#znation 10k fanfic

[zaynmirrors]

Fire on Fire: Part 20

A/N: Getting close to the end guys! Does anyone have any ideas for another series or blurbs? Open to suggestions.

Chapter 20

10k stayed in and out of consciousness, so much to the point I was starting to worry. Eventually, by luck, we met up with Warren and the others. 

“I’m sorry I dragged you into this” Warren spoke, glancing back at me in the rearview mirror. 

I shook my head, “All good” though I’m not sure it was. 

“How’s your little girl?” She smiled fondly at the memory of her. 

A small smile tugged on my lips, “She’s good, talking, being a menace” which earned a chuckle from Warren. 

“Where is your daughter now?” Hector, who I managed to learn they had beef with for a while but was now on our side. 

I winced, “it’s a long story, but she's with this couple that took us in. Very fortified place”

Hector nodded and mumbled something about that being nice as Doctor Sun Mei glanced back at 10k who slept, she said nothing but looked skeptical. 

“What can you tell us about Murphy town?” Warren asked. 

I shook my head. “Not much, there’s a lot of security, a zombie moat, and these people just listen to him”

“Now that’s odd” Warren grunted, I nodded. 

“That’s all I got before he knocked me out” I stated 

Hector raised an eyebrow “knocked you out?”

I nodded, “yeah, woke up in a psych ward, that’s how I met up with doc and 10k”

“Oh you’re gonna wanna hear this!” Doc piped up and went on to tell the whole story, I snorted, laughing at some of the funny parts. 

“Sounds like you guys have been up to quite a bit” Addy pipes up. I nod. The ride continued swapping stories of zombies, family before, and just what we wish the world was now. 

Warren pulled to a stop at a lookout that gave us a good view of Murphy's little village. If it came to a fight I don't know if I'd be able to go down swinging. I promised I'd make it back to Em. 

I sighed quietly, taking a look at 10k who was still passed out. Good, sleep it off. The more time I have to plan out this conversation the better. 

Warren decided to set up camp here, so we sat around a low-burning fire eating beans Maggie packed for me. I stood taking what was left of my bowl over to the opened trunk of the car where 10k lay. Though instead of asleep, his eyes were open staring at the roof of the car. His head turned my way. Fuck. 

“How long have you been here?” He asked, voice still groggy from sleep, or drugs, or Murphy, hell maybe a combo. 

I took a breath, “been here a while” he sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the trunk. 

He looked at the bowl in my hand and then back up to my face. “Come to really put a knife in my chest?” He deadpanned. 

No emotion was shown in his eyes, I glanced over to see if anyone was listening, if they were they were doing a good job hiding it. 

“I came to apologize, and save your ass” I offered up the bowl of beans, he crossed his arms over his chest in rejection so I set it on the edge of the trunk beside him. 

He stayed silent, either not wanting to listen or telling me to continue. Regardless I continued. “I was selfish, I chose Emma over you and the mission and I’m sorry.”

He loosened the tightness of his arms but his face remained stoic so I just went on, “Every waking moment I think about you, about us. fuck you’re in my dreams too. I was stupid and you can hate me all you want, I deserve it.” 

He remained silent, as tears threatened to spill. Heat ran its way up from my cheeks to the tops of my ears. I could tell he was in contemplation, I knew him all too well. “I would’ve gone with you,” he said, firm and truthful. “You could’ve just said something, everything could’ve been okay. All you had to do was just fucking say something!” His fist hit the carpet inside but still made a loud enough noise that made me jump. 

He went on, “The little savior act isn’t going to fix things. I should’ve known you would’ve picked that thing over me. I was happier thinking you were dead” 

I couldn’t stop the tear that fell down my cheek but I wasn’t about to cry in earshot of everyone else. I simply nodded and walked away, noticing we had gathered an audience. 

My feet carried me past the group, ignoring Warren calling out for me. This is exactly how I figured it would go. I should’ve just stayed at the farm. Crawling into one of the tents we set up, I laid on the sleeping bag and sobbed, Not caring about anyone hearing me. 

I sobbed, knowing you fucked up was one guilt but hearing it was a whole other level. I almost hadn’t heard Addy enter the tent. “Y/N, you wanna talk?”

Shaking my head earned a sigh from her, then some rustling and a sudden warmth at my back. I didn’t stray from her touch when she wrapped around me.

Addy rested her nose on the top of my head. A hand in my hair, rubbing in soothing circles. “I don’t think he means what he said,” she said lowly. So they had heard. 

I shook my head but she just shushed me, “Give him time, it’s obvious he’s not in the right mind at the moment”. It didn’t matter to me, somewhere deep in his mind he meant that. She held me, soothing me as I cried. Even as I fell asleep. 

That morning I woke alone, not that it bothered me. I was becoming used to waking up alone. I didn’t want to leave the safety of the tent. Leaving meant facing the group. Facing 10k. I couldn’t do that, though there wasn’t much choice in that matter. I’d have to leave eventually. 

Before I could even think about getting up Warren made her way into the tent, biscuit in hand which she offered out to me. I took it with a small smile. 

“He ran off” was all she said, I knew though. I just nodded and so she continued “We’re gonna fight, it'll be messy. I know you got that little girl to take care of so if you wanted to leave” Did I want to leave? I felt indifferent about fighting.

“If you find yourselves out our way, stop by,” I said, she nodded. I’m sure she knew what my choice was going to be. I told her how to find us, “when 10K gets fixed-“

She smiled, “I’ll send him your way, give that little girl a hug for me” I nodded and smiled, turning on my heel to face the tent. 

I didn’t waste time gathering my stuff. When I was done, I went to say my goodbyes but saw Addie talking to Warren who held a sullen expression on her face. 

Doc grabbed my attention as he said “I hate to see you go again” I turned to look at him. 

“I know, I want to stay and make sure he’s okay but I can’t.” He held his hand up as if he understood, “If I would’ve just stayed-“

“Hey, don’t. None of us could’ve known that Murphy was going to do that.” He placed a hand on my shoulder. “Murphy set that whole thing up, he knew what he was doing, it wasn’t your fault”

It was like everything clicked together, he truly had planned it all out. Fucker. He deserves everything that’s coming. “You bring him home to me,” I said, pulling Doc into a tight hug.

