"I'm freaking out over here." Ravi says pacing in the coroner's office nervously.
"Chill dude." Liv says, having eaten the brain of a pot head.
"He can't just drop a bomb like that and disappear for three weeks." Ravi complains.
"To be fair I was bedridden for 1 of those." Scott says, arriving in the office door of the morgue.
"Bedridden? Because of Liv's scratch? Oh god you ate someone." Ravi rambles.
"Relax dude. Nothing like that." Scott says.
"Really and then what happened when Liv scratched you?" Ravi asks.
"I'm immune I'm guessing if that's how Zombism spread." Scott says.
"It is. And being immune is a mighty bold claim." Ravi tells him.
"Well what else is the explanation?" Scott challanges.
"You need to die first to become a Zombie?" Ravi guesses.
"What's so hard to accept when I say I'm immune." Scott asks with a raised eyebrow.
"I checked your blood. It's completely normal." Ravi says.
"Here maybe my DNA is different." Scott says, pulling out a strand of hair.
"Can't you just tell us why you're different?" Ravi asks.
"I don't know you guys." Scott says.
"You told Peyton though." Liv says lazily.
"Peyton knows? And she told you?" Ravi asks, Liv shaking and nodding simultaneously.
"What's wrong with her?" Scott asks, waving his hand in front of Liv.
"She ate pot head brain. Now she's on a constant high." Ravi says.
"Funny. So her personality changes depending on who she ate?" Scott asks amused.
"Yes. It' a curse and a blessing." Ravi answers.
"Ravi, is Liv down here?" Peyton asks, entering the morgue and heads to the office.
"Liv, do you mind explaining why there is a flowerpot with cannabis standing in our bathroom?" Peyton asks annoyed, not having entered the room yet and hasn't seen either of the men who have to stifle a laugh.
"Shut up Ravi... Scott. I haven't. It's been a while." Peyton says, looking over to the two and her eyes go wide upon seeing him.
"What is he?" Ravi blurts out, receiving a friendly smack over the head from Scott.
"Leave her out of this. If you can't figure it out what'd be the point of you trying to study me for a cure?" Scott asks.
"Anyways, see you around." Scott tells them, leaving the office through the opposite door to Peyton.
"What happened? He was so into you and now he's actively avoiding you?" Ravi asks perplexed.
"I asked him to keep his distance." Peyton explains.
"Well then he'd be the first guy to listen." Ravi remarks, before taking a sip of his coffee.
"Now Liv. What's the deal with you lately? Marijuana, really?" Peyton asks her pale friend.
"Chill my dudette. But, so I understand you're not interested in what's his face?" Liv asks.
"No I'm not." Peyton tells her.
"Sweet." Liv says smiling dumbly.
"I'm gonna throw it out." Peyton tells Liv, who gives her a thumbs up.
Once Peyton left Liv goes over to the freezer in the morgue and gets the remaining piece of brain from the artist whose murder they solved not long ago.
"What are you doing?" Ravi asks, seeing her make a sandwich with the brain.
"I'm gonna use my opportunity this time." Liv says, eating her meal and can feel her artistic side and her libido flare up.
"Oh please no. Don't tell me you're going to you know... shag the vet." Ravi says.
"You bet I will." Liv tells him with an excited smile.
"Are we even sure you won't infect him?" Ravi asks.
"He said so." Liv replies and leaves the morgue, finding Scott getting ready to leave on his bike. She slings her legs on the back of his bike and wraps her arms around him, lying her head against his back.
"Uhm, what are you doing?" Scott asks, turning to look at her and Liv pushes off his helmet, capturing him in a passionate kiss.
"Whoa, what is going on?" Scott asks, pushing her off his lips.
"I really need some company. I've been alone for six months." Liv tells him.
"You do realize that I like your roommate, right?" Scott says with a raised eyebrow.
"So what? She doesn't like you. So, let's do this." Liv tells him seductively, sucking on his neck.
"Come on, something's wrong with you. Let's get you sobered up." Scott says, picking up the helmet and puts it over her head, driving to his home with his Zombie passenger.
Unknown to the two Peyton was sitting in her car very close to them and overheard the exchange, feeling disappointed by her best friend and roommate.
"Come on in." Scott says, opening his door 15 minutes later and the pale girl enters his apartment, looking around curiously.
"Your sense of home decor is horrible." Liv tells him.
"So? I prefer practicality." Scott tells her, going to fetch her a water.
"Drink this." Scott says.
Liv smiles slyly and accepts the water, but instead of drinking it she pours it over her head, soaking her purple and white blouse and the hem of her pants.
"What's going on with you?" Scott asks shaking his head amused and goes to fetch her a towel from his bathroom.
When he steps back into the living room however Liv is standing there in a sexy pose, wearing nothing but her underwear which is a mixture of red and black.
"Take me." She says dramatically and falls back on his couch.
"I'm gonna take you to a metal institution if you're not gonna tell me what's going on here." Scott grumbles annoyed.
"Fine. I'm on horny artist brain. You're probably the only person I can touch without ruining your life, so I'm gonna use this chance and seduce you." Liv tells him, rubbing up his pant leg as he puts the towel over her head.
