We Will Make It Thought This

Chapter 8: No One Will Ever Hurt You Again

Pairing: Nick/ Luke

Rating: PG-13

Luke blinked at that. "What?" Nick looked down, blushing, he kept his hand o his lap.

"Ah…nothing. Don't worry about it man." Nick smiled as he patted Luke's back. He stood up and headed to the door. "Think I'm going to you know go outside."

"Nick…it's late. Come on, man."

"I….want to take a walk."

"I can't let you do that. Even more when the world is like…..this." Luke did have a point, but Nick just stared at the mirror across the way. He could see that sad look on the older man's face. He pity him. "Nick…." That tone. He knew it anyway. It was Luke's way of talking down to him, to put a bandage and hopes it just heals without him doing anything. Nick closed his eyes and fought everything back, tears, anger, the urge to break stuff.

"Just say it already, rip the bandage off already. You don't love me like that I get it…you know what I didn't even mean that type of love….i love you like a brother. Okay?" Nick was doing it again, Luke could tell. When things got to difficult, he attacked like some scared wild animal backing into a corner. Luke soundless walked in front of Nick, who now was leaning against the doorway. Luke held Nick's hand with one hand as the other rested on Nick's cheek. Nick jerked and growled at him.

"Would you at least wait till I say something before you stomp off in a hissing fit?" Nick looked away, blushing.

"But I know what you will say…."

"Oh really? Then why are you running off if you know?" That got Nick's attention pretty quickly, surprised, but then doubt quickly replace it.

"What's that suppose to mean?"

Luke rolled his eyes as he shakes his head, a smiled formed. "Nick, you can be dense sometimes."

"Hey!"

Luke snickered as he held tighter to Nick's hand. "Come here. Closer I got a secret to tell you." Nick rolled his eyes as he lend down. "You have always been mine. No matter how many girls you or I had, you were always mine and I was always yours. Remember that." Luke whispered so sweetly in Nicks ear. Nick got all flustered about it. Luke lay a gentle kiss on Nick jaw. "Yes always mine…." Luke wrapped an arm around Nick's neck, bringing him closer to his chest. "…my love." Nick was reluctant but then he cling to Luke's shirt. They stayed like that holding onto each other, until Luke cleared his throat. "I think it's time we get some sleep."

"Yeah…" Nick mumbled softly as Luke lend him back to the bed. Luke thought it best not to push Nick to far, so quickly. His arm was still broken even if it was slowing great signs of healing nicely. It had been a few months since the accident, since everything changed on them. Things were simple this way, with him cuddling against him, curled into a ball. It was a start and that was all Luke could had dreamed for. He couldn't even care less what change his mind. He was his and maybe it has always been like that. Even when they kids and growing up, things became normal between them, no matter how weird they may seem to others. It never felt weird to them to be so close to each other. Hugs, whenever they tackled each other, slept in the same bed, everything was always normal and treated that way between them. Everyone looked on them and teased them often but now, Luke like to image that all those people got ate by the zombies.

The mourning came far to quickly, it only felt like Luke just shut his eyes to be just greeted by the blinding light of the sun mere moments later. He groans as he pulled the covers over them and held Nick tightly to his chest. Nick stirred as he slowly got up."Whaa?" Nick mumbled, very much out of it still.

"Shush…just go back to sleep." No arguing there, Nick slipped back into sleep. They slept for a good 10 minutes, then things irrupted. Gunshots ranged outside, yelling, screaming, cry, hell was breaking lose. Luke sat up as he just caught sight of Pete running across. "Pete! Wait!" Luke cried out, Pete came to a stop and backed up. "What the hell is going on?" Pete opened his mouth, but then closed it as he looked down. Luke blinked as he caught his glanced and looked down. Nick was holding his mid drift tightly. Pete raised an eyebrow. "I can explain…!"

"Not now…..Tony is out there making a fuse and shooting every god dam zombie he sees. It's attracting a lot of unwanted attention and no way this will end well."

Luke groan as he pulled Nick off of him, already missing the warmth. But business called him. Nick groan as he rubbed his eyes. "Mourning already?" Luke shushed him. "Go back to sleep. I'll deal with it." Nick huffed at him. "Don't treat me like a little kid. I can help." Luke groan as he rubs his face. "Fine. Just don't say I didn't warn you." Luke was to tired to deal with Nick stubbornness. They got out of bed and headed on down the stairs.

Rebecca was panic in the living room, as she was looking out the window. Pete walked over to her, rubbing her arms, providing some comfort. "Nick, go talk to your dad or something." Pete looked over at Nick, who just groan. "I'm the last person he probably wants to talk to." Luke stepped closer to him and held his hand. "I will help you out there, if I can." Nick nodded his head at Luke. "Well then let go for one. You know how he gets about well…this thing." Luke slowly nods his head as he let go of Nick's hand. "I never did like it when he dose go on his anti-gay rants." Nick turned to look at the door. "Yeah…no one dose. Now let's get this thing over with because I don't know about you but I tired and want to go back to bed." "Here. Here." Luke agreed. They made there way out, Luke for once shadowing Nick's moments.