“We’ll be right behind you kiddo,” he said into my hair, slowly loosening his hold on me. With that, I left. 

Chapter 21

Taglist:

@whenmypartysover @multifandomlesbianic @isimpfordanielpark

@ophelia-nightt @peezbabey @lizzardgreene @lizx13 @nohemi2500

@missricecrispy @nightowlgirl

[ashtonsmonstersden]

Requests are open!

REQUESTS ARE: OPEN

How to request a writing piece?

- Comment on this post! (ao3)

- Write me a private message!

- Use the ask box! (tumblr)

What can I write?

-NSFW

* All kinks that are consensual are welcome to request them. I won't write  non-con.

* I won't write anything sexual if any of the characters present are underage.

* You can totally include some writing prompts so I can know what exactly you want : )

-SFW

* I can use any media to inspire me - You can link a song, an image, or a short description of what you want.

* Feel free to use terms like angst/fluff/comfort etc. so I can know what you need.

- I will mostly write Character x reader and it's the preferable thing to request, but we can talk about ships and if I like them/feel neutral about them, I might try to write something nice for you : )

series I feel comfortable with (+characters I am willing to write):

-STRANGER THINGS

I can write all of the characters.

Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove, 001/Henry Creel (pre or after Vecna) and Eddie Munson taken first.

-GENSHIN IMPACT

I can write all of the characters.

Itto, Kaeya, Diluc and Dottore taken first.

-LEAGUE OF LEGENDS

I can write all of them.

Sett, Kayn, Yasuo, Jhin, Swain, Viktor, Sylas, Silco, Jinx and Pyke taken first.

-DEAD BY DAYLIGHT

I can write all of them.

Frank Morrison taken first

-THE PRICE OF FLESH

Writing only Derek and Jack

-THE WALKING DEAD

I can write most of the characters.

Mitch and Marlon taken first.

-THE SOCIETY

I can write all of them.

Campbell, Harry, Lexie and Grizz taken first.

-OUTLAST

Writing only Eddie Gluskin and Miles Upshur

-ZNATION

I can write all of them.

10k taken firstly

-DEADLY CLASS

Won't write Chico, Maria and Petra, rest can be done.

Viktor, Billy and Marcus taken first.

-STEPHEN'S KING "IT"

I can write all of them.

Bowers' Gang taken firstly

-UMBRELLA ACADEMY

I can write all of them

Ben and Diego taken first.

-DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

I can write all

Connor taken first

-MONSTER PROM/CAMP

I can write all

Damien takes first.

The list will be updated!

If you are not interested in character x reader or character x character writing pieces, you can check out my fanfics! As of right now I don't have any of them listed, I'm still learning Tumblr and waiting for acceptance on AO3, but as soon as I publish them I will link them below :)

[thepineapplejuicer]

Z nation fanfic- Z Fighter

Part 5!

(None of the Znation characters belong to me, only Maren)

(gif not mine)

I watch as Doc and Cassandra begin to shake the trailer, moaning sexually and trying not to laugh. I hold my fist to my mouth and cough out the laughs quietly as I sit on the counter behind the door. Doc looks at me as mouths quietly, " You wanna help?!"

I shake my head and laugh softly.

"You guys are doing great, real convincing."

We all hear music approaching and I signal for them to wrap it up. Doc nods and in a surprised voice, he fakes as they hide behind the frame in front of the bed, "Wait! No! No! Not the knife!"  

I smile and jump off the counter as I hear the door click open. Two men enter the cramped trailer and look ahead of me, puzzled. I grin and roll my eyes, tapping one of them lightly on the shoulder. He turns on instinct and within seconds my fist collides into his nose, the bone shifting to the side. The second man moves his gun to aim, only to have the barrel of it caught in my palm. I yank it roughly away from him and use the but of it to smash into his face. I chuckle slightly as they fall down in pain, the first one still conscious. I grip the riffle like a bat and swing it up, hitting him square in the jaw.

Doc and Cassandra peek over and come out from cover, "Damn girl!" Doc laughs, "You pack a punch!" I shrug and throw the rifle to the ground. Suddenly I am rammed into the wall by a heavy man, "You're not taking my sunshine away again!" he says enraged, choking me. The moment Cassandra throws herself at him is when I realize that it must be Tobias Campbell. Doc and I watch as she stuns him with his own Taser.  Before I can ask if she is alright we hear a commotion coming from outside of the trailer, prompting us to run out the door. We watch as Charlie rams through the gate, stopping as the Zs enter the camp. Quickly, we jump into the truck with the others, speeding away as everyone in Tobias's camp is overrun by the undead.

I glanced around and smile at 10k in the trunk, "It looks like I missed one hell of an entrance."

He grinned and looked at Cassandra, the way he did...

I don't know why my stomach turned.

"Are you alright?" he asks her.

'Yeah I am, thanks for asking.' I answer in my mind.

I shift my sight somewhere else, unsure why I even had that much attitude in my mind or why I even cared if he was worried about me. A bitter whisper hushes me and tells me not to care about her answer. Doc squeezes my arm, "Those muscles of yours are the real heroes." he jokes. I fake a laugh and fold my arms, trying to push back my attitude.

I glance at 10k briefly only to see his eyes on Doc and Cassandra making my heart sink a little.

What the hell?

**********************************************

The camp we set up next to the side of the road is sketchy, not a working lamppost for miles, the darkness of the forest giving off eerie sounds. Cassandra and I are assigned guard duty, but she is out of it more than usual as the others sleep. I wait a couple of minutes, wondering what I should say, I don't know all the details of what she went through, but enough to make me uncomfortable. Finally, after a frog jumped into the road, scaring her out of her skin and turning it into roadkill I knew I had to say something.

Cassandra stares at the frog, the regret of killing it quickly eating her alive- uh probably bad turn of phrase. I sigh, offering a dry chuckle, "It was probably a zombie frog."

She smiles half-heartedly but doesn't say anything.

