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Zombieland: Separated

Chapter 1: All Is Well

Roanoke sat on the edge of the bathtub, tapping her fingers on her thighs impatiently. She glanced at the clock. Waited. Glanced at the clock. Waited some more. She slammed her hands on the edge of the bathtub and grabbed the plastic stick that was sitting on the edge of the sink. Her eyes widened and she dropped the stick. She got on the floor and looked at it again. Her jaw dropped. She smiled and began to laugh. She laughed some more and ran a hand through her long, orange hair. She leaned up against the bathtub and rested her face in her hands. She smiled and a few small tears came to her eyes. She wanted this kid. She just wasn't sure that she wanted it in the middle of Zombieland.

2 months later...

Roanoke sat on the couch, writing in her journal.

It's been 4 months since Tallahassee came back, y'know, when we thought he was dead. It's been only 2 months since I found out I was-.

"Whatcha writin'?" asked Tallahassee, leaning over the sofa and kissing Roanoke's neck. Roanoke slammed her book shut.

"Nothing!" she said nervously. Tallahassee scratched his jaw.

"Somethin' 'bout me in there?" he asked with a sly grin.

"You know the answer to that." Roanoke smirked, getting up from her seat. Tallahassee didn't know yet, she couldn't find a way to tell him and she was scared of how he'd react. Tallahassee got up as well.

"Where do you think you're goin'?" he asked slyly, wrapping his arms around her waist. When his hands touched her stomach, Roanoke jumped and pulled away from his grasp.

"I-uh.. I'm going to go talk to Wichita." she mumbled before walking swiftly down the hall. Tallahassee stood in the living room, wondering what he did wrong.

Roanoke went into Wichita's room, slammed the door and leaned up against it. She let out an exasperated sigh and slid to the floor.

"I can't keep this up!" Roanoke groaned. Wichita smirked and looked up from the book she was reading.

"Nice to see you too. Now, what's the haps? Tal do somethin'?"

"No and yes! Argh! It's mostly my fault though! I brought it upon myself!"

"Okay, back up, what did I miss?" Wichita closed the book and sat down beside her orange-haired friend.

"About two months worth of crap."

"I have time." Roanoke sighed.

"Yeah, well I don't! Two more months and it will be completely obvious!"

"You're being to vague. What?"

"He'd only have to look at my stomach and then it will be all she wrote."

"What? You've been eating more donuts than usual?" Roanoke glared at her friend. Wichita raised her arms in defence.

"I'm..."

"Yeah, spit it out!" Wichita laughed. Roanoke rolled her eyes.

"I'm pregnant." she said with a bit of distaste.

Tallahassee was sitting on the couch, fiddling with his hat until he heard a squeal from Wichita's room. He got up to investigate. He put his ear up to the door and listened to Wichita throw a fit about something.

"No way! Really?"

"Really." he heard Roanoke mumble.

"I can't believe this!" Roanoke grunted in response. After a moment, Roanoke got tired of how enthused Wichita was.

"Wichita! It's not funny! I'm what? Twenty-three?"

"You turn twenty-four in a few weeks." Wichita pointed out.

"Whatever! I still think I'm too young for this! Especially in Zombieland!"

"Look, I knew a dude who was in the same situation as you... except, she was like, seventeen."

"What? I can barely imagine myself in the situation I'm in now! I feel terrible for teenagers that have to deal with it!"

"Exactly, look, I think you're just spazzed out 'cause we're in the middle of Zombieland. It'll be fine, I'll help you."

"Yeah, that makes me feel better." Roanoke laughed. Wichita punched her in the arm. Tallahassee wondered what they were talking about, he was about to go back into the living room until he heard something interesting.

"I dunno! Talla isn't that kind of guy! He's the lone ranger, the bad-ass one man band! I don't think he'd be up for something like that!"

"Well, if he loves you like I think he does, he'd be with you all the way. You know what your problem is? You worry too much!"

"Yeah, I guess you're right, we'll just see how all of this plays out."

"Psh, you won't any time soon if you don't freaking tell him!" Tallahassee ran back into the living room when he heard the girls get up and head to the door. He sat down and acted like he didn't hear anything, although he heard a lot. Roanoke was upset about something and it had to do with him. He didn't like that at all. If he did something to make her upset, he'd probably do something drastic. He really didn't want her upset and he really, really didn't want her upset with him. He was surprised at his thoughts. He didn't realize he cared about her so much. His thoughts ended when Wichita and Roanoke came into the room.

Roanoke avoided eye-contact with him and headed for the recliner. She grabbed the tv remote and a DVD and put the disk in the player.

"Guys! We're going to watch a movie!" Little Rock came bounding into the room, Columbus and Detroit followed.

"What are we watching?" asked Little Rock.

"Major Payne."

"Oh, I love that movie!" exclaimed Wichita.

"If he's still in there, he ain't happy!" Roanoke stole one of her favorite lines from the movie and Wichita laughed.

"Never heard of it." said Columbus.

"That's because you live under a rock, Columbo." giggled Roanoke.

"Yes, but he lives under our rock!" Wichita giggled as she snuggled Columbus. While Tallahassee was staring off into space, Wichita pointed to him and mouthed to Roanoke, 'get with your guy!' Roanoke flipped her off and pressed the play button on the remote.

"Someone's grumpy." Wichita said, laughing. Roanoke stuck her tongue out at her.

"Am not!"

"What made you grumpy?" asked Little Rock.

"Nothing!"

"Did someone make you mad?" asked Detroit.

"No! Look, guys, I am not mad!"

"Sure seems like it." mumbled Little Rock.

"Shut up!" Roanoke growled.

"What are you, on your period?" asked Tallahassee, standing up, he didn't want her yelling at Little Rock like that.

"No!"

"She can't be." giggled Wichita. Roanoke stood up and pointed at Wichita.

"Wichita, shut up!" she warned.

"What is your problem?" shouted Tallahassee.

"You!" The whole room froze. The only thing that made a sound was the tv that no one was paying attention to. Tallahassee sighed and left the room. Roanoke clasped her hands over her mouth. Wichita nodded her head towards the door as if to say, 'go after him'. Roanoke nodded slightly and darted out of the room. She went out onto the back porch and found Tallahassee sitting on the deck with his feet in the pool. She sat down beside him and kicked her flip-flops off. Neither spoke.

Roanoke slid her arm around his waist. She placed her other hand on his knee and she kissed his cheek. She kissed all over his face as she moved herself into his lap. He started to laugh as she pushed him down and continued to kiss his lips and chin. When he was on his back, she stopped and rested her head on his chest.

"Baby, you aren't a problem, you never will be, I'm not mad at you, you gotta believe me. You should know that I love you way to freakin' much to be mad at you. I-" Roanoke was cut off by Tallahassee grabbing her and flipping her over so he was on top.

"I know." he said, kissing her red lips. Roanoke smiled and kissed him back.

"But.. I did hear you and Wichita talking earlier." Roanoke's eyes widened.

"What did you hear?" she asked, a bit panicky.

"I really don't know, but you seemed worried, and it was like I did something." Roanoke took a deep breath.

"Well-"

"Zombies!" came a shout from the living room Roanoke and Tallahassee looked at each other and smiled.

"Time to nut up or shut up!" they said in unison before running into the house.

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