Angie

By Tree007

Summary: 2D's sister is kicked out of her apartment and left out in the streets. Having no one to turn to she calls her brother and is allowed to stay there. She gets along with everyone pretty well except Murdoc. Fights break out and a dark romance ensues.

Pairing: Murdoc/OC

Author's Note: Thanks to monkey-ali, mimicute34, Jynx/TitanGirl for reviewing. You guys are awesome!

Chapter 2

Murdoc strode into the kitchen the next morning, to find Noodle and Angie sitting at the table drinking green tea. His eyes locked onto Angie's and blushing, she looked away. Murdoc couldn't help but smile mischievously. He had enjoyed last night's tease; maybe he would make it a full time job? He watched her as he went around the kitchen trying to find his spare bottle of vodka. She wore white shorts that showed off her long legs and a simple light pink t-shirt with a lemon on the front and a long braid of blue hair went down her back.

"Looking switched on Angie," Murdoc said being half serious as he walked over to the cupboard.

Angie turned in her chair and stuck her tongue out at him and continued the conversation she was having with Noodle. Shocked at the gesture, he decided to try another strategy. He opened the drawer right below him and gathered up all the silverware in his hands. He placed both hands over the floor and opened them, causing the silverware to fall and scatter all over the floor. Both Noodle and Angie turned and looked at Murdoc. For a split second no one did or said anything.

"Oh no!" Murdoc said, his voice trying to sound surprised but doing a horrible job. "It appears that all the silverware has fallen out of this here drawer, what ever shall I do?"

Angie turned around and took another sip at her tea. There was no way in hell she would help clean up that mess. Silence overcame the kitchen. Angie looked up at both Murdoc and Noodle, who were staring at her.

"What?" Angie said nervously.

Noodle looked down at the mess and up to Angie again. Angie sighed, yes yes I get the hint. Without a word Angie got up from her chair and dropped down to her knees and began picking up and organizing the forks. She stopped and looked up at Murdoc who just watched her crawl around on all fours. Like a dog he thought, trying to suppress a laugh.

"Well?" Angie said, slightly frustrated. It was already her second day there and she was already upset. Leave it to Murdoc to bring out the worst in me She thought.

"Well what?" Murdoc asked, leaning up against the counter.

"Are you going to help me or what?" Angie said putting the forks in a neat little stack.

Murdoc pondered this for awhile, "Hmm, after I find me Vodka."

"What!" Angie said sitting up on the back of her legs. "That isn't fair."

Murdoc looked down at her, her amber eyes staring up at him, practically burning holes in him. He hated to admit it, but she looked so adorable on the floor getting all steamed up. Murdoc gave her a smile, "Love, life isn't fair. I can't even find me vodka!"

Angie went back to gathering the silverware, singling out the spoons this time. "Some crisis," she muttered, rolling her eyes. Angie reached for a spoon just as Murdoc walked by and kicked it straight across room.

"Oopsie," Murdoc said his voice full of false sincerity as he walked over to the fridge.

Angie stood straight up, she had had an enough. "That's it! You can clean this up yourself!"

Pulling a bottle of Vodka out of the fridge, Murdoc ignored her. "Ah, here it is" He muttered as he unscrewed the cap and took a gulp. "Ah, so refreshing…" Murdoc said as he walked out of the kitchen.

Angie looked around for Noodle's support, but she was nowhere to be found. She sighed, placing a hand on her hip. Just then 2D walked in, a cigarette in hand. "'Ello Angie, did yeh have an accident?" Angie just sighed and went back down to the floor gathering the silverware. 2D kneeled beside and helped her.

Angie stood up and threw the silverware into the drawer and washed her hands in the sink as 2D put the rest that was left into the drawer. "Hey Stu-pot, is it alright if you drive me into town? I just need to buy a couple of things?" Angie asked, drying her hands off.

2D took a puff from his cigarette, "Sorry love, I can't right now. Noodle and I are in the middle of writing a song and I just came in here to get a drink. Why don't ye ask Russell or Murdoc? I'm sure one of 'em could take ye."

Angie though for a moment, she wouldn't dare ask Murdoc, but Russell? There was no reason not to and after all it would be a great way of having a more personal conversation, you know, to get to know him.

"Hmm thanks anyways Stu-pot," Angie said and walked out of the kitchen, now searching for Russell. But after several of minutes of searching she found him in the studio working on some weird goat looking thing. As soon as he saw her approaching he growled at her. Taking the hint, Angie got herself the hell out of there and quick.

Feeling defeated and almost nervous, Angie then made her way down to the car park. Her heart pounding, she knocked on the door of Murdoc's Winnebago. Please don't answer, please don't answer she repeated over and over in her head.

"What the bloody hell you want?"

Angie looked up and saw Murdoc standing there without his shirt on. She was beginning to wonder if he even owned a shirt. She continued to stare at him and noticed his upside-down cross lying against his skin greenish-tan skin, his swallow muscles showing themselves off. She gulped.