"I once bit off a guy's lip, I might have eaten a chunk, I can't remember since that fight is a blur. Well, they kind of all are." I start but trail off as I realize she was staring at me. "Not that I know what you went through, sorry, I was just trying to-." I pause, "I haven't exactly mastered the whole comforting thing."

It's silent.

Awkwardly silent.

Painfully silent.

At this point, I don't care if gunshots or a bomb breaks the silence.

"It shows," she whispers with a small smile.

Again with the silence.

"Uh," I sigh and turn to her, "Look I'm not good at talking, but if you ever need someone to listen. I understand what you're going through. Maybe not the whole eating flesh thing, but I know what it is like to run away from something you don't want to be."

I feel her staring at me as I look at my hands. "Did you want to be a boxer?"

I think for a moment after she asks that simple question.

To be honest I was never asked that by someone else. I didn't even know how to answer.

'Why don't you make yourself useful!'

His voice again, gone, but still staining every cell in my body. The feeling of getting beat to the ground by strangers, the smell of dirty blood money, the sound of bottles clanking like the bells before a fight. His large hand on my shoulder, grinning in approval- the only thing I earned from my near-death experiences.

The horrible fact that as early as the age of eleven I hated my father.

Finally, I look at her, "My father wanted me to."

She doesn't answer.

"But you know what?" she looks up again as I speak, "Now, you and I, can be anything we damn well please."

Honestly, I don't know if that helped, but I got a meaningful smile out of her so that was good enough for me. But to be sure I nudge her, "so do you count yourself as a vegetarian or vegan?"

She laughs to herself, trying not to wake the others as she playfully slaps my arm. The sound of her snickering is actually comforting. Although, now I'm the one who is struggling to smile.

God, I'm getting too close.

@anonmously-anonomous

[nxrdist]

Any requests for 10k from Z Nation fic/drabble?

[bighairmonkey]

Tommy “10K” Barnes Apocalyptic Winter Soldier

[punsaremyforte]

Fuck It

You and 10k have never gotten along. One day he snaps. A/N- This is my first fic ever so I apologize if this is out of chacter af

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

  The truck had broken down again and the group was stuck in on an abandoned farm. You were under a pecan tree, throwing the empty shells at peaceful 10k. Pissing him off was your favorite pass time and you are an expert at getting under his skin. 

“ Have you ever considered that you’re incredibly annoying?”

“10k dear, have you ever considered sucking my dick?” 

Chuckling to yourself as he storms away, Doc gives you a pointed look from under his hat. Doc, ever the peace maker, speaks up. “ Y/N go apologize. The kid’s saved all of our asses more times than we can count and we can’t afford to lose him to a stray zombie goat on account of you. “

 You grumble and comply, kicking up dust and pebbles as you make your way to the farm house.  Walking up the creaking stairs, you gently knock on the peeling door. Opening the door slowly, you catch sight of a brooding 10k, and goddamn is it beautiful. You’ve always had a thing for him, you guessed that’s why you’d always bothered him so much. If you can’t fuck him, then fuck with him was always your mentality. Without removing his gaze from his gun, he sharply asked “ What the fuck do you want Y/N?” 

You swallow thickly, unaccustomed to the anger in his voice, “ I-I came here to apologize. I didn’t think i bothered you that much and I-” He stood up suddenly and cut you off. As he moved closer to you his voice kept that same deadly sharpness as before. “ You didn’t think. That’s what. The only thing you think,” he said, backing you against a wall, “ Is that you can run that pretty mouth of yours when ever you feel like it. Can you learn just to shut the fuck up. Or does someone need to teach you?” 

You gaped at him, shocked. You had never seen him act this way before and by God was it hot. Throwing your last mental fuck away, you looked him straight in the eyes and whispered “ I guess you’ll need to teach me.”

 It was like a dam had broken. One moment you’re looking him in the eyes, and the next his lips are crashing into yours.  His devouring hands skate upwards towards your breasts and unclasp your bra. As heat starts to build in the pit of your stomach, his lips leave wine dark bruises on the swell of your chest. Your hands tangle in his hair as you whimper ‘Please’ over and over again like a prayer. You let out a small cry as he pulls away. Instead of answering, he simply motions to a couch you hadn’t noticed before. Taking the hint, You hastily unbutton your pants and sit on the couch, not caring whether or not somebody saw. 10k knelt before you, gently kissing your thighs before removing your panties. You were dripping wet and bucking with anticipation by the time he had reached your clit. “ 10k please, I need-” you arched up as his tongue found your sweet spots. He started to devour you, one hand swiftly freeing himself from his pants and the other moving up to cover your mouth. Just as you were about to cum, he stopped. Looking up with pleasure hazed eyes, you watched as he stepped away with a devilish smirk. He pauses before opening his mouth to speak, “ Y’know Y/N, only good girls get to cum.” You open your mouth to weakly protest, before he cuts you off. “ Maybe this will be a reminder to keep that pretty mouth of yours shut too.” You stared open mouthed as he walked off, smoothing his ruffled hair in the cracked hall mirror. After that little display, you made sure to apologize to 10k more often. 

[zombiezballs]

Touch -  10k/Reader

Fetish/Kink: Mutual Masturbation

Triggers: Female anatomy used, bad and short

Request from anon;

I love your writing! Your 10k fics kill me. I need a mutual masturbation 10k fic!!!

Neither one knew how they ended up this way, panting and groaning while their hands worked deftly on themselves. Her leg crossed over one of his, his hand laid against the thigh, gently squeezing it every few minutes. 

Her head fell to the side, hitting his shoulder and staying there while her fingers continued to work herself over, gently rubbing over her oversensitive clit from previous orgasms, sparks still shooting though her body with each swipe and prod at her body.

He sat propped against the bed frame, taking comfort and the warmth from her body, his chest rising in falling faster than normal. His hands rubbing along his shaft to the head where pre-cum had gathered, his thumb swiped over it before sliding back down. He could feel the tightness in his stomach getting stronger while heat flooded though his body.

He could feel each time she got close, she’d push herself against him and her thighs would tremble under his hand. He squeeze harder during those times and revel in the sounds that fall from he lips during that time. Three orgasms in he could tell she was spent her fingers didn’t move with as much determination as they had earlier.

