Chapter 15: Birthday Girl

Normal POV; May 30, 2014; 11:35 P.M.

Randy drove through the streets of St. Louis with a contemplative look on his face, his thoughts going back to when Amanda told him about her vision a few days prior as the moonlight shining high above the city.

A few days ago

"So what was your vision about again?" asked Randy as he and Amanda walked through one of the arena's backstage hallways after finishing Raw for the night.

"It was . . . different," said Amanda as she crossed her arms, her face looking disgruntled as they turned the corner. "I saw in my vision Sheldon sitting around his place with a whole bunch of throwing knives in hand. He turned to face a photo of you on his wall, and well . . . he used your face for target practice, basically."

"He threw knives at my photo?" asked the Viper as he raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah . . . while grumbling about how much he hates you and how much he wants to kill you with each throw of a knife," added Amanda as she shook her head. "For some reason, it appears Sheldon has a personal vendetta against you. Any idea why babe?"

"I can't think of anything . . ." mumbled Randy as he brought a hand underneath his chin. "Nothing really comes to mind when I think about it. Sheldon and I were on pretty good terms throughout high school. I have no idea why he would have a vendetta against me."

"Well . . . I guess we just found ourselves stuck in a new mystery. One that mainly revolves around you and Sheldon," said Amanda as the two reached Evolution's locker room. "With our busy schedules, I doubt we'll run into Sheldon anytime soon, so I guess we're good for now."

"And what if we do run into him?" asked Randy as he placed his hands on his hips.

"Then I'll probably be forced to let you handle it because you don't want to see me in any form of danger." said Amanda with a shrug. "Don't try to deny it because you know I'm right."

"Alright . . . you got a point there," said Randy as he pecked her forehead. "I'll meet you in catering after I'm done changing alright?"

"Okay . . ." said Amanda as she pecked him back. Randy watched her as she walked down the hallway and didn't move until she had disappeared from sight. Once she was gone, he walked into the locker room, his mind now clouded, pondering the reason for why Sheldon would have a vendetta against him.

Present time

"Why the hell would Sheldon have something against me?" Randy thought to himself as he finally reached the warehouse. "What have I ever done to him?"

"Are we home yet babe?"

". . . Yes we are," the Viper answered simply as he turned to look at his now awakened mate, her voice breaking him out of his musing thoughts. He watched her as she slowly wiped the sleep from her eyes, a small yawn escaping past her lips as he slowly tapped his fingers along the steering wheel. "Do you mind opening the garage door for me?"

"Sure . . ." answered the Anaconda as she snapped her fingers. The garage doors began to move on command, slowly rising up to let them drive through. Randy let out a small whistle as he drove them into the warehouse. He parked the Hummer right next to Amanda's Camaro before cutting off the engine, a small smirk coming across his face as he took off his seatbelt.

"What's with the smirk?" asked Amanda as she raised an eyebrow at him. Randy only looked at her with a chuckle before leaning over to give her a kiss to the lips. He moved his hand to the back of her head, weaving his fingers in to her hair, securing his grip on her head as the two continued their show of affection. Randy poked his tongue in between Amanda's lips, finally entering her warm mouth when the Anaconda finally allowed him entry. The two battled for dominance, their tongues fighting each other to see who would come out on top, neither of them giving an inch to the other.

"What . . ." muttered Amanda as the two finally broke their kiss after who knows how long. "What . . . what the heck was that for babe?"

"Well . . ." said Randy as he let a small grin come across his face. "That was my way of saying happy birthday babe."

"Happy birthday?" asked Amanda as she quickly checked her watch to see that it was now 12:11 in the morning. "Oh yeah . . . today's the day."

"Happy 34th birthday babe!" said Randy with a chuckle as he kissed her forehead. "You're officially one year older now. How do you feel?"

"Well . . . I don't feel any older, that's for sure," said Amanda with a chuckle as she unbuckled her seatbelt. "But there is a small part of me that wished we did that blood exchange ritual before this day came. Oh that small part of me is so wishing that I was still 33 right now."

"But then if we did that, then I would forever be one year older than you," said Randy with a chuckle as the two exited the car.

