I am again interrupting my regularly scheduled posting of 'The Casablancas Legacy' with an iZombie quickie. This one-shot was co-written with EllieBear75. She had beta'd my last interruption, the one where Chase is really Logan, and I was griping about wanting more of that when the discussion came around to perhaps some Chase/Major smut being an interesting alternative. So we decided to play around with that idea a little and see how it went.

The FanFiction site doesn't let you give as many warnings as AO3 does but I'll tell you up front that this is Chase/Major and Chase/Liv/Major and it's fairly graphic. If that's not your thing, or if you just wish RT would dump iZombie and get back to more Veronica Mars, well, I guess I'll see you next week for TCL-11.

If you do want to give this a shot, you can pull up TViZombie and make sure your filter is set to include M ratings OR you can search for our combined handle "Irma66 EllieBear" OR you can visit story ID "s/12601419/1/". That one's probably the quickest, just go to the web address above and change the "2156" toward the end of the ID to "1419".

Ellie teased the beginning of the story in her personal post of this so I'll do the same with a section a little further in. Enjoy!

Chase bursts into laughter and Liv jerks around, noticing them. She raises her glass, then turns back to Don E. and Tanner briefly before walking toward their table. She's dressed in her usual tight jeans, t-shirt, and hoodie—her defiant white hair pinned back at the sides.

"Hey boys," she says with a smile. "Out on a date?"

"You caught us," Chase retorts, tossing a wicked smile at her over his shoulder. "Care to make it a threesome?"

"Um, just unwinding after work," Major says, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "But you can join us if you want."

Liv pauses, her eyes shifting between the two men—Major staring up at her with those big puppy dog eyes, and Chase, whose look is more of the lascivious nature.

"What the hell," she says and grabs an empty chair from the next table.

Chase turns towards the bar and catches the eye of Don E. "Drinks all around, Mr. E." he commands.

Don E. frowns at the barking order but still does as directed.

"So, just so we know upfront," Chase says. "What kind of brain are you tripping on this evening?"

Liv purses her lips and shakes her head. "None. No new cases so it's just the mash. I'm all me today."

"So, no excuses then." Chase smirks and bobs his eyebrows as he downs the last of his drink.

Don E. appears then, dropping the drink tray roughly on the table before handing out each drink to his customers. "Another round for you guys and for the lady, her usual cinnamon heart martini. Extra cinnamon."

Liv smiles up at Don E. "Thanks Don E."

The pale, bald errand boy gives her a crooked grin, glares at the men at the table, then promptly retreats back to the bar.

"Someone's got a fan," Chase says, eyes moving from Don E. to Liv.

"No," Liv protests, then her nose wrinkles as she looks at Don E. who is back behind the bar and still smiling at her. "No, he's too busy crushing on Blaine. I'm just not a rude asshole who walks around barking orders."

"Touché." Chase raises his glass as his drinking partners do the same. "Well, well. Never thought, when I came to town, that you would be the zombies I would have as my partners, but here we are. What shall we drink to?"

Major looks between Chase and Liv. "How about...to new possibilities?"

Come join us at s/12601419/1/

Thanks!