She must have noticed that he was close, his body must have tensed or his breaths got heavier and more uneven, she leaned over pressing sloppy wet kissed against his neck. His body gave in and his cock shot out ropes of warm cum, most of it landing against his lower stomach some of it going higher.

She moved back to his side, her thighs moving together while still shaking, while he used his discarded bandanna and wiped his stomach clean before looking back to her. Taking in her sweat soaked forehead  and her fingers that will still glistening in the light from the window. He broke the silence first, “Theres a well out back, its probably connected to the showers.” It was a simple statement but an obvious offer which she must have picked up on judging back the happy smile that spread across her face.

[doinurmommy]

Dad Jokes update!!!

Im almost done with chapter one's rewrite and boy have I given you guys a bunch of extra scenes that I hope you like. I kept all of the orginal scenes and the dialogue from them only changing it a little and changing the way i wrote their actions. I'll be uploading the rewrite every week after i get the first chapter out. I hope you guys like it. Again send me a message if you want to be tagged in the uploads.

[10k-fics]

seperated

AU in which you get shot and go on the submarine instead of 10k.

i rewatched the season two finale a while ago and this happened.

let me know if you guys want a part two to this!

you’re standing outside the house with addy, doc, murphy, and 10k. 

you’re nervous, incredibly nervous. everyone is nervous, but physically they aren’t showing it. your hands are shaking and you’re tapping your feet. 10k is the first to notice. he’s always the first to notice-that’s one of your favorite things about him. 

he wraps his arms around you and you bury your face in chest. 

“it’s okay. you’re okay, i’m okay we’re all going to be okay.” he says kissing your head. 

“you don’t know that.” you mumble with your head still pressed against his chest. 

“yes i do.” 

you look up at him and he puts his hand on your cheek. 

“it’ll be okay.” 

you smile up at him and of course, the moment is ruined by murphy.

“princess, i don’t get why you’re nervous-you know you’re not the savior of humanity and all of that crap.” 

you sigh rolling your eyes, turning to face him. 

“i’m nervous because i care about all of you. we don’t know what’s going on in there right now. something could go wrong. this doesn’t feel right.” 

at that exact moment warren comes out and motions for you all to come inside. 

“let’s rock and roll.” doc says looking at you and 10k.

you all walk in. 

warren is at a table and vasquez pacing around. you, 10k, doc, and addy sit with warren. murphy is sat at a table by himself. 

you set your bag down and 10k sets his rifle next to it. 

“so, what do we do now?” you say looking at warren. 

“we talk and sit for a bit and see what happens.” 

you bite your lip and stand up heading over to the bar. 

you plop down on the bar stool and look up at the lady behind the bar. 

she gives you a look. 

“you need to relax. let me make you some tea.” 

you smile glancing back at 10k giving him a smile to reassure him that you’re okay. 

a car pulls up and vasquez looks out the window. 

“bounty hunters.” 

the lady steps out from behind the bar and looks are warren.

“busy day!”

the group of men walk in with a chained up z that has a hood over it’s head.  

“are you auntie?” one of the men says.

she nods.

“we’ve come to claim our prize. we’ve got the murphy.” 

addy gives warren a look and she nods in response. 

everything happens so fast. one of the men go up to murphy throwing something at him. when the z makes the same hand motions as murphy you know what’s happening, you know that they know he’s the murphy. 

your hand moves to your back where your gun is. next thing you know one of the man next to you is in your face with a knife.

“i wouldn’t do that if i were you, sweetheart.” 

10k raises his rifle. 

“10k, don’t.” you mutter.

you put your hands up, the man backs away and 10k lowers his rifle.

everything is quiet. until murphy takes off his hat and glasses. everyone raises their weapons and you look around. the z sinks it’s teeth into the man’s neck and gunshots ring out. 

10k looks around starting to panic. 

“where’s y/n?” addy says realizing you’re nowhere to be found.

you let out a painful groan.

“no, no, no.” 10k says bending down to you holding your head in his hands.

“doc! she’s been shot.” addy says taking out a rag putting pressure on the stomach wound. 

“help me lift her up.” doc says.

vasquez clears a table. addy, doc, and 10k lift you up.

tears fill your eyes. “i-it hurts.” 

“i know kid, i know.” doc says looking at the wound 

10k holds your hand and moves your hair out of your face with his other hand.

“doc, do something. she’s losing a lot of blood.” 

doc looks back up at 10k with a serious look on his face. 

“it’s too deep, there’s nothing i can do. she’s needs surgery. we have to hope that whoever is coming for murphy can do that for her.” 

10k’s eyes fill with tears and he looks down at you.

your eyes start to close. 

“hey, hey you gotta stay awake y/n.” addy says rubbing your arm.

“i-i can’t.” 

“yes you can.”

you give her a tiny smile.

“there you go.” she says smiling back down at you. 

doc starts motioning for you to get up. you sit up, addy and 10k come to your sides and put your arms around them. you’re brought outside and laid down on a gurney. 

“we’ve got to get going. we can’t waste anymore time.” the captain says.

“i’m coming with all of you. i’m not leaving her alone with a group of people i don’t know.” 10k says looking up at him.

 “you can’t. we hardly have enough room for the girl as it is.” 

“hey, i’ll be there. you know me.” murphy says looking at 10k.

“so it won’t surprise you when i say that doesn’t make me feel any better.” 10k snaps back. 

you start to cry and dr. merch looks at you.

“let them say their goodbyes.”

“you’re going to be okay.” doc says squeezing your hand. 

you try your best to nod. 

“thank you. for everything.” you say getting choked up.

“you’re welcome, kid.” he smiles down at you and walks away. 

addy walks up to you with tears already in her eyes.

she kisses your forehead and squeezes your hand. 

“i’ll see you soon, okay?” 

you nod. “okay.”

“10k.” you say turning your head to the side. 

he walks over and holds both your hands.

“i love you. more than anything.” you say with tears filling your eyes.

“i love you.” 

tears start falling down his cheeks. you lift your hand to his cheek and wipe the tears away with your thumb.

