A Unlikely Team

Chapter 1: Face To Face

The sun was setting on the horizon, dusk was approaching and the remaining light gave the tips of the dark sky a bright golden glow.

Nate slowed his truck as he noticed an brightly dressed women walking on one side of the empty road. His eyebrow raised at her orange jacket but with a shrug he parked alongside her, a grin on his face. "Need a lift?" He asked politely, his smile growing wider.

The blonde haired women gave him a sceptic look before continuing down the road. "Rude" he commented aloud before throwing open his door and climbing out. He followed her from behind and as he drew closer the women suddenly swung round, smashing her fist into his face. His nose cracked and blood trickled from his nostrils, running down the sides of his mouth as his smile faded.

He returned a punch, the women let out a surprised gasp as the blow knocked her flat, her whole body collided with the ground. She lie there for a moment, unmoving, her short blonde hair and fringe clung to her forehead, masking her eyes as she muttered light curses under her shaky breath.

Nate stared down at her, clenching his jaw at this awkward situation before breaking the silence between them "Sorry about that, need any help?" He asked, offering her a hand.

The women flashed him an angry glare before raising to her feet, brushing off the dirt on her clothes, a gash on her cheek. "Hey, you punched me first" he said, taking a step back, his hands raised in defences.

"Leave me the fuck alone" she growled.

"Come now, can't we just kiss and make up?" He asked, his smile returning. "You have a really good left hook by the way"

The women's face turned red with anger as she reached for what seemed to be an ice pick on her back pack. Before Nate could do anything she grabbed his shirt and pulled him close. "I swear if you don't shut up I will put this ice pick right through your brain"

Nate didn't respond, he was too busy admiring her, staring deep into her eyes. "Are you even listening?!"

"Of course..." He replied, his voice trailed off as he smile grew, Molly feared if it did anymore so then it might stretch up to his eyes. "What is your problem?!"

No answer.

"I swear to god if you don't wipe that smile off your face then I'll do it for you!" She threatened.

Nate's smile only grew and he let out a small chuckle. "What's so funny?!" She demanded, enraged.

"You're really cute when you're angry" he commented.

A wave of embarrassment washed over Molly as her grip on Nate's shirt loosen. "Wh-" she began, stunned into silence by his comment.

Nate leaned closer "On a scale of one to ten, you'd be a perfect ten" he told her.

Again, Molly wasn't sure how to react or respond and in her moment of weakness Nate took advantage, leaning in he planted a kiss on her lips, ramming his tongue down her throat. He held her there for a brief moment as Molly collected herself, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of affection. She bit Nate's tongue causing him to pull away, blood oozing from his mouth.

Molly wiped her mouth on her sleeve, her cheeks had redden even more so as she was embarrassed and confused. Feeling flustered she turned away and stormed off, her mind whirling.

"Oh come on, we were just getting started!" Nate called after her.

Molly had moved away from the road and trudged aimlessly through the trees while Nate continued to follow her.

"What did I say?! Leave me alone! You fucking pedophile!" She yelled.

"Hey! Don't associate me with those guys. Can't you take a fucking joke? I was just messing with ya"

"Yeah, fucking hilarious" she replied with a touch of sarcasm.

"Look, it's just been a while since I've come across a women. Especially one as pretty as you"

Molly snorted, shaking her head at his comment, he cheeks flushed crimson red.

"And I'm sure it's been a while since you've come across a man as handsome as me" he said with a smirk.

"Don't flatter yourself" Molly replied, her hand placed on her hip and her body leaning slightly.

A growl erupted from the bushes as zombies slowly stumbled out of the darkness of the cold night air, drawn towards the two survivors. Molly met with Nate's wide eyes as she took out her ice pick and swung it at one of the approaching zombies, stabbing it in the side of the head, the blade causing a loud hiss and a crack as it met with the skull.

She ripped the ice pick out and swung for another zombie as Nate drew his gun and aimed at one of the zombies. Before he could pull the trigger, the blond women stamped on its knee cap, it's leg buckled and she stabbed it in the head.

Molly kicked one of the zombies in the stomach, however the force of the kick was not strong enough to knock the zombie over and it lunged at her, gripping her ice pick and tugging it with it's undead hands. Molly struggled, punching the zombie in the face as it leaned closer, snapping its teeth.

BANG

Blood sprayed out of the zombies head, it's body went limp and collapsed to the ground. Molly's eyes were drawn to Nate who still clutched his gun, finger over the trigger.

"You... Saved me" she said breathless.

Nate slowly lowered his gun, glancing round at the trees "Yeah, I did" he replied before catching sight of more zombies "Shit!" He cursed "We gotta go! Get back to the truck, it's the only way!"

"I'm not going with you!"

"Well, it's either you stay out here and get eaten or you come with me in my truck. What's it gonna be?!"

Molly glanced around at the geeks and sighed, clutching her blood soaked ice pick and nodding in agreement "Lead the way"

"You saved my ass back there so I suppose should be grateful even though you've been stalking me" Molly said.