"Babe . . . your birthday is earlier than mine . . ." said Amanda with a shake of her head. "You'll always be older than me."

"And don't you forget it . . ." said Randy with a defiant smirk as he followed her over to the elevator. "There is supposed to be a crescent moon tonight babe. If you want, then we can perform the ritual then."

"Fine by me . . ." said Amanda as she pressed the up button. "Besides, I always wondered what I would look like when I reached my elder years . . . without actually going into my elder years."

"Are you scared of wrinkles or something?" asked Randy as the elevator door opened up.

"No . . . I was just wondering, that's all," said Amanda as the two stepped into the large cart. "Haven't you ever wondered what you're going to look like when you grow old?"

"I'll probably look similar to what my dad looks like now . . ." said Randy with a simple shrug. "Mom always said that I looked similar to Dad back when he was younger, so I'm guessing his looks are right in my future."

"I see . . ." said Amanda as the elevator began going the short trip upward. "So . . . should I expect to see you walking around everywhere with a cowboy hat on your head?"

"I may take after my dad, but I don't take after dad that much," said Randy as the two reached the loft. "Don't get me wrong. Cowboys are cool, but I like being the Viper."

"Hmm . . . we'll see . . ." said Amanda as the elevator opened up to reveal the darkened loft. She snapped her fingers together, making all the lights turn on in an instant. "I'm going to go straight to bed . . . You coming?"

"I'll be there in just a sec," said Randy as he watched his mate leave the cart. "I just have to get something from the car."

"Would that something happen to be my birthday gift?" Amanda asked knowingly as she turned to him with her arms crossed.

"Maybe . . ." said Randy as he pressed the button to head back down. "Just get ready for bed alright? I'll be there in a minute."

"If you say so babe . . ." said Amanda with a shrug as she turned back around, giving Randy a good view of her ass as she did.

Amanda's POV; A few hours later

"Mm . . ." I mumble to myself as I felt something touch my neck. The sensation it made was really good, and it began to move around my neck for a bit before it left my skin, much to my dismay as I let out a small groan.

"Happy birthday babe!" I hear Randy's husky voice whisper in my ear as I felt his arms wrap around my waist. "Wake up sweetheart. It's time to celebrate your special day."

"It's my birthday babe . . . Why won't you just let me sleep?" I ask with a smirk as I kept my eyes closed. "Just give me five minutes please? I'm not ready to celebrate my day just yet."

"If I do that, then, I risk letting you sleep through your special day. No way am I letting you do that babe," Randy tells me defiantly as I feel his stubble ridded cheek along my neck, the coarseness of it feeling great along my skin. "I want you wide awake for your birthday. Besides, it's almost ten in the morning. You should be waking up anyway."

"You're not going to stop bugging me until I actually wake up huh?" I ask with a chuckle as I let one eye crack open.

"You got that right . . ." Randy answers me with a chuckle as I open up my other eye. "I want to give you one of my gifts now."

"One of your gifts?" I ask suspiciously as I felt his arms move away from me. "You have more than one gift plan for me today?"

"Yep . . . more than one," he tells me with a smirk before he leaves the bed to walk out the room, returning a minute later with a box wrapped in blue gift wrap with a dark blue bow on top. "Go on . . . open it. There's plenty more where that came from."

"Alright . . . let's see what you got," I say with a smirk as I sit up. I take the box from his hands and instantly rip into it, stopping when I remove all the paper from the white box underneath, which had the Victoria's Secret logo right on top. "Okay . . . is this a gift for me, or is this a gift for you mister?"

"You can say it's a little bit of both . . ." Randy tells me with a chuckle as he reclaims his seat next to me and wraps his arms around my waist, his hands resting right on top of my baby bump. "Don't worry . . . I really had you in mind when I picked them out for you."

"I still can't believe you actually walked into a Victoria Secret to get me these," I say with a smirk as I opened the box and pulled out one of the pieces of negligee that were lying in wait inside. "How do you know my size anyway?"

"I may have snuck a look at your bra size while you weren't looking . . ." Randy tells me with a mischievous smirk on his face. "You really can be a heavy sleeper babe."

"Uh huh . . ." I tell him with a shake of my head. "Well then . . . I might as well make sure that these all fit."

