The first in my menagerie of Jo/Zane collection. My goal is to get to at least fifty oneshots before I finally put a 'complete' stamp on it. Whether or not that goal is reached is another story entirely. In any case this is my first attempt at publishing my Eureka works (and admittedly it's been a while since I've seen some of the episodes, particularly the one referenced here, so things might be a little off) so please forgive any mistakes (grammatical or otherwise) and please feel free to point out any you find out.
In the meantime, please read and (hopefully) enjoy and reviews are - of course - welcomed.
- Veracity
Oh and a quick p.s. This is my first attempt at capturing Zane and I'm currently trying to get all the kinks out so if he seems a little OoC please forgive and point out anything that I might have missed. Much appreciated!
First Impressions
He had never exactly been the 'settled' type. Or the type to settle down.
For one, he was a thief. If he wasn't robbing her blind when he dated a woman he would just end up leaving her as whatever city he happened to be in got a little too boring (or hot, if the feds got lucky and caught a whiff of him) and he moved on to the next metropolis. It wasn't as if he was heartless or anything, in some cases he might have actually cared for whomever it was that caught his fancy, he was just...wistful? Sure, wistful was a good term. Nicer than 'ADHD driven asshole', and boy had he been called that (and other creative variants) more than once in his life.
But he digressed.
The point was, he was a criminal and even a good criminal (even one as brilliant as he was) got sloppy when a women and love and all those messy, complicated things were involved. And he was not planning on getting caught anytime soon. Though, he supposed, he had gotten caught, and there hadn't in fact been a woman involved. The facts remained, nevertheless.
Then there had come Allison Blake and Eureka and Carter and the whole mess with everyone acting like idiots and Jo.
And most important of all, Jo.
There had been a lot of mess after he had been caught at that store. And even when he had run off while the sheriff tried to fix the town's latest weirdness he hadn't been able to figure out exactly why he was leaving - that project they were working on was brilliant after all, a once in a lifetime thing that even he could stay put long enough to enjoy and be mesmerized by - and it wasn't until all had been said and done and Carter had told him to take pretty, gun happy Josephina out to the Ballet that he really thought about all the running he had done in his life and that other reason he had left all those women behind.
Love, quite frankly, scared the shit out of him.
And Jo, fascinating, clever, funny, kick-your-ass-in-a-second-flat-while-still-looking-absolutly-gorgous Jo was just the kind of woman to take that fear and quadrupled it. Not because she could in fact kick his ass if he screwed it all up (which she could), but because to be completely honest- something he hadn't really been since he had started his career in the criminal arts - Jo was the kind of woman that he could actually see himself falling in love with.
He had made his decision though, he had decided to stop running long enough that even Carter thought he wouldn't bolt and with the most care he had given anything for a long, long time he had jumped in head first and taken Deputy Lupo out for a date.
....The fact that he screwed that date up was another issue all of itself.