"I wouldn't say stalking" Nate replied, gripping the steering wheel as he drove. "Anyway, you can repay me at anytime. And I know exactly how" he said, his eyes wide and a devious smile on his face.

"We are not doing that" Molly growled, folding her arms.

"We'll see". "I didn't catch your name" Nate said after pausing.

"Because I didn't tell you"

"Well, what is it?" He asked.

"It's Molly" she replied, introducing herself.

"Hey Molly. I'm Nate. You like my truck?" He asked, patting the steering wheel.

"It's a little shitty, don't you think?" Molly replied.

"Shitty?! This baby was hot waxed before all this started!" Nate cried.

"Well, it ain't in good condition"

"What do you expect?! It's the fucking apocalypse!"

Molly snorted a laugh and stared out her window at the rows of trees. "Hey... About earlier" Nate began.

"What about it?"

"I'm sorry, alright? I was just messin' with ya, I didn't mean for it to go that far. I'm attracted to women! Can't help myself sometimes... I suppose I came off a bit... Nevermind"

"Don't sweat it" Molly replied with a shrug.

Nate grinned and focused back on the road. "Your good with that hook thingy" he commented.

"Me and Hilda have been through a lot" she replied.

"Hilda? You... Name your weapons?" He asked, slightly put off.

"You got a problem with that?" She replied.

"No... It's cool, I guess" he responded wearily.

Molly felt the cold pistol press against her back as she stared at Nate, who returned her gaze and then focused back on the road. If he tries anything, I'll shoot.

"So... How long you been on your own?" He asked.

"How long have you?" She returned smugly.

"You got me there" Nate said with a chuckle "No seriously though, how long you been on your own?"

"It's been a few months now. I've just been... Moving. Never stopped."

"Me too. It's just been me and my truck for a while now. There was this kid but he didn't stick around"

"Can't think why" Molly said sarcastically.

"Ah, he was no fun anyway" he said glumly. "You ever been in a crew?"

"Once. They were good people but... I couldn't stay. They had a tough decision to make and I didn't want to make it anymore difficult than it had to be. I was better off on my own anyhow. What about you?"

Nate took out a pair of glasses, one of the lenses were cracked as he ran his thumb along several engravings on the inside "I had two people with me once. They were a couple, boyfriend and girlfriend. They were my friends, I-" he clenched his jaw and swallowed hard. "I loved them. If you know what I mean"

"I know exactly what you mean" Molly replied, a touch of sadness in her voice. "What happened to them?" She asked curiously.

Nate sighed and rubbed his forehead "They... They died"

"Oh" Molly said weakly. "I know how it feels to lose someone you care about"

"We've all lost someone we care about along the way" Nate replied. "Who was it? If you don't mind me askin'"

"My sister." She returned sadly. "She- she was diabetic and needed insulin and- I couldn't get her any and..."

"You don't have to say anymore" Nate told her kindly.

Molly sighed deeply "I miss her"

"I miss my friends too. But hey, shit happens, we have to move on"

"Yeah..." Molly glanced out the window once again "You do realise I'm not sticking around, right?"

"Sure I do. So where do you want me to drop you off? Anywhere specific? Where you from?"

"Savannah" she stated simply.

"Damn. Long way from home, huh?"

"You could say that. I wanted to stay but... It was too over run. I was lucky to survive so long in that place"

"Where you heading?" He asked.

"No clue" she replied with a shrug.

"Well I'm no taxi driver, so if you want to get out then get out, this isn't some joy ride"

"I hear you"

Nate picked up a bottle of whiskey and swirled it around, rattling the alcohol and taking a large swig. "Want some?" He asked, holding out the bottle.

"N- sure, why not" she took the bottle, pressing it against her lips and swallowing the whiskey as it ran down her throat. She coughed and spluttered before handing it back to him.

"Hell of a kick, ay?"

"You bet"

Nate blinked hard and slowed the truck "I'm so fucking tired" he murmured sleepily, rolling his head back.

"Don't fall asleep while driving" she told him. "If you want, I'd take over for you"

"Would you?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Sure"

Nate stopped the truck as they both switched seats, Molly sat in the drivers seat and started up the truck as Nate relaxed on his side. "That's better" he muttered as he slumped against the door, he eyes drooping and in a few minutes he drifted off into sleep.

Hi everyone. I forgot to mention this before because I'm an idiot. Basically I'd like to recommend a few fan fics. The first I'd like to recommend is Real Monsters, written by Visambros. Real Monsters has been referenced in this fan fic several times and will continue to be.

I'd also like to recommend Reasons for Living, written by Micheal something or other as I can't remember what the numbers are at the end of his name. The 'reason' (see what I did there?) is that he suggested that Molly and Nate would be a good couple after witnessing some fan art of the two fighting, which lead me to write this fan fic.

These two fan fics are really well written and incrediablely awesome and deserve a lot of credit so check them out.

Thats all from me for now. Updates will be coming soon.