"You're going to try them all on?" Randy asks me hopefully as his smirk turned into a giddy smile.

"Well of course . . . If they don't fit, then I can't really where them, now can I?" I ask with a chuckle as I broke out of his grip. "I'll be back in just a minute."

"Don't make me wait too long . . ." Randy mutters with a playful scowl as I got out of bed. I let a small smirk grace my face as I walked into the bathroom. I placed the box right onto the counter by the sink and began looking through it to see that I had gotten six lingerie outfits from my beau. After a quick round of 'Eenie Meenie Miney Moe", I pick out the all black one from the box. It was a black lace bra with matching straps and a deep v bust-line, partnered with a pair of black lace panties. I quickly changed out of the shirt and short combo I was wearing and put the lingerie on before looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"Hmm . . . Randy does have good taste," I say with a chuckle as I looked at my reflection. The lingerie accentuated my frame just right. Basically, I look hot, baby bump and all. "Well then . . . I better show the Viper my new look."

I slowly walked over to the door and peered my head out into the bedroom to see that Randy was lying on his back in bed, his eyes going straight to the ceiling as his hands rested on his gut.

"Oh Randy!" I say in a sing song voice as I stepped into view.

"Yeah babe, are you read-." Randy starts to say, but cuts himself off as soon as he looks at me. I let a small smirk come across my face as I take in Randy's wide eyed expression, his eyes unapologetically, and relentlessly looking me up and down as he takes in my form.

"So babe . . . what do you think?" I ask as I make my voice as husky as possible as I slowly walk over to the bed.

"You are so going to be the death of me. . . ." is all he says as I crawl onto the mattress, the smirk still on my lips.

"The death of you?" I ask with a slow chuckle as I raised an eyebrow. "Now why would you say such a thing?"

"Because you look so damn sexy in this freaking piece of lingerie. . . ." Randy tells me instantly as he stretches his hand out to touch me, but I quickly move away from his extended hand before he could do so. "Aw . . . why'd you move away? Come over here baby."

"No way . . ." I tell him with a shake of my head. "If I come to close to you, then we both know what the likely scenario will be. I actually want this lingerie to last more than a week mister. I don't want you ripping it to smithereens on the first day."

'Alright . . . you make a good point," Randy concedes rather guiltily. "But that wasn't the reason why I wanted you to come over to me. I was reaching to touch your baby bump, not your boobs."

"Are you sure?" I ask him bluntly.

"I promise I'm sure . . ." Randy tells me with a nod of his head. He lets his hand stretch out again, this time successfully coming into contact with the small bump that was now the focal point of my abdomen. "Seven more months and this little fella will be out of your womb and out in the world."

"Yeah . . . seven more months need to pass before I get to hold the kid in my arms," I say with a chuckle as I put my hand on top of Randy's. "I still can't believe that almost two whole months have passed already."

"See how fast time can fly by?" Randy asks me with a chuckle. "Trust me; you'll be back in the ring before you know it."

"Yeah . . . but first I'll probably have to work off a few pounds before doing that," I say with a chuckle as I watch him plant a kiss right on top of the button, which made me smirk a little. "Once I'm back into a form I'm satisfied with, then I'll go back into the ring."

"You need a personal trainer?" Randy asks me with a smirk on his face as he inches closer to me.

"Do you have anyone in mind?" I ask with a chuckle as I lay back into the mattress.

"Well . . . I do know a guy," Randy tells me with a smirk as he moves to lie next to me. "He's a fit guy . . . knows his way around weights . . . prefers upper body to lower body, but overall, he's in good shape . . . has a killer instinct for tattoos. . ."

"Anything else you want to mention?" I ask with a chuckle as I let a hand touch his chest.

"Well . . . he tends to be unfocused at times . . . he also has a bit of a temper," says Randy as he wraps an arm around my waist. "But he has his ways of keeping his composure."

"How so?" I ask him, instantly being answered by Randy's lips touching mine.

Normal POV

"Randy, I'm warning you," mumbled the Anaconda as she spoke in between kisses. "I don't want my new clothes ripped up."

"Don't worry . . . I won't damage them," said Randy as he broke the kiss to look his mate in the eye. "They cost me a pretty penny you know. . . . As if I would rip your new lingerie up this early."

