Title: Stepping In Good Fortune
Author: Me and Bunny!
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own them. Neither does Bunny. We are sorely disappointed. We don't own the song either! Damn.
Rating: R so far.
Summary: An AU fic. What if Trudy got pregnant a little later? Trex-Fic!
Author's Notes: There's a lot of them, LoL. This is an AU fic for the simple reason that I haven't seen much of the Tribe, definitely missed most of the early seasons. But when I started to talk to Bunny, who already had been watching, about the show we began to bat ideas I couldn't resist taking up the fic.
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW:
* Takes place five or six months after the virus hit.
* Trudy had a minor crush on Bray, which became stronger after the Virus hit.
* Lex and KC are brothers [Per Bunny's request :)]
*I'm not sure of everyone that was around then, so just go with the fic, it IS alternate universe anyway. Which only means that I could screw with everything a bit. ;) But, as the fic stands here are the characters: -Trudy, Lex, Bray, Amber, Ebony, Zoot, Jaffa, KC, Patsy, Cloe, Ellie, Alice, Jack, Ryan, Salene, Java, Siva, Dal. -- Zandra was never there, mostly because I didn't know about her, and Tai-San was there, but went away for a while before anything could develop between her and Lex.
*Lex is already Sheriff, elected by Bray to try and keep order among everyone and over see the protection of the Mallrats.
*The people that know that Bray and Zoot are brothers are: Trudy, Lex, Amber, Bray. If anyone else suspects, they're keeping quiet in this fic. :)
I may add more later, but for know this is it. Sorry for loading it on everyone, but I know nothing. Next time I do a fic I'll be hella better prepared, that's for damn sure.
I wrote the first part.
**
He picked up a small pile of clothes.
Nothing.
He was already late and this wasn't helping.
"Come on, Lex, just a minute?"
"No, KC, I don't have time to some little kids games with you right now," he barked out as he searched for his hat.
"You never have time anymore," his little brother added quietly. He turned to charge from the room but Lex sighed, annoyed, and caught him.
"Look, later on we'll have a round of ball, all right? I'm not ignoring you, KC, but I have a lot of work to do."
"You mean it? Later?"
"Yeah, yeah, I mean it," he assured. "Now go find Cloe, go to class or something, Ryan was complaining about you skipping yesterday and I don't have enough of an imagination to last another one of his blathering rants."
KC smiled briefly and nodded, hurrying off so as not to muss his chances of a minute of the time his brother had promised him. Lex watched him go, it'd been a while now and he still hadn't done the things he should have for KC. He hadn't really hung out with him much before the virus, their age difference ensuring that the only time they were seen together was when his mother forced him to drag - what he used to refer to as 'the squealing little whiner' - to the park or someplace . . . but . . . When the virus hit, during their parents decline, they had to stick together, and after. . . Lex probably hadn't done everything he should; his saving grace was the fact KC was still on Earth. He had no idea how to take care of a kid, he wasn't Ryan or Salene who'd jumped into the parental roles so perfectly. He wasn't that kind of man, and he didn't think he would be, ever. KC was enough responsibility for him, and if he could say one thing it was that he'd at least taught his brother to rely on himself.
He shook his head, brushing off the hard time he was giving himself over his choices for what was left of his true family. They were still here, still strong, and - if anything came down - there would only be two people Lex would protect, KC, and himself.
That was it.
He'd try to help the others, no doubt, but if it were a choice between them and the Mallrats, the dwellers would lose. It wasn't right to say, but this life was about survival, and he wanted to do just that.
Finally he saw his boot peeking out from behind the dresser, he grabbed it, tugging it on and hopping out the door to meet Bray and Amber.
**
Trudy stumbled once, but didn't fall. She kicked the annoying and bothersome rock that had gotten in her way before plopping onto the beach and looking at the ocean. The waves crashed, but they seemed far away, far enough not to feel the mist it sprayed. She scrubbed her fingers through her deep violet hair and growled. Her life was in shambles, that's what it felt like, everything fell out from beneath her and whatever she could hold onto seemed to fall through her fingers like the sand below her.
