Chapter 13:
"You…don't have…to do…this, Eric." I wheeze out as quickly as possible as he puts me on my feet and quickly shuts the door and blinds to give us more privacy, which I find a little unnerving.
"Zoey, you have nothing to be afraid of." He says as he saunters in front of me and crouches down to my eye level.
"I'm not…scared… I just…don't want…to be…controlled."
"With as stubborn as you are, I don't think anyone could control you, lover." He stands back up to his normal height. "You don't even have to take a lot of my blood, just enough to make you feel better."
"I don't…understand…why you…want me…to do…this." I mutter as he turns me around and feel his lips brush against my ear.
"Because, believe it or not, I like you and want you to feel better," his cool lips touch my cheek quickly and I hear the sickening rip of his flesh. He brings his wounded wrist to my lips, "Now be a good little human and drink."
I do what I'm told but it immediately gets awkward. Eric is vocalizing and showing signs of arousal. I pull my lips away from his wrist because this moment is getting too intense and I feel the powers of his blood fixing my lungs anyway. In one dizzying motion, Eric turns me to face him and instantly his lips are on mine in an even more intense kiss. His hands have already managed to slip underneath my shirt and bra and on to my breasts but slowly starting to move south and I feel myself growing more and more aroused as his hands move.
"Eric," I gasp, "we need to stop."
"Why?" he purrs as his fingers slip underneath the waist band of my jeans and I give an audible gulp.
"Because I don't want the last slice of my innocence defiled in a break room at the mall that my family is residing in because of a zombie outbreak," I feel my cheeks turn red and he laughs and strokes my cheek with his other hand. I hold back a wince because I think Eric and I are past my little quirk.
"So, it's the surroundings that make you uncomfortable?" His hands stop moving but remain where they are.
"Pretty much."
"Because it's your first time?" I nod in response and look away. "That's nothing to be ashamed of, lover.
"I know, but you are expecting a lot out of me that I don't think I can provide and you will probably just get what you want and go on your merry way. I can't do that, Eric."
"Why do you and Sookie have this little notion in your head?" I give him a look that answers his question. "Okay, so maybe I've done it in the past but not with anyone I truly felt intrigued by."
"So what happens when our enigmatic appearance wears off?"
"It won't ever wear off, trust me. You and Sookie are…Unique."
"Like I haven't heard that before." I mutter. "We are unique just like everyone else."
Eric gives a hearty laugh and caresses the area his fingers are still touching. "You and Sookie are unique in a more uncommon manner."
"You make it sound as if we aren't human." I say and blush, trying to tug Eric's hand out of my pants.
"Maybe you're not human," he allows me to pull his hand out but entwines his fingers with mine. "Or maybe you're only half human."
"I'm pretty sure I'm completely human."
We here a knock at the door, "Are you two done in there? I believe I smell something scandalous has occurred." It's Neyky, of course. Eric sets me down and I run to answer the door.
"Nothing scandalous has occurred." I say as I open the door.
"Yet." Eric chimes in.
"Oh, so helpful." I shoot him a somewhat playful glare and he gives me his typical Eric-grin as he walks out of the door.
"Well, you seem better." Neyky says after a tiny fit of laughter, "Or you don't sound like Sponge-Bob in that episode when he doesn't get any water."
"I can't believe you just compared me to Sponge-Bob." I say, suppressing laughter and shaking my head as we walk down the hallway to join the others.
"It seemed appropriate." She says trying to pull off an innocent smile but her deviousness manages to seep through.
"If you say so. "After me and Neyky's conversation of old cartoon references ceases when join back up with everyone. My brother seems to have calmed down, especially after realizing I did what I was told, and decides that we need to raid my old apartment and acquire some of my things.
"I wouldn't mind escorting Zoey to her old apartment." Eric says as the discussion commences.
"Good, it's not too far from here and while you were healing my sister we found a smaller vehicle that would work for getting what she needs so you guys don't have to use the bus."
"I guess if we are going to do this we need to go now before sunrise." I throw in and head towards the elevator.
"Hey!" Neyky calls out and I turn to face her. "Don't forget this." She tosses me my gun and I catch it.
"Thanks."
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Apparently my shooting skills are impressive to Eric because he laughs every time I blow ones head off. "What's so damn funny?" I finally ask him, killing the last zombie in our path.
"It's just so unexpected to see how lethal you can be. Where'd you learn to shoot, lover?"
"Well, I started playing paintball when I was nine and Stan upgraded me to real weapons when I was eleven."
"Why?" asks as we pull into the parking lot and into a space.
"I dunno'." I shrug, and climb out of the car with my keys in hand. "Maybe he thought I would need to know how to protect myself. After all, he did plan for a zombie outbreak."
"True."
As I cautiously lead Eric through the bloody and body filled corridors of my old apartment building Eric listens for any movement. Luckily there isn't any and we make it to my old apartment. Since the place was locked up tight, everything is how I left it. I set my gun on the counter and make my way to my old bedroom to get bags to put stuff in. As I begin stuffing the bags with my clothes, I hear Eric chuckling behind me. I turn to see him sitting on my bed, looking through an old photo album.
"Dammit, I was hoping you wouldn't find these." I mumble as I bring the duffle bag over to the bed that was filled with most of my clothes.
"It was the first thing I looked for." He says not looking up.
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"Because you're a 'hard ass' vampire that could give two shits about humans."
"Now that's just insulting." He says, sarcastically. I sigh and turn back to my duffle bag and start putting my undergarments into the side pockets of the duffle bag.
"Shouldn't you be helping me pack?" I ask after a few moments of silence. "It's going to be dawn soon."
"I suppose you're right." I hear the album close with a thump. "Do you want to keep these?"
"Of course; there's a box in the living room. You can put those and the rest of my books in that box. And make sure you grab the Zombie Survival Guide; I promised Sam I would bring it to him." I hear Eric mumble about the shifter but do what he is told. A few moments later I feel his hands grasp my hips and turn me around.
"I'm all done."
"Then go get my nebulizer out of the bathroom closet, I'll be done in a minute."He and I finish getting all my stuff together, pack it all up in the car, and get back to the mall before sunrise to sleep for the majority of the next day.
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A/N: OH MY GOD! This took forever to write and I have no idea why. Well, sort of. I've been extremely busy with school and finals and other TV shows and reading other peoples fan fiction and discovering I really like listening to a cappella music. I actually have an idea on where I want this to go and possibly make it a crossover with two other TV shows, and change the title of this fan fiction to "The Adventures of Zoey Darke" but that sounds a bit cheesy. I was kind of planning on making this a crossover with another show (I'm thinking about keeping it a secret) but then I needed to find a way to get her to that location. And now with the second show that I might be incorporating, maybe it's two groups looking for her instead of just one. Gah, so many ideas! Anyway, sorry again for the really delayed post, I hope I still have readers…