"Will you…um…take me out?" Angie asked shyly, unsure how to ask someone you've been fighting with since day one to do a favor for you.

"Yeh aren't my type," Murdoc muttered and slammed the door on her.

Blinking several times, Angie grew hot in the face. "That's not what I meant and you know it!" She shouted at the door. Without waiting for a response, she opened the unlocked door to the Winnebago and stepped in side.

"Hey, hey! What do you think you're doing! Get out!" Murdoc shouted, walking out of his bedroom and pointing to exit. "You just can't come barging in here!"

Angie planted her feet firmly on the ground. She was going nowhere. "I'm sorry, but I need you to me to the store." She crossed her arms as Murdoc stomped closer and closer to her. Angie let out a surprised gasp as she was practically thrown over Murdoc's shoulders.

"Put me down! Put me down!" She shrieked, kicking her legs.

Murdoc kicked his door open, walked down to the last step and proceeded to put Angie down, sliding her down the front on him so that she would end up on her feet, when Angie let out a small scream. Closing her eyes shut, she felt her body slip. Not wanting to fall, he wrapped her arms around Murdoc's neck and clutched one leg around his waist, her face burying itself in the crook of his neck.

"Don't drop me!" She cried out, shaking as she felt his arms close around her.

This was not what Murdoc was expecting. He felt his heart pounding faster in his chest as he began to take in how soft her body was against his and the clean, but intoxicating scent she gave off. Angie also felt something. She didn't know what it was but she held on to him, enjoying the feeling of a man's arms around her. She had to admit, the last time she experienced something like this was too long ago. Murdoc also couldn't help but push her closer into himself. He could stay that way for hours.

Or maybe not…

"What in the hell do you think you're doing? Get off of me!" Said Murdoc.

Pulling Angie off of him, he set her on the car park's floor. "I thought you were going to drop me!" Angie replied, stepping back a little. She adjusted her shirt, pulling it down since it had crawled its way up when she slid down him. Murdoc rolled his eyes and slammed the door to his Winnebago shut. It was Angie turn to growl. She walked up to the door and tried to open the door. That jackass locked the door!

Not giving in so easily, Angie began kicking the side of the Winnebago. After a few kick she saw Murdoc's face sprout out of one of the windows, looking absolutely irate. "What the bloody hell are you doing to me Winne?"

Angie looked up at him and smiled. "Take me to the store!"

"No!"

Angie shrugged and began kicking his Winnebago again and again until Murdoc came storming out of the Winne, wearing a simple white t-shirt and his car keys in hand. "Do you give up?" Angie said in her sweetest voice as he walked past her, obviously very peeved. Still walking, Murdoc looked over his shoulder at Angie and hissed at her.

Smiling triumphantly, Angie followed him over to his car.

XxXxXx

Angie stepped out into the parking lot of Westminster's Grocery feeling nauseated. The car ride over here made her feel incredibly dizzy and not to mention her throat was sore from screaming. He didn't have to do donuts in the parking while going 90mph she thought as she watched him get out of the car, his face beaming.

"Enjoy that love? We can do it again on the way back." Murdoc said pulling a cigarette out of the pack he had in his back pocket and lighting it up.

"I hope you choke on that," Angie spat at him and looked away, her arms crossed. Murdoc then started making choking noises, "Help! Help!" Angie looked at him, for a moment actually believing he was choking. When she realized he wasn't, she flipped him off and started walking towards the entrance of the grocery. Murdoc followed her, laughing his ass off.

Once inside Murdoc went off on his own way, which didn't really bother Angie, she just hoped we would leave without her. Putting that thought aside, she grabbed a buggy and went down the aisles finding the things she needed. Unknown to her though, Murdoc was watching her go down the snack food aisle. He would have his revenge. Just as she was about to grab a bag of chips, a monstrous green hand shot from beneath the set up, knocking the surrounding bags off the shelf.

"ARGGH!" Shouted the voice behind the hand.

Angie screamed backing away, absolutely terrified. The hand disappeared and was replaced with uncontrollable laughter.

"Murdoc!" Angie shouted angrily. She regained her composure and walked up to the hole that was now in the shelf and looked through it. Murdoc's hand shot through the hole and grabbed a hold of Angie's braid and began pulling at it.

"Brains! Brains!" Murdoc moaned, sounding zombie-like.

Angie squealed and blushed with embarrassment as she watched people walk past her, giving her odd looks. "Cut it out Murdoc!" She said, wincing from having her hair pulled. Finally he let go, laughing like the jackass that he was. Angie, forgetting the chips, hurried over to the next aisle, looking for Murdoc. She was surprised and a bit curious when she didn't find him there. Where did that idiot run off to?