Tony was making such a ruckus, shooting at everything that moved. He was on top of the truck yelling at the top of his lungs. Nick took a few steps forward, Luke grabbed his arm. "I can had…." But before he could say anything, he felt a sudden pain in his chest. He could hear shelf yell, but yet it sounded distant. Luke caught Nick as he fell. "Fuck! Fuck!" Pete and Rebacca came running out, more screams. Everything felt so distant and cold, even in Luke's protective arms. Nick was drifting in and out of consciousness, so many things going on around him, he focus on Luke. Only Luke's voice, heartbeat, and smell.

"Tony! What the hell do you were doing?"

"He jumped out on me and….and…and I shot! Not my fault!"

"Soonn! Is he going to be okay? Please tell me he's going to be okay."

"I….I….don't know…..Nick can you hear me? You're going to be okay. Just hang in there!" Nick's vision was blurring, he could hardly make out the faces around him. His eyes fell on something moving closer towards them, nearly a foot from where his father was. "Dad…." His voice was weak as he reached out towards him. "Beh…" But it was far to late, the thing fell on him. Nick could here more screaming but it was getting harder to hear it. He felt as if he was slipping away.

Luke was freaking out, but he did his best to keep it all off his face. He was so calm and collect but inside he was screaming. This wasn't happening impossible. Bad dream! Nick had stopped moving. A zombie had fallen on top of Tony. He was now struggling with it. Luke stared at the discarded gun, he could run towards it and shot the zombie, saving him. But all those years came rushing in. His harsh treatment towards both him and Nick. The gay remarks towards him even before he found out he had a thing for Nick, brutal attacks. Every broken bottle throw at Nick, black eyes, bruises, every call from Nick with him crying softly, struggling not too.

" How could you let him do this to you?"

"I deserved it. I talked out of line and he punched me."

"Nick….." Luke had held his shoulders, at the time they were roughly the same size. "You don't deserve to get punched for telling him what you thought."

The silence, Nick refusing to talk to him anymore about it. It was always the same with him. Even after 17 years, Nick still hide a lot from Luke. The core of it all pointed straight towards this man, this monster.

Luke stay where he was, a cold hard look on his face. He flinches as he heard the sound of crunching noises, Tony begging for help. Luke dared a glance and nearly threw up. The thing was ripping him apart and eating his insides. Luke closed his eyes, Pete was fusing over his gun and Rebecca was crying loudly now. Luke grabbed Nick and ran.

He ran inside the house. There was nowhere else to go. Nick felt so heavy in his arms, was he this heavy after the car wreck? Luke couldn't remember. He was so calm back then, why can't he be calm now? Maybe it was the fear of losing someone who loved loved him vs just a friend. He didn't know, his logic was failing him. It sounded stupid but that was how he justify his new found fear. Luke rushed up the stairs, "Stay with me, buddy."

"Luke!" Pete pushed open the front door but by that time Luke was on top of the staircase. He had no time to stop so he kept running towards Nick's room.

"Fuck! Fuck!" He threw Nick on to the bed and lock the door, with the three locks. He stared at them and the longer he stared, the angrier he got about Tony. He remember the day Nick paid out of his own birthday money to get the locks. It had happened after a pretty bad fight between the two, the first bottle of wine to hit him in the face. He was afraid for his life back then of him. But now such an event seem so small compare to him shooting his son with no remorse, a death penalty in Luke's mind. How dare he hurt someone he loved for so long and be allowed to live? It was a cruel thought but that was how he felt.

He locked them and return to Nick's side. "Fuck!" He lifted Nick's shirt which somehow felt weird when he thought about it. His eyes fell on the scar on his stomach, which actually was sexy. He wanted to touch it but no time for such fantasies. He spotted the shot wound, it didn't look close enough to be fatal and he was breathing. Luke sigh with relief, he was going to be fine. Pete banged on the door making Luke jump.

"Open the door kid." Kid? Luke wasn't a kid he was roughly 24, an adult! "He needs medical help." Pete continue sounded more and more piss by the moment. Luke sighed in defeat as he unlock the locks. "Good at least you aren't as stubborn as him. Oh don't give me that look mister. You are far from a doctor and he needs medical attention. Oh and I would stay away from Rebecca if I was you. I know what happened back there. You had a chance and you let him to die like that."

"He hurt Nick…" Luke grumbles under his breath. To be scold like a child, he was just glad Nick wasn't awake. "I know but hell it's not worth killing…" "Yes…..yes it is and I will kill or let anyone die if they dare hurt my Nick. I don't care…" Luke storm on out of the room and out the door.

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Luke got real dark at the end in this chapter even I'm surprise. I swear things will get lighter after this, a little. Next chapter is plan out to some point but yet again there is going to be a dark scene in it somewhere. Don't know about the chapter after that though so just wait till the next one and I try to get it out faster then this. I swear the next one would get more into their relationship, just in Telltale fashion death has to happen. But a little spoiler scenery will change.