She didn't feel like she could talk to anyone in the mall . . . After all, how *do* you explain this sort of thing? The love of your life was *in* love with the belle of the tribal ball?
Well, she could say that.
She'd always had a crush on Bray, it was silly in the beginning, but . . . after the virus hit she needed something to cling to, and he was there for her. Even when Martin disappeared Bray was still there to protect her and when Martin came back in his new incarnation Bray was the only unchanging thing. And she wanted something that didn't change.
But then Amber came, and the sparks flew. That was the end of anything that could have happened between the fearless leader and his less than independent friend. So Trudy dusted herself off and started to stand on her own two feet - secretly wondering if her new show of strength would bring Bray back. But it didn't, and she didn't feel that strong anyway. When she finally knew for sure that Bray and Amber were sleeping together she felt her blood boil.
Zoot happened to be camped out near-by.
It wasn't that she intentionally went after him, she'd been angrily walking - more like stalking - through the streets, trying to make sense of her life. The Locos caught her easily, and she didn't much care. When they presented her to Zoot he seemed to meld back a little, Martin was there in that one second.
Soon after, he ordered his little minions to leave. She got a little sentimental for the flash in his eyes, but it was far over-powered by his lust for domination and the mean streak that seemed to dominate him. But she got an ache for what everything *used* to be. So when he approached her and kissed her hard she didn't resist. He was that sort of familiar that she wanted. If she closed her eyes . . .
And that was it. One thing led to another, and another. It was weird. It was a little painful. It was kind of . okay . . . It wasn't like she had comparisons. But now it was done and over and she didn't want to remember that it even happened. Sleeping with the enemy. But at that moment it she could pretend he was just Martin.
He wasn't though.
When he fell asleep she gathered her clothes, sick with her actions, and snuck away. The guards saw her go, and let her. It puzzled her at first, but later she heard that the guards often thought that any disheveled figure stumbling from their leaders tent, or room, was automatically inclined to join the group. In that freedom to wander, she slipped away.
That was a month ago and she'd tried her best to forget it. Again, it'd be a little hard to explain that you dealt with losing your crush by sleeping with *Zoot* -- the fact that he used to be the Martin she knew probably wouldn't matter since no one was aware of how sweet and kind he seemed before the virus anyway.
She never did tell anyone and now she just wanted to forget it ever happened, she felt ill over it, but it was done. She thanked the stars Zoot hadn't decided to taunt their tribe with it either, she wasn't enthusiastic that having him near and increasing the chances of it coming out.
"Washed ashore, have you?"
The voice drew her from her muddled, worried thoughts and Trudy squinted at the figure in the sun and when she pulled herself up she grimaced. "What do you want, Lex?"
"What? I can't care about the safety of someone passed out on the beach? I could try mouth to mouth resuscitation if you like," he smiled.
"Please do, I'm sure there's a jellyfish somewhere in the tide just waiting for your help," she smarted, pulling herself up and dusting off her clothes as she turned away.
"You know guys don't make passes at girls with smart asses," he followed.
"Except you, I suppose. Hmm, let me check if I'm your type," she glanced down at herself as she walked and then put two fingers to her wrist. "Female and a pulse, yep, that's about it."
"Contrary to popular belief, Trudy, I don't go for just anyone," Lex bristled. "In fact I wouldn't sleep with you with Bray's--"
"Shut up, Lex," she spat sourly. It was hard enough getting over her first real love; she didn't need his remarks to remind her why she felt shattered.
"Oh, so you can dish it out but you can't take it, eh?" he smirked.
"And they say you aren't too smart. They're right of course," she muttered, ignoring him.
"Come on now, don't be like that. I know you're hurting. Lex is always there for you."
She faced him, disgusted, at his grin and suggestive attitude. "You truly bring out the vomit in me."
He put his hand to his chest as he answered. "Charmed."
Shaking her head she stomped off as Lex turned to his meeting place.