Walking away and continuing her shopping, she kept a close outlook for him. She turned down the wheat product aisle, picking out bagels when out of the corner of her eye she spot of Murdoc's black hair in the aisle next to her. Giggling to herself, she climbed into her buggy and was tall enough to peer over the shelves and confirmed, it was indeed Murdoc's hair.

She bent down in the buggy, snickering to herself. She looked around to make sure no one was watching and grabbed a bag of bagels and slowly rose and peered over the shelf. She lifted the bagels in the air and chunked them at Murdoc's head. "HAH! I got you!" She said laughing.

"What the bloody hell?" Murdoc said, looking up at the Angie who couldn't stop laughing. "Oh you're going to get it now."

Before Angie could get out of the buggy, Murdoc ran around the corner and grabbed the buggy and started running through the aisles with her still in the buggy. "Murdoc!" Angie protested, holding onto the side of the buggy so she wouldn't fall. Murdoc laughed as he turned the corner tightly, almost tipping the buggy over, causing Angie to squeal in fright. She moved her groceries aside and sat down.

"Take me back to the wheat," Angie said.

"I'm sorry the 'Murdoc Express' only has one conductor and that me, Murdoc Niccals." Murdoc slowed down his pace and found his way over to the beer section. He stocked the entire bottom of the buggy with beer and then went to the self-check out line. Angie handed him the items one by one until there was none left. That's when Murdoc bent over the buggy and picked up Angie, with arm under her the crook of her legs and one arm under her back.

"What are you doing!" Angie said, blushing as she saw people stare at them. She could only imagine what they were thinking.

"Let's see, I wonder," Murdoc said as he rubbed her bottom on the scanner. "How much does this blue hair lass cost?"

"Nothing you could afford," Angie replied laughing. Murdoc brought back down to her feet. "I'm in the Gorillaz, I can afford anything and everything." Angie handed him the money she owed for her groceries and he paid for his. Putting everything is sacks, she grabbed her stuff and Murdoc hauled his beer in the buggy and walked off to the car.

After loading everything in the car, Murdoc shoved the buggy her way and gave Angie the 'put this back' look. As she put the buggy back, Murdoc drove up beside her. As she reached for the door, the car moved forward. Angie started laughing as she walked the added length and reached for the door handle. Again, Murdoc drove up further.

"Murdoc!" Angie shouted, laughing. This time she ran up to the door an opened it as he drove forward and jumped in. Angie closed the door, still laughing and looked at Murdoc.

"It's about time," Murdoc said, his voice sounding a bit aggravated and driving out of the parking lot. Angie looked at Murdoc and swore she saw him give a small smile. It was the first time she saw him genuinely smile, even if it was small one. Angie grinned, "It's about time." It was Murdoc's turn to look at her and just grunted.

Yeah she's alright… He's not too bad…

They sat in awkward silence for awhile, Murdoc turned on the radio, adjusting the knob and but then turned it back off when all the radio produced was static. "Bloody radio…" Murdoc muttered. Angie smiled, trying to suppress a laugh.

Murdoc cleared his throat, "So, uh, Angie is it? Strange name, is it short for something?" He looked at his rear view mirror.

Angie's smile got even bigger. Was he trying to make conversation? She found this to be very, interesting, since he was the one who practically had a cow when she first arrived. "Yes, short for Angeline."

"Angeline…hm," Murdoc repeated to himself. "Pretty name, though I don't think it suits you."

Angie looked over at him. "Honestly?"

"You look more like a Mildred ," Murdoc said teasingly.

Angie made a gagging noise, "Wretched!"

"Beatrix?" Murdoc laughed as Angie shot him a nasty look.

"Speaking of horrible names, what kind of name is Murdoc?" Angie said grinning.

"What kind of name is Angeline?" Murdoc looked at her, his eyebrows raised.

Angie shrugged and looked out the window, sighing. Silence once again flew upon them and every once in a while Murdoc would take a quick glance at her. Apparently he wasn't the most interesting person to hold a conversation with. Taking his right hand, Murdoc slammed it in the middle of the stirring wheel, causing the horn to sound off and causing Angie to jump straight in her seat.

"What the hell!" She cried out, clutching her chest and breathing heavily. "Why do you always have to scare me?"

"There was a bloody squirrel in the middle of the road; you didn't want me to run it over now did you?" Murdoc said trying not to laugh, but failing miserably.

"You're such a liar; you don't kiss your mum with that mouth do you?" Angie said, folding her arms over her chest.

"You'll be surprised what I've kissed with this mouth," Murdoc said with a smirk. "Want a go?" He slipped his tongue at Angie and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Ugh!" Angie said, scrunching her noise. 'Disgusting!"

'No love, talented" Murdoc purred. Angie turned back into her seat, looking very disturbed. These couple of months were going to be interesting.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Author's Note: Sorry this chapter is so short, but I promise the next one will be longer and contain jucier stuff. Thanks again to everyone who reviewed! Comments and suggestions are welcomed!