“please don’t cry. you’re going to be fine. you’re always fine.” you say trying to smile.

“not without you.”

“yes, without me. you were fine before you met me.”

it all hits you at once and you start crying. you realize that you can’t do it without him either. you don’t know if you’ll ever see him again. you don’t know where you’re going and the only person you know there is murphy.

“sh, sh it’s okay. i promise. i’ll find you.” 

“you can’t promise something like that.” 

“yes, i can. i just did.” 

you let out a little laugh and 10k smiles at you.

“i’m serious, we’re going to be together and have a happy life. i promise and you know i never break my promises to you.”

he takes his bandana off and lifts up your wrist tying it around it. 

“i want that back when i see you again.” he says laughing a little bit.

“i promise, you’ll get me and your bandana back.” 

you smile at him.

he bends down and kisses you. you put your hands on his cheeks and press a kiss to his forehead. 

murphy looks into the room where you’re surrounded by doctors.

“they’re going to do everything they can do to help her. don’t worry.” the captain says.

“i’m not worried. she’s not my responsibility. she’s just another unfortunate result of the apocalypse.” he says walking away. 

warren, addy, and doc find hector. the four of them go up to a hill and they see the submarine-except there’s a problem. 

“is that smoke?” 10k says.

“it can’t be.” addy says searching her bag for her binoculars. 

“are they submerging?” doc says.

“no.” warren says taking the binoculars. 

the submarine goes up in flames and everyone jumps back.

“no, no no, no.” 10k starts muttering. 

“i see a boat!” warren says. 

doc takes the binoculars.

“there’s murphy, dr. merch, the captain, two crew members and-”

10k looks at him.

“doc, y/n. where’s y/n?” 

“i-i don’t see her.” 

10k takes the binoculars away from doc. 

“she-she has to be on the boat. she has to be.” 

“10k-” addy says putting her hand on his shoulder. 

“don’t.” 10k says walking away from the rest of the group. 

he collapses on to the ground crying with his face in his hands.

it hits him. he doesn’t know if you’re dead or alive. he doesn’t know if he’ll ever see you again if you even are alive. what he does know is that the girl that he loves isn’t safe. you aren’t with him, he couldn’t protect you at the bar and he may never get to protect you again.

you’re both lost for different reasons in different ways.

[zaynmirrors]

Fire on Fire: Part 19 (10k)

I can’t fucking believe Murphy, well actually I can. He would find the only functioning correctional institute and then drug me and throw me in here in the middle of the fucking apocalypse. I’ve lost count of how many days I’ve been here, I should’ve started counting the medicine cups that are filled with fucking peanuts.

You want to know what he told them? I was a grieving widow, that had tried to commit suicide. Nurse Ratched “diagnosed” me with severe depression, and postpartum psychosis because he also told her my child died and I hallucinated a girl named Emma. He really covered his fucking bases. That nurse will never let me leave now. 

I stayed locked in this padded cell day in and day out. Nurse keeping me doped up enough to sleep majority of the day. Keeping track of the days were impossible even if I tried. I think one day I was conscious enough to hear them struggle putting someone in the padded cell next to me but also at the same time I could’ve imagined it.  

The door to my room opened, fucking nurse. “Get up Mrs. Gonzalez you’re moving to gen. pop.” Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention he gave them Angels last name to really twist the knife. How he knew Angels last name was beyond me but regardless he knew it. 

I stood with the nurses help. She walked around me to stop at my back, carefully undoing the straps to the straight jacket that kept me contained. I could break her neck easily, that would be if it weren’t for the sedatives that still lived in my system. 

She led the way down twisting pale walls, to a common room where a mix of nut jobs walked around. She introduced them, all except for the one in the straight jacket. Who in all honesty kinda looked like Doc. Holy shit that was Doc. 

Now play it cool y/n, I sat down in the seat next to him, hearing him groan softly. A couple other patients following suit. We all sat there staring at one another until Doc awoke. Of course she mistook him for an actual doctor though I guess he really is one with his PhD. 

He looked over at me keeping his face stoic. How we seemed to end up together was beyond me but I’ll gladly have the universe on my side. She of course made him diagnose patients to prove his skill was true. 

“Mrs Gonzalez is our second newest patient, dropped off by her poor uncle. I was hesitant to take her in but once he said she had lost both her husband and child and was trying to join them, I knew I had to take her on.” oh spare me the righteousness act. “Would you join me Doctor to look at the newest intake?”

“Uh sure” Doc got up and went with her. I sat there alone counting down the seconds for that familiar face to show back up. Nothing against the other patrons but they weren’t my cup of tea. When Doc came back his face was unreadable. 

He spoke with the nurse, I could hear bits and pieces about the patient needed meds. I stood walking closer to listen in. Doc was needing to run recon into an infested ward to get this poor patient meds. 

Nurse Ratched tried to talk him out of it, saying it was a death march but Doc denied, said he’d be okay. So we all took a field trip to the infested ward that you just had to walk through to get the medications. Doc grabbed a broken IV pole as I said “I’m going with you Doctor” before Nurse Ratched had any time to detest Doc handed me the other half of the IV pole. Nurse Ratched sighed heavily and opened the door.  

Once the doors shut behind us we headed down the hall. “How the hell did you get here” Doc started but stopped before asking anything else as a Z came toward him. He easily piked it. “Murphy” was the only answer he needed before he sighed and said “Damn Murphy, hey kid not to freak you out but we’re getting meds for 10K” 

I paused, every emotion I could think of running through me at once and just landing in the pit of my stomach. “He’s here?” Doc nodded, I pushed the feelings that threatened to spill out of my throat down. “What’s going on?”

Doc sighed entering the pharmacy, “I don’t know, he’s all kinds of fucked up right now” opening the cabinets he began taking bottles of medication and putting them in the pillow case. “He’s mumbling about you and Emma, hell murphy too.” Guilt panged in my chest, this wasn’t going to be easy. Seeing him and explaining everything all the while he’s for a lack of better words dying. 

I stayed silent as we made our way back, Pete the OCD patient letting us back in. Doc made off to the surgery suite they held 10K in. I stood at the door watching as Doc started mixing medications together and making some fucked science concoction. He pulled it up in a syringe as 10k started seizing again. “A little help!” Doc shouted towards me. 

I lept into action pulling him over to the side making sure he wouldn’t choke to death. Doc shoved the needle into his ass and injected him. 10K lolled back and laid there for a moment before julting up. “How you feel?” Doc asked. 

“I don’t know” He said before falling back against the gurney and immediately snoring. I walked out after that, not being able to see him like that and not being able to the thought of him waking up and seeing me. 

I sat in the common room after that, away in a corner with a book even though I’m wasn’t reading it in the slightest, just stared at the pages until they looked like alphabet soup. “Y/n” Doc said my name softly pulling me from my daze. I looked up at him to see Elvis holding onto a conscious 10k. “He’s still really out of it but we gotta get out of here” I couldn’t agree more. 

While they’re doing their recreation time we sneak out the back. “There’s bus over there” Doc says holding up 10ks almost dead weight. I run over and start hot wiring the bus and drive it as close to Doc and 10k as I can. 

Doc gets 10k louded and takes over the driver's seat, I take the seat behind him. 10K slept a couple seats behind us. “I literally have no idea what to say when he wakes up”

Doc sighed “Just tell him the truth, be honest with him. The kid loves you and I’m sure he’d understand” I could only hope he did. Only hope he didn’t resent me for what I did. I also hope that Emma was still doing okay. 

Taglist:

@whenmypartysover @isimpfordanielpark @multifandomlesbianic @ophelia-nightt @peezbabey @lizzardgreene @lizx13 @nohemi2500

@missricecrispy

Part 20

[magnificentmakerthing]

My friend is making a 10k & Murphy fanfic so I made an edit to go along with her fic😄

[10k-murphy]

Hi there, so I've been a long time fan of ZNation and only now rewatching it I realized 10k and Murphy were a ship when i saw how much Murphy is into the protec over him. Can you please explain what I just got myself into?

Hi! Welcome to the smallest ship on tmblr I guess) I’m just trying to gather every single thing connected to Murphy/10K, cuz these guys worth much more attention. And what Z nation producers made with their story in seasons 4 and 5 was just unfair.  So we have a huge lack of fanart and fanvids in this ship and not very much other content. Fanfics are winning the race so far.

[thepineapplejuicer]

Z nation fanfic- Z Fighter Part 3 is now up after so long (None of the Znation characters belong to me, only Maren) (gif not mine) honestly want to go back to this fanfiction I was writing. But I really want to pair Maren up with the shows new character, Georgia St. Claire because she stole my heart. “So you’re the savior?” I ask, holding back a laugh as I stare at Murphy. He glares at me as I look up and down trying to find something decent to say. I give up and smile, “Honestly I imagined someone, well, less like you.” He leans up to Warren as she drives, “Can we please stick her in the back?” I glance at Cassandra, catching a giggle from her, I mouth quietly, “He told on me.” “I heard that.” Murphy turns. “You two play nice.” Charlie chuckles, not bothering to turn around. Its quiet for a moment until Charlie speaks up again, “If we find a working radio we can try to contact that citizen Z guy again.” “Citizen Z guy?” I ask without thinking. “He’s some kind of NASA worker or something. He is helping us get Murphy to California.” Warren explains. Murphy interrupts me before I speak as he says sarcastically, “Ah Philadelphia, the city of brotherly love.” He leans over me to the window, pointing out two male Zombies tearing apart a body. I groan in disgust as we drive past them. I am genuinely surprised and comforted when I notice that none of them cry or jump to save the victim, glad to see that they are sensible people. “Is that?-” Warren trails off as she looks to the side slowing down the truck. Charlie and her exit and some of us smile as we see the Liberty bell strapped onto the bed of a truck. “Is that really the liberty bell?” Mack yells out. Doc jumps out from the trunk, awe-stricken, “Three years of the zombie apocalypse and you think you’ve seen everything.” Murphy leans over me, pushing half his body out the window and pulling some of my hair with him. “OW!” I say angry and annoyed only to be ignored. He groans as he lets his arms hang on the side of the truck, “Who cares? Let’s go!” “Hang on, the thing might still have gas.” “try not to blow it up like Jersey.” Charlie laughs. I look at Cassandra with frightened eyes, “wait… don’t tell me that explosion was you guys-” She gives me a hesitated, regretful smile before I can finish. I look back out the window, trying to see passed Murphy’s big head, “so glad I came along.” I sigh. We wait as warren checks the gas tank of the white truck. “Its loaded up, we can have some of the others ride in here so they aren’t out in the open like that.” Warren speaks to Charlie more than the rest of us, consulting in the middle of the road. “Amen for that!” Doc points at the bell, “99% of the human race dead, but there is still some jackass out there with a spray can.” Doc shakes his head, disappointed. Everyone stares at the bell, not noticing when Warren opens the door to the truck. Growling surprises everyone and a zombie launches itself toward Warren. Suddenly a small whistle comes from behind the truck. I turn to see 10k with a slingshot and then back at the z, now dead in the seat. “one thousand seventy-five.” he smiles. “Wow,” I whisper, hoping no one heard my praise. “Please don’t tell me that turned you on or anything.” Murphy groans as he puts his weight on my thighs. “Murphy! You ride in here with Warren and me.” Charlie calls out. “Thank god.” I groan, opening the door to push him out the truck. He lands on the ground with a cry and is pulled up by Doc. Murphy comes up to the window, staring at me coldly, “You wanna fight or something?” My smile fades and I become defensive, “Boy, I will beat yo ass.” he is pulled back by doc, “I’m not an expert or anything, but probably not smart to mess with a professional kickboxer.” he whispers to Murphy. ***************************************** Doc speeds behind Warren, glancing at 10k every so often. I can’t help but glance at him either as I am squished in the back seat with Cassandra, Mack, and Addy. “So can you really kill someone with just your hands?” Addy asks me. “I was kind of trained to.” Suddenly the truck swerves and a small car almost collides into us. I hold myself steady with the safety handle above me and the cushion of the driver’s seat, feeling the weight of everyone slide on my arm. Doc swerves before stopping and we watch as the others skid in front of us, The Liberty Bell snapping off the cables plummeting down the road. It bounced heavily on the ground and leaves a blood trail as it smashes through every Z in its path. I stare at a pair of legs staying in one place before toppling over each other. “I’d pay money to see that again!” Doc shouts with a smile on his face. I’ll admit, as gruesome as it looked it was awesome. “Everyone in the truck,” Warren yells. Once again we are all in the same truck, but we only drive a little while longer before stopping again. We all sit in the back of the trunk, warren handing out Twinkies and snowballs. I’m not really listening to any of them talking, but when I look up I have to giggle as I see 10k shove an entire Twinkie in his mouth. “that’s the last of the food.” Warren announces. “We need to split up and look for food and water.” Charlie starts talking, but I zone out when the others do. “Doc you take 10k, Cassandra and Maren to look for food.” I perk up when I hear my name and scramble a bit when everyone splits up.
***************
“You’ve never seen porn?!” I hear Doc yell in disbelief trying to hold up the satellite on the side of the building. I turn to 10k who looked slightly embarrassed but was still focused on disfiguring the satellite dish. 
“Is it good?” He asks. 
Cassandra and I exchange a look as Doc answers enthusiastically, “Uh, yeah!”
10k looks at us for reassurance, “Meh.” Cassandra and I answer in unison. 
10k laughs a bit and returns to the satellite. 
“I’m going to go look for food while you two figure out…” 
I stop realizing their struggling has their full attention.
“Whatever you are trying to do.” I finish.
“Want company?” Cassandra asks. “Nah I’ll be quick, plus, someone has to look after these two.” I walk down the street, taking one last look at Cassandra. She seems jumpy, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t curious about why she was so defensive about stopping in Philly. She hasn’t stopped looking around or fidgeting with her clothing. The way she is acting reminds me of when I first escaped. 
I continue down the street, reminding myself that I had enough to worry about, I don’t need someone else’s problems either. “I’m just catching a ride,” I say to myself.
After rummaging through dusty, cryptic stores I put the food I had been able to salvage into the middle of my jean jacket and tie the arms, creating a makeshift bag. I look at the packaging and remember how they used to be lined up at stores and handed out in schools, things like peanut butter crackers, canned corn, and ramen noodle packets.
Taking an estimated guess at how long I’d been gone I begin to walk back to the others. 
The air is quiet.
But a familiar smell beckons me to stop.
Something rolls along the rocks behind me, slow and eerie. I turn and see a bottle come to a stop about 10 feet from me. The bottle’s label is filthy and peeling away. To take a closer look I swing my makeshift “bag” over my shoulder and lean over. Maybe it was a Z?
The smell of oil and gas push me away and that’s when I see it.
Backing away, I’m trying incredibly hard not to make any noise. The alley beside the bottle began to illuminate from a match, revealing several shadows. I glance back at the bottle and follow the trail of oily substance all the way into the building to my left. 
I continue to back away slowly before they realize-
“Shit” I sigh as I see a shadowed hand drop the match into the oil. 
I grunt as I push my self to run down the street, the fire spreading wildly into the building. An explosion sends my hair forward and numbs my ears. I stop as I hear a high pitch ringing. 
I try to turn, but all I do is run. No matter how badly I want to turn around I just keep running. 
I hold the jacket bag tightly sprinting away from the explosion until my body rams into something hard and solid, arms wrapping around me. I can’t tell who it is even by their voice yelling my name. The ringing won’t go away and my entire vision is blurred. It isn’t until I see familiar blue eyes and blonde hair that I lean into his chest. “Maren?! Have you seen Addy?!” Mack yells. I try to shake away my disoriented vision, “Addy? What, what are you talking about?” I turn before he answers. 
How long have I been running?
“Addy! I can’t find her!” He becomes hysterical and drags me by the arm. 
Did he not hear the explosion?
How far was I?
I can’t stop asking myself questions, but the one on repeat is: how am I still standing?
I look back up and see Warren, Charlie, and Murphy. 
“There you are!”
“Addy’s gone!”
“What?!”
I’m not paying attention to who is saying what, instead I lean on the truck, my head looking down. “Uh, I think Rocky is gonna go down.” I hear Murphy say as he steps away from me. “What is going on?!”
I look up and see Doc and 10k making their way toward us, “Maren? Girl, where’d you go? Wait, Cassandra is not with you ?”
“Addy’s missing too!”
I try to look at them in order to match faces to words, but I just end up falling to the ground, Charlie catching me before I hit the pavement. 
He sits me slowly down by the wheel of the truck and steps back. 
“Maren?” He asks, but his voice is muffled. “Maren!” 
“I hear you,” I say, unsure if I whispered or screamed. Charlie hands me his water and puts it up to my lips. I take two gulps before he asks, “What happened?”
“What happened was that Addy-”
“Mack, just wait for a second!” Charlie shouts and turns his attention to me again. I see Warren begin to comfort Mack and watch as he pulls out Addy’s mini video camera. 
My eyes are pulled back to Charlie and he puts his fingers on my chin and examines me. 
“I-”
The words are severed from my throat as Cassandra runs up to the truck. 
“Hey, sorry I was out-” she’s cut off as Mack’s eyes go from worry to bloodthirsty. “What the hell did you do?” He asks grabbing her arm and shows her the video camera footage. “Aren’t those more of you biker buddies from Jersey?” 
Cassandra looks like a deer in headlights and the moment Mack loosens his grip she books it into an alley. I try to get up but am kept down my Charlie. He stumbles up, “Doc, take a look at her!” I watch as Charlie runs behind Warren and Mack, chancing terrified Cassandra. Everything still looks fuzzy and a white blur coats everything I see. Doc leans down in front of me calling out for 10k.
He hands him the first aid pack and shifts around for a cotton swab. “I’m just going to stop the bleeding.” He reassures me.
Wait.
Bleeding?
Did I fall? 
He isn’t answering me and I start to panic that I can’t speak. 
“Doc!” I finally blurt out in need of answers 
“One sec, kid!”
I sit patiently, not even feeling pain where he is treating me on the side of my forehead. 
“Okay. Can you hear me?” he says that my eardrums pop and begin going back to normal. I nod my head and stay on the ground longer. “What the hell happened to you?” 
I look down the street and at 10k, panic in my eyes. Even though I didn’t answer I knew.
I knew exactly what happened and why.
I know who’s watching.
I know whose waiting.

[zaynmirrors]

Fire on Fire: Part 18 (10k)

Pairings: 10k and mom!reader.

A/N: Hey! I know it’s really been a hot minute, I’ve had like no time to post the next couple chapters with fancy vet school and working full time. Hopefully you all can forgive me especially since the next few chapters are rough. Again, I’m sooooo sorry. :( If i managed to find some extra time would you be interested in a different 10k story line?

                                              Chapter 18

We stayed a few days, making sure doc was good to travel. Emma kept her distance from him, unsure of the new temporary member. 

She cried when I left, I heard her from outside the house. Begging for me to come back, it took everything in me to not turn around to say fuck you im not going. Doc tried to comfort me but it only turned the tears into anger. 

The first time I smelled the forgotten smell of rotten flesh I threw up. “Damn kid, you alright?” Doc asked as he held my hair. 

“Funnily enough I forgot how bad they smell” I weakly chuckled. He looked at me concerned. “What?”

“Are you-“ he hesitated for a moment, “any chance you’re pregnant?”

“Absolutely not, it’s been too long” at least I thought anyways. I’d have to try and worry about that math later. I was decently sure. 

Doc thought for a moment, his face softened “you’re right, it’s been a bit”

It took us two weeks to make it back to their camp, addy was the first one to notice. “Holy shit” she ran over and wrapped me in her arms squeezing me tight. 

I returned the gesture, watching over Addys shoulder as Vasquez and Warren turned to look. Warren let a small smile adorn her face. We took our time catching up before the plan went into action. 

I kept the hood over my head, waiting in line as Murphy bit people ahead of me. 

Did I know what waited for me? No I didn’t. Though I think I’d rather have death than being bit by him. 

“Take off that hood” one of his lackeys shouted at me. I pretending I didn’t hear him. “Yo, take it off” that earned me a shove. 

Back before the world went to shit, Angel had a friend who was deaf. He taught me some sign though I was surely rusty, I signed the best my memory could allow. The lackey was perplexed. 

“Hey they’re deaf, asshole. Leave them alone” Murphy stated, I watched as his feet made their way towards me. I swallowed down my anxiety. 

Looking up I managed to keep the hood covering the majority of my face. Murphy offered his hand and I took it. I’d been careful to remove anything he would’ve remembered was mine. He led the way inside the compound leaving the line of sick people fussing and whining. 

“Excuse me” the voice made my heart clench, one I couldn’t forget. Keeping my head bowed I watched hidden under the hood as his booted feet clunked away from us down the stairs. We came to a stop after many twists and turns. As much as I wanted to look up I didn’t. I watched his feet as he paced across the room we were in.

I heard scribbling And then nothing. A yellow note pad came into view. Written on the page was “take off the hood Y/N”. My Stomach fell, of course he knew. Carefully I pulled the hood off from over my head, light flooding my Vision. Murphy stood in front of me, blue tinged skin and his face holding a wolfish grin. 

“I really do admire your determination” the smugness exuded from him. “I knew you’d eventually come for him” 

I swallowed down “I’m here for you” he shook his head in refusal. 

“I have my own empire here, one you’re welcome to stay in” he offered, lurching closer, face looming over mine. “You’d have him, and be immune, what more could you want” his warm breath wafted on my face, the faintest hint of cinnamon scented it. 

I rolled my eyes, “I just want to go back to my daughter, I can’t do that unless I get you to come with me” 

“Why would I do that?” He had a point, I had nothing to offer and by the looks of it he really did have his own empire. “Cat got your tongue” he purrs, going to cup my cheek, I coil at the touch.“Mm how about, I send you and your lover on your merry way?” 

“What’s in it for you?” I questioned, it wasn’t like him to give up this offer. Especially if 10k was pissed at me. That was something I didn’t know, and something I probably shouldn’t chance.  

Murphy looks at his nails in contemplation, picking at them. “Without him, what leverage do they have? Why else would you have come?” He had a point, but I also promised Doc I’d return Murphy to them. “Your story could be over, I could make him forget you ever left. Send him home with you to make more little monsters” The offer was almost too good. I just couldn’t bring myself to take it. I shook my head and he smirked. “Have it your way”

He gestured to the door in a nice way of saying fuck off. I didn’t budge, I stood there holding my ground as if I wasn’t on “enemy” territory. His eyes bore into mine as if searching my soul. “I really like you kid” he spoke truth, baring his soul to me. It wasn’t a confession of anything but admiration. “If i decide to leave with you, would you be willing to make a deal?” 

“What kind of deal?” I asked, unsure of what he could possibly be proposing. He just smiled as a stinging sensation erupted at the base of my neck. I hissed, trying to step forward but swayed as the room began to spin. Opening my mouth to say something but unsure if anything fell out as my eyelids became too heavy to keep apart. Darkness swallowed me. 

-

God my head was pounding. What the hell happened. Can I even open my eyes. It feels like I’m trying to, maybe it’s just dark. Why did it smell like bleach. I’m gonna kill murphy, my new personal goal. 

“Hey, I think she’s awake” A unfamiliar voice sounded to the left of me. I couldn’t move, what the fuck. The little light that shown threw my lashes were enough to make me close them again. There was heels clicking on some type of flooring. 

“Group welcome our newest patient, Y/N” 

Part 19

Taglist: 

@whenmypartysover @multifandomlesbianic @isimpfordanielpark @ophelia-nightt @peezbabey @lizzardgreene @lizx13 @nohemi2500 @missricecrispy

[zaynmirrors]

Fire on Fire: Part 16 (10k)

Pairing: 10k x mom!reader

                                                Chapter 16

I had made it back to Illinois with little to no problems, surprising to say the least. The dirt path in front of me stretched for what felt like miles. 

The farmhouse was well protected. