coming from. She came face to face with a tall light skinned man with hazel eyes and dark brown hair that was tied up in a ponytail that reached just past his neck. A small smile was stretched across his face as he looked down at the sitting woman, the black suit he was wearing helping to accentuate his tall frame.

"Oh hello . . ." said Amanda as she looked at him unsurely. "I'm sorry, but do I know you from somewhere? You look vaguely familiar."

"Well, you should know me . . ." said the man as he crossed his arms. ". . . I was in the same graduating class as you, your twin sister, and your friend Randy after all."

"Yeah, yeah . . . our graduating class was huge that year. You're going to have to be more specific than that." said Amanda as she shook her head.

"Alright . . ." said the man as he let out a small breath. "Well . . . back in ninth grade, I came to school dressed like a turtle for a biology project and everyone ended up calling me Shelley for the rest of year . . . and throughout the rest of high school. . . . Do you remember me now?"

"Oh gosh! Sheldon!" said Amanda as realization dawned on her. "Sheldon Lancaster, is that really you?"

"In the flesh . . ." said Sheldon as he outstretched his arms. "It's good to see you again Amanda."

"It's nice to see you too!" said Amanda as she gave him a big old hug. "How have you been doing all these years?"

"I've been doing pretty well . . ." said Sheldon as he held her at arms' length. "What about you? How's your life been going?"

"Pretty good, pretty good," said Amanda as she shook her head. "I didn't expect you to be here at this event."

"Me either, to tell you the truth," said Sheldon as he shook his head. "The company I work for originally had planned for someone else to come here as the representative, but he had to bail to help his ailing mother, so here I am as the replacement representative . . . I'm guessing you're here for the WWE right?"

"Yeah . . . Involuntarily, to tell you the truth; I got tricked into coming here." answered the Anaconda as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Ooh . . . tough break . . ." said Sheldon as he scrunched up his face. "Hopefully your bosses pay you back for at least not making a break for it tonight . . . Well, so far."

"Yeah . . . so far . . ." said Amanda in agreement as she sensed a familiar presence coming towards them. She turned around to see Randy approaching them with a perplexed look on his face, his eyes going straight to Sheldon. "That was quick."

"Yeah . . . the line for the restroom was pretty short," answered the Viper as he reached his mate, his eyes still on Sheldon the entire time. Sheldon just looked on with a passive look on his face. ". . . And I see you've made a new friend while I was gone."

"More like reacquainted myself with an old one," said Amanda as she wrapped an arm around his. "Don't you remember him Ran? It's Sheldon from high school . . . You know, Shelley?"

"Oh . . . oh crap!" said Randy as realization dawned on him. "You look so different from back when we were in high school man."

"Yeah . . . the braces and big glasses weren't a good look for me back in those days," said Sheldon as he shook his head at the memory. "But luckily I managed to grow out of it . . . and I see you've grown out of using too much hair gel huh Ran?"

The question was enough to get Amanda to chuckle a little, while Randy only looked on with a sheepish look on his face.

"I didn't use that much hair gel did I?" asked Randy as he brought a hand to his chin.

"You used some of the smelliest stuff around babe . . ." said Amanda as she brought a hand to her forehead. "People knew you were coming from within a good fifty feet just by taking a whiff of the air."

"I think his hair gel smell scared a dog once," said Sheldon as he looked back at the memory. "Or did it kill all the plants in biology class . . . I don't remember which one."

"It was the plants in biology class . . . those poor chrysanthemums. They didn't have a chance once you entered the room." said Amanda, the memory only making her laugh a little harder.

"Yeah . . . that was when I decided I needed to change my hair care products." said Randy as he shook his head shamefully.

"So . . . are you guys an item or something, because you guys seem way closer than just friends to me right now," said Sheldon, suddenly curious as he looked at the two. "Well . . . if you don't mind me asking?"

"Yeah . . . we're dating . . ." said Amanda as she let a small smile grace her face. "We've been dating for at least a year now."

"Oh congratulations . . ." said Sheldon as he shook his head. "Although . . . I did have a feeling that you two dating was going to happen."

"Really?" asked Randy as he raised an eyebrow.

"Well . . . our graduating class did vote you guys 'Most Likely to be a Couple' for the senior yearbook." said Sheldon as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Great . . . even our graduating class predicted we were going to be a couple." said Randy as he rolled his head back.

"Yeah . . . and it ended up being true didn't it?" asked Amanda with a chuckle as he crossed her arms.