"Yeah . . . we'll see about that . . ." said Amanda as she felt Randy's fingers loop into the hem line of her panties. "Really . . . you're going to sneakily take my panties off."

"That's the plan . . ." said Randy as Amanda suddenly grabbed hold of his wrists. "Not yet huh?"

"Not yet . . ." said Amanda as she pushed Randy's hands away from her lower half. "Later . . . we have visitors."

"Visitors?" asked Randy as he pulled his mate into his arms, just as the sound of the moving elevator reached their ears.

"RANDY, 'MANDA, ARE YOU TWO HERE?" yelled Wade as the sounds of two pairs of footsteps began walking through the loft.

"Most likely . . . I can smell their scent around this place . . ." answered Monica in a lower tone of voice.

"Well then . . . I might as well greet them . . ." mumbled the Viper as he pecked Amanda's bare shoulder. He let her go and crawled out of bed to head out the door, but stopped himself once he got hold of the doorknob. "Babe . . . please go cover yourself up."

"Why?" Amanda asked him with a pout as she crossed her arms over her chest, making her bust appear even bigger to the Viper. "It's my birthday . . . I can do whatever I want. . . Maybe I should just walk around the house in my lingerie all day."

"Even though I would totally love that, you can't do that right now because we have your sister and her boyfriend here with us, and I don't want Wade seeing you dressed like that. Only I get to see you like this." said Randy as he shook his head at her.

"Well . . . since he's dating my TWIN sister, and I'm sure enough they have had sex already, Wade's probably already either seen her naked or in lingerie," argued Amanda as she crossed her arms. "And since we're IDENTICAL twins, Monica looks just like me, therefore our bodies are similar. So technically, by seeing Monica's body in lingerie, he has seen my body in lingerie."

"Why do you have to be so technical with me?" Randy practically whined.

"Because I don't want to argue with you, so I start talking technically in order to hurt your brain." said Amanda with a smirk as she jumped out of the bed.

"Was what you just said a diss at my intelligence?" asked Randy as he raised an eyebrow.

". . . Maybe . . ." said Amanda as she pecked his lips. "I'll go change; you greet my sister and Wade."

"That's what I was planning to do." said Randy as he shook his head.

"Yeah . . . but it's my birthday. I wanted to tell you what to do myself." answered Amanda as she walked into the bathroom. Randy just shook his head at her antics before stepping out the room. He walked down the hallway to see Wade lounging on the couch watching the news on TV with Monica sitting right next to him, both of them chowing down on the breakfast they got from McDonalds. A second bag of McDonalds was left untouched on the coffee table.

"Well hello to you too guys . . ." said Randy in a loud voice, instantly getting the werewolves attention as he sat down on the recliner beside them.

"Eh . . . after you didn't end up answering us, we decided to not disturb you any longer," answered Wade as he shrugged his shoulders. "Although, the smell of sex on you isn't as strong as I thought it would be. Struck out this morning eh chap?"

"I didn't strike out. . . She wants to put it off till later," mumbled Randy as he crossed his arms. "And speaking of smelling of sex . . . the scent is all around you two this morning. Someone got busy early."

"What can I say? She couldn't resist the accent," said Wade as he let a small smirk come across his face. Monica turned to him with narrowed eyes before, which definitely got Wade's attention. "What? You know you didn't."

"I know . . . which is probably the worst part," Monica mumbled the last part to herself as her sister walked into the room fully dressed. "Anyway . . . we got a package sis."

"We did?" asked Amanda as Monica jumped out of her seat and headed for the kitchen.

"Yep . . . it's in here" said Monica as the sister's walked into their kitchen. "It was lying right in front of our doorstep when Wade and I got here."

"Who's it from?" asked Amanda as the two reached the island. Right on the top of it laid the package, which was a box as that was as tall as a textbook.

"It's from our good old buddy from high school, Sheldon," answered Monica as an unsure smirk came across her face. At the mere mention of Sheldon's name, Randy was in the room, looking apprehensive at the package before the three. Monica turned to him with a puzzled look on her face. "What's up with you Randy?"