He pushes her to a sitting position and sits down beside her.
"No, no, no. You remain right there." Scott tells her, pushing her back to her seat beside him when she tries to drape herself over him.
"Now dry off." Scott says.
"Easier said than done that's not the wet spot I need attending to." Liv mumbles, making Scott blush.
"Just do it alright?" Scott groans and collects a shirt for her to wear, which on her small frame reaches to the middle of her thighs.
Scott then hands her the shirt and sits down on the coffee table facing her.
Peyton, who couldn't stop her curiosity, hoping to find out what's going on with her roommate is sitting in her car across the street and watches everything through the window, starting from when Liv poured the water over herself.
"Look, I know how lonely you must be. But a one-night stand... that's not my thing." Scott tells her.
"But... you're the only one I may ever be able to touch." Liv says desperately.
"I know for a fact that's not true. Because there are more of my kind out there." Scott tells her.
"Your kind?" Liv asks sniffling, emotional from the brain she ate.
"Fine. I didn't want to tell you yet, until I know you better, but I guess in this situation it's best you know, so you can finally relax and stop moping." Scott says.
"I'm a werewolf." Scott tells her.
"Seriously? Like werewolf, werewolf?" Liv asks taken aback.
"Yes. Like this." Scott says and shifts, expecting her to freak or attack him, what happens next however no one expected.
Liv throws her arms around him and hugs him as if her life depended on it.
Scott gently rubs her back and looks more shocked than anyone, losing his shift gradually.
"How did it happen?" Liv asks.
"I was bitten, about 8 years ago." Scott answers, getting them some alcohol to drink.
After seeing her roommate be as happy as can be upon finding out that Scott's a werewolf Peyton is shocked and feels bad for how she treated Scott. Blinking back tears of regret Peyton starts her car and drives home.
"When did you turn Zombie?" Scott asks.
"6 months ago. That boat party. There was a weird cut of a drug going around and together with Max Rager it turns one Z." Liv answers.
"Here." Scott says, draping a blanket over her bare legs which rub against each other slightly.
"Thanks." She replies, propping her legs up on the couch and pulls the blanket up with them.
"How did you find out that I'm a Zombie?" Liv asks.
"I listened. Werewolves have better senses than your average joe." Scott explains.
"I see." Liv says nodding.
"I'm glad you told me." Liv says smiling cutely at him.
"Yeah, much to my surprise. The other people who found out so far were, let's see. Terrified, thinking I'm nuts or tried to kill me." Scott says listing the usual reactions to his existence.
"Well I'm none of those. I still want to rip those clothes off your perfect body and ride you until the sun goes down." Liv says hornily.
"How long does it take for your other traits to dim down? Cuz that won't be happening." Scott asks her.
"I don't know. There wasn't much left of him so I think I'll be back to me tomorrow." Liv answers.
"Thanks for telling me by the way. I really would be confused if you didn't tell me about the brains effect on you." Scott says.
"It's useful sometimes, at least for my job. I get visions of the person's life and help Clive catch the killer if I can." Liv tells Scott.
"Wow, that's amazing." Scott compliments.
"It would be if it didn't screw up my social life. I pushed away my fiancée and only make him hate me whenever I try to be close to him, last time I was on this brain and almost dry humped him the day after I treated him like he wasn't even there.
Peyton hates me, because I'm not the old Liv anymore." Liv tells him saddened.
"That's rough. But I get what you mean. My first girlfriend's family was a clan of hunters. As in werewolf hunters." Scott clarifies.
"We loved each other a lot but it didn't last through all of the struggles." Scott tells her.
"So, do you want to stay over? Because you didn't follow me by car." Scott asks.
"Yes. I'd like that." Liv replies, biting her lips sexily.
"Take a shower." He tells her laughing and goes in his bedroom to fix up the bed for her.
Liv watches him through the open door for a bit before going into the shower.
"Can you still hear me?" Liv asks while standing under the running shower.
"Yes." She hears the answer coming from the living room.
"Good." She says, smirking and starts humming while washing her body and playing with herself a bit, causing the occasional pant and moan.
When she leaves the shower in nothing but a towel around herself, she sees Scott avoiding eye contact and blushing on the couch.
"If you change your mind. I'm very close by." Liv tells him, going to his bedroom slowly and when she's standing in the doorframe she undoes the knot of the towel, letting it drop to the floor and gives him perfect view of her creamy pale back.
Scott looks down after getting over the surprise.
Liv then enters his bedroom and lies down, enjoying the strong scent of Scott around her and her hands start rubbing certain places again with her letting out a sensual gasp or a delighted hum every now and then.
Scott tries not to listen in, but even if he wasn't a werewolf, Liv left open the door intentionally and isn't as quiet as she could be.
'This is torture.' Scott thinks to himself, his arousal bothering him a lot and he goes to the kitchen, getting himself something to drink.
After gulping down some water Scott takes his phone and the attached earbuds, popping them in and starts playing music to block out the erotic sounds of the horny Zombie occupying his bedroom and from the sounds of it getting off in his sheets.