"Oh yeah . . . speaking of our graduating class, are you guys going to the reunion next month?" asked Sheldon as he raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah . . . we are," said Randy with a shrug as he crossed his arms. "We figured why now."

"I see . . ." said Sheldon as he noticed a man beckoning him over. "Oh . . . I got to go. I'll see you guys at the reunion then."

"See ya . . ." said Amanda as Sheldon began walking toward the other man, but then stopped in his tracks. "Something wrong Sheldon?"

"I just remembered something . . ." said Sheldon as he turned back around. "You're birthday's the 31st . . . This Saturday right?"

"Yep . . ." said Amanda a as she shook her head, a small smirk coming across her face.

"Happy birthday, and oh . . . tell Monica I said hi!" said Sheldon as he turned back around and walked away from the two.

"He actually remembered your birthday . . ." said Randy in astonishment as the two took their seats at the table. "After 16 years, he actually remembered your birthday."

"Yeah . . . and what about you?" asked Amanda as she turned to Randy with narrowed eyes. "You haven't mentioned anything about my birthday that's coming up in six days.'

"Because I want to keep it a secret," said Randy with a smirk as he grabbed her hand in his. "Don't worry baby . . . I have something planned for your birthday, I promise."

"You better have not forgotten . . ." mumbled Amanda as she turned to see Batista walking toward them. "Uh oh, guess who?"

"Oh great . . . and just when we started not noticing that you weren't here." said Randy as Batista sat in the chair that was the furthest away from the Viper.

"Oh shut it you . . ." grumbled Batista as he crossed his arms.

"You tried to sneak out of here early didn't you?" asked Amanda with a knowing smirk as she tapped the left side of her temple.

"I was this close to being home free, but Steph caught me . . ." Dave reluctantly admitted as he let out a small breath.

"Oh boo hoo for you . . ." muttered Randy as he looked away from him.

"Anyway, your birthday is coming up Amanda . . . got anything planned for the big day?" asked Dave as he raised an eyebrow at the female vampire. He snuck a look at Randy, who was looking at him with an annoyed look in his eye.

"Nothing yet . . ." said Amanda with a shrug as tapped her fingers along the table. ". . . But I'm working on it."

"I see . . . you know, there have been rumors going around that there's supposed to be a big party for you and your sister back in your hometown. . ." said Batista with a smirk, giving away the secret that Randy and the others were so trying to keep away from the twin sisters.

"Oh really?" asked Amanda as she raised an eyebrow. She then turned to Randy. "You and the others are throwing a party for Monica and I?"

"Yeah . . ." said Randy as he finally let out the secret. And then he turned to Batista with a pissed look on his face. "Way to give away the secret Dave."

"It was a badly kept secret if you ask me . . ." said Dave as he shrugged his shoulders. "I hope you got 'Manda a good gift, because I can easily see her kicking you out if the gift's a crappy one."

"Why don't you just shut the hell up?" asked Randy as he felt his fingers forming into a fist.

"Why don't you make me?" asked Batista as he let a chuckle escape his lips. The chuckle then suddenly died on his lips as he grimaced in pain. Randy looked on perplexed before he too began grimacing in pain, his head pounding from some invisible pressure in his head. He slowly turned to his mate, who only looked on with a disapproving stare, her eyes this close from turning red.

"Will you two please behave yourselves?" said Amanda, her voice low and sharp as a knife as she looked at the two wrestlers. "You two are wrestlers, men. You are not little kids that need to be put on a time out. This is a charity event, so you two better behave or else I'll make sure your worst nightmares come to life once you go to sleep tonight. Am I clear?"

"Crystal . . ." muttered Batista as he continued to wince in pain.

"We'll stop arguing . . . Sorry," said Randy as he looked at her apologetically. Amanda's expression softened at the men's responses before she finally stopped her ability. She looked on with a smirk on her face, the two men now mumbling about never arguing in front of her again. . . .

. . . Meanwhile, Sheldon was on the far side of the room looking at the three of them with a smirk on his face and a drink in hand, his stare more directed to Randy and Amanda than on Batista.

"It's nice to see those guys again . . ." said Sheldon as he took a sip of his bourbon as he watched the vampire couple. Amanda was resting her head right on Randy's shoulder, a loving smile coming across the Viper's face as he gazed at his mate. "They ended up being a couple after all. I guess yearbook predictions can become true. . ."

". . . Too bad I know a guy that wants Randy dead," said Sheldon as he took another sip of his bourbon, speaking to no one in particular, a knowing smirk coming across his face as he turned away from the group.

Who wants Randy dead? Who knows?

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