End Chapter One.
Author: Me and Bunny!
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own them. Neither does Bunny. We are sorely disappointed. We don't own the song either! Damn.
Rating: R so far.
Summary: An AU fic. What if Trudy got pregnant a little later? Trex-Fic!
Author's Notes: There's a lot of them, LoL. This is an AU fic for the simple reason that I haven't seen much of the Tribe, definitely missed most of the early seasons. But when I started to talk to Bunny, who already had been watching, about the show we began to bat ideas I couldn't resist taking up the fic.
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW:
* Takes place five or six months after the virus hit.
* Trudy had a minor crush on Bray, which became stronger after the Virus hit.
* Lex and KC are brothers [Per Bunny's request :)]
*I'm not sure of everyone that was around then, so just go with the fic, it IS alternate universe anyway. Which only means that I could screw with everything a bit. ;) But, as the fic stands here are the characters: -Trudy, Lex, Bray, Amber, Ebony, Zoot, Jaffa, KC, Patsy, Cloe, Ellie, Alice, Jack, Ryan, Salene, Java, Siva, Dal. -- Zandra was never there, mostly because I didn't know about her, and Tai-San was there, but went away for a while before anything could develop between her and Lex.
*Lex is already Sheriff, elected by Bray to try and keep order among everyone and over see the protection of the Mallrats.
*The people that know that Bray and Zoot are brothers are: Trudy, Lex, Amber, Bray. If anyone else suspects, they're keeping quiet in this fic. :)
I may add more later, but for know this is it. Sorry for loading it on everyone, but I know nothing. Next time I do a fic I'll be hella better prepared, that's for damn sure.
I wrote the first part.
**
He picked up a small pile of clothes.
Nothing.
He was already late and this wasn't helping.
"Come on, Lex, just a minute?"
"No, KC, I don't have time to some little kids games with you right now," he barked out as he searched for his hat.
"You never have time anymore," his little brother added quietly. He turned to charge from the room but Lex sighed, annoyed, and caught him.
"Look, later on we'll have a round of ball, all right? I'm not ignoring you, KC, but I have a lot of work to do."
"You mean it? Later?"
"Yeah, yeah, I mean it," he assured. "Now go find Cloe, go to class or something, Ryan was complaining about you skipping yesterday and I don't have enough of an imagination to last another one of his blathering rants."
KC smiled briefly and nodded, hurrying off so as not to muss his chances of a minute of the time his brother had promised him. Lex watched him go, it'd been a while now and he still hadn't done the things he should have for KC. He hadn't really hung out with him much before the virus, their age difference ensuring that the only time they were seen together was when his mother forced him to drag - what he used to refer to as 'the squealing little whiner' - to the park or someplace . . . but . . . When the virus hit, during their parents decline, they had to stick together, and after. . . Lex probably hadn't done everything he should; his saving grace was the fact KC was still on Earth. He had no idea how to take care of a kid, he wasn't Ryan or Salene who'd jumped into the parental roles so perfectly. He wasn't that kind of man, and he didn't think he would be, ever. KC was enough responsibility for him, and if he could say one thing it was that he'd at least taught his brother to rely on himself.
He shook his head, brushing off the hard time he was giving himself over his choices for what was left of his true family. They were still here, still strong, and - if anything came down - there would only be two people Lex would protect, KC, and himself.
That was it.
He'd try to help the others, no doubt, but if it were a choice between them and the Mallrats, the dwellers would lose. It wasn't right to say, but this life was about survival, and he wanted to do just that.
Finally he saw his boot peeking out from behind the dresser, he grabbed it, tugging it on and hopping out the door to meet Bray and Amber.
**
Trudy stumbled once, but didn't fall. She kicked the annoying and bothersome rock that had gotten in her way before plopping onto the beach and looking at the ocean. The waves crashed, but they seemed far away, far enough not to feel the mist it sprayed. She scrubbed her fingers through her deep violet hair and growled. Her life was in shambles, that's what it felt like, everything fell out from beneath her and whatever she could hold onto seemed to fall through her fingers like the sand below her.
She didn't feel like she could talk to anyone in the mall . . . After all, how *do* you explain this sort of thing? The love of your life was *in* love with the belle of the tribal ball?
Well, she could say that.
She'd always had a crush on Bray, it was silly in the beginning, but . . . after the virus hit she needed something to cling to, and he was there for her. Even when Martin disappeared Bray was still there to protect her and when Martin came back in his new incarnation Bray was the only unchanging thing. And she wanted something that didn't change.
But then Amber came, and the sparks flew. That was the end of anything that could have happened between the fearless leader and his less than independent friend. So Trudy dusted herself off and started to stand on her own two feet - secretly wondering if her new show of strength would bring Bray back. But it didn't, and she didn't feel that strong anyway. When she finally knew for sure that Bray and Amber were sleeping together she felt her blood boil.
Zoot happened to be camped out near-by.
It wasn't that she intentionally went after him, she'd been angrily walking - more like stalking - through the streets, trying to make sense of her life. The Locos caught her easily, and she didn't much care. When they presented her to Zoot he seemed to meld back a little, Martin was there in that one second.
Soon after, he ordered his little minions to leave. She got a little sentimental for the flash in his eyes, but it was far over-powered by his lust for domination and the mean streak that seemed to dominate him. But she got an ache for what everything *used* to be. So when he approached her and kissed her hard she didn't resist. He was that sort of familiar that she wanted. If she closed her eyes . . .
And that was it. One thing led to another, and another. It was weird. It was a little painful. It was kind of . okay . . . It wasn't like she had comparisons. But now it was done and over and she didn't want to remember that it even happened. Sleeping with the enemy. But at that moment it she could pretend he was just Martin.
He wasn't though.
When he fell asleep she gathered her clothes, sick with her actions, and snuck away. The guards saw her go, and let her. It puzzled her at first, but later she heard that the guards often thought that any disheveled figure stumbling from their leaders tent, or room, was automatically inclined to join the group. In that freedom to wander, she slipped away.
That was a month ago and she'd tried her best to forget it. Again, it'd be a little hard to explain that you dealt with losing your crush by sleeping with *Zoot* -- the fact that he used to be the Martin she knew probably wouldn't matter since no one was aware of how sweet and kind he seemed before the virus anyway.
She never did tell anyone and now she just wanted to forget it ever happened, she felt ill over it, but it was done. She thanked the stars Zoot hadn't decided to taunt their tribe with it either, she wasn't enthusiastic that having him near and increasing the chances of it coming out.
"Washed ashore, have you?"
The voice drew her from her muddled, worried thoughts and Trudy squinted at the figure in the sun and when she pulled herself up she grimaced. "What do you want, Lex?"
"What? I can't care about the safety of someone passed out on the beach? I could try mouth to mouth resuscitation if you like," he smiled.
"Please do, I'm sure there's a jellyfish somewhere in the tide just waiting for your help," she smarted, pulling herself up and dusting off her clothes as she turned away.
"You know guys don't make passes at girls with smart asses," he followed.
"Except you, I suppose. Hmm, let me check if I'm your type," she glanced down at herself as she walked and then put two fingers to her wrist. "Female and a pulse, yep, that's about it."
"Contrary to popular belief, Trudy, I don't go for just anyone," Lex bristled. "In fact I wouldn't sleep with you with Bray's--"
"Shut up, Lex," she spat sourly. It was hard enough getting over her first real love; she didn't need his remarks to remind her why she felt shattered.
"Oh, so you can dish it out but you can't take it, eh?" he smirked.
"And they say you aren't too smart. They're right of course," she muttered, ignoring him.
"Come on now, don't be like that. I know you're hurting. Lex is always there for you."
She faced him, disgusted, at his grin and suggestive attitude. "You truly bring out the vomit in me."
He put his hand to his chest as he answered. "Charmed."
Shaking her head she stomped off as Lex turned to his meeting place.
End Chapter One.