Here's a Bones Fanfiction with Zack Addy-I love that boy, so sad he was taken off-as the main love interest! This will be a ZackxOC love story, starting from the first season. I hope you all enjoy. Please review. Constructive criticism is welcomed, but no flaming!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bones or its characters. I just own my OCs and some plot points.
Warning: Swearing, crude humor, gore, violence, alcohol and drug references, and mild sexual content.
Preface
Excited yips admitted from the medium-sized canine as he more or less dragged his master down the fourth floor hallway of the quaint, but usually noisy—despite the wishes of the landlord—apartment complex. The puppy's owner giggled good-naturedly, trying her hardest to not stumble at him consistently tugging on his leash; not that she entirely minded, as she was just excited as he.
"Ready to finally be home, Honey bear?" the young woman asked playfully.
The dog barked once again and picked up his pace; he almost looked like he had a skip to his step. The female laughed again and did the same to keep up with her pet while adjusting the semi-heavy luggage her free arm was lugging.
She was in too far of a good mood to be upset with her landlord berating her once she returned to the apartment building. He had been complaining to her about a pungent smell coming from her apartment and if she didn't do something about it that instant he was going to evict her.
Of course, she thought he was being ridiculous, but complied.
He was a crotchety old man and was always yelling at the people since they were mostly college students like her. If he really hated youths then, why did he rent out apartments to them?
Either way, she figured she had left a carton of milk in the fridge and forgot to rid of it before she left for her trip. She also probably forgot to tell her friend who was crashing there at the moment and since her friend was a big partygoer and would only return to the apartment late at night and pass out—drunk, of course—only to leave real early in the morning for school or something else, she probably didn't notice the smell. No big deal. Nonetheless, she didn't want to get evicted, as the place was the only one she could afford at the moment—she could manage an annoying landlord.
Once the two arrived at apartment 438, the girl juggled as much as she could into one arm, including the leash of her dog, to fish out her lanyard of keys and key charms from her purse. With a small bit of difficulty, she almost dropped a couple of her stuff a few times, she pulled them out and used the middle one on the ring to stick into the keyhole.
She unlocked her door and stepped inside.
Immediately, the pungent smell her landlord had mentioned hit her like a smelly wave and her dog's fur on his back bunched up, his ears went back, and he growled.
Her bright eyes narrowed cautiously.
That does not smell like any spoiled milk I've ever smelled…
Not to mention, if it was dairy passed its expiration date, her dog would not react that way.
She placed her luggage down gently, pushed her door closed, and unhooked her pet. "Scout, stay." she ordered him softly.
Obediently, he sat though looked very tense and there came muffled growling within his throat. The young woman patted his brownish-gold head before rising and slowly walking through her kitchen into the living room. The smell, if her nose was correct, was coming further down the tiny hall to the bathroom, closet, or bedroom.
The light-haired girl checked the closet.
Nothing.
She checked the bathroom.
Nothing.
Her heart was beating erratically in her chest, pounding in her ears and her teeth worried her bottom lip.
She checked her bedroom.
The second she did, she regretted it.
And screamed.
I hope you enjoyed! Please review! Much thanks!