"Sheldon mailed you two a package?" asked Randy as he continued to look at the package apprehensively.

"Yep . . ." he even left a card on top . . ." said Monica with as she took the card from off the box's top. "Dear Amanda and Monica, I hope you have a great birthday and I hope you like the gift I sent you two, Sheldon."

"This is weird . . ." mumbled Amanda as she crossed her arms.

"What is?" asked Monica as she raised an eyebrow.

"The package," answered Amanda as she pointed to the box. "Randy and I got in after midnight, but I never saw this package on the doorstep."

"Well it was there as plain as day when we got here," said Wade as he walked into the room. He took one look at Randy, instantly raising an eyebrow at Randy's Viper like glare. "Uh . . . what's up with him?"

"Well for starters . . . I had a vision a few days ago that showed that Sheldon, an old high school classmate of ours, has a personal vendetta against Randy for some reason," explained Amanda as she shook her head. "I guess Randy is just suspicious of the package sent to me and sis here because of that.'

"Okay . . . have you figured out why this Sheldon person may have a personal vendetta against you?" asked Wade as he turned to his fellow male.

"Not yet . . . but I'm working on it." said Randy as he shook his head.

"While you work on that, Wade and I got to go," said Monica as she began to drag her boyfriend over to the exit. "We have a prior engagement to get to."

"Where?" asked Amanda as she looked up at the two.

"Mom and Dad's house," answered Monica as Wade grimaced. "Today's the day Wade finally talks with our Dad."

"Oooh . . . good luck with that," said Amanda as she winced a bit. "Oh, here's some advice. You two may want to get rid of the sex smell you're giving off. You two reek of it and we both know that Dad has a very good sense of smell. . . And tell mom and dad we said hi!"

"Duly noted and will do . . . By the way, the McDonalds bag on the table is for the two of you," said Monica as she shook her head. "Let's go Wade."

"Huh . . . Right behind you." said Wade in defeat as he followed his girlfriend out the room, leaving the vampire couple to themselves.

"What should we do with the package?" asked Amanda as she walked up to her mate, who still looked pensive at the package on the desk. When Randy didn't answer her, she let out a small breath before taking the package up in her hands and began shaking it, hearing a loud thumping from inside. "It sounds thick, like a book . . ."

"A book . . ." asked Randy as he turned to her, just as she began to tear into the package. When she finally got it open, she took out the contents inside, which was an old yearbook. "That book . . . it looks familiar."

"It should be . . ." said Amanda as she looked at the cover. "It's a copy of our high school yearbook."

"Why would Sheldon send you that as a birthday gift?" asked Randy as he came up behind her to look at the book better.

"He's sending us a clue . . ." said 'Manda as she began to rifle through the pages. "This yearbook is a clue. Maybe we can figure out why Sheldon has a vendetta against him by looking through this book."

"This is definitely a good clue to use," said Randy as he closed the book for his mate and set it back on the table. "But not right now . . . today is the day we're going to celebrate your birthday. There will be no ifs, ands, or but about it okay?"

"But Randy-." Amanda tried to counter, but was cut off when Randy leaned in for a quick kiss.

"No babe, I'm not hearing it," said Randy as he crossed his arms. "Today is your special day and I want you to celebrate it properly. We can focus on Sheldon and looking for the clue tomorrow, today is all about you and we're going to spend it right."

"And how do you plan to do that?" asked Amanda as she raised an eyebrow. "I already know you have more than one gift planned for me today.'

"There's that . . . as well as the fact that I scored us two tickets to today's Cardinals game over at the Stadium." said Randy with a smirk as he pecked her lips again. Knowing very well that Amanda was a baseball fan, he knew he had her hooked as soon as he mentioned the tickets. He spotted the excitement in her eyes as he let a smirk come across his face, knowing very well that he won this match.

"Okay . . . you got me. We'll focus on Sheldon tomorrow," said Amanda as she conceded defeat. "We'll focus on my birthday today."

"Thank you . . ." said Randy as he watched his mate leave for the living room. He sent one last pensive stare at the yearbook before following her out the room, knowing well that he was going to have to look at that yearbook soon, gaining a feeling that he'll probably won't like what he'll see when he finally opens it.

Well played Randy. Well played.

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