A/N - Seeing as the first chapter did alright, I decided to make another, shorter chapter ;P If requested, I could possibly get a more "Intimate" chapter to further explain the relationship...only if requested though ^^
The two lovers set off early morning, cautiously moving through the streets. Hand in hand, they moved low from building to building. Once they were out of the city, Zoey saw a farmhouse in the distance. She tugged at the Witch's hand and they both hurried to the small building.
When they were inside, Zoey did a quick sweep of the house, checking for any infected. Satisfied there were none, she returned to the Witch, finding it curled up on the couch, waiting for Zoey. Grinning, she went over and sat next to the Witch, pulling it into a tight embrace. Holding her tightly, the Witch gently pushed Zoey onto her back, lying on top of her. Normally the Witch would have sensed any presence of other infected, but her senses were too drawn to Zoey.
Zoey screamed as the Smoker's tongue wrapped around her neck and pulled her out from underneath the Witch. The Smoker had pulled Zoey from the furthest window in the room, squeezing the breath from her. The Witch shrieked as it lunged across the room, first severing the tongue, freeing Zoey as she dropped to the floor. It then reached through the window, stabbing the Smoker with every one of her claws.
The Smoker simply slid off the Witches claws, dropping to the ground. The Witch quickly turned around, dropping to Zoey's side. On her behalf, Zoey started coughing and breathing in heavily as soon as she was released. The Witch rolled Zoey on to her back, embracing her tightly. After regaining her breath, Zoey returned the hug. "T-Thank you" Zoey blushed. The Witch just smiled, looking into Zoey's eyes. It picked Zoey up gently, carrying her back to the couch. After it had allowed Zoey to recover, the Witch leaned forward, pressing its lips into Zoey's. After a few minutes of the passionate kissing, the Witch leaned back.
Pointing at Zoey's chest – "Zo…e"
Pointing at its own – "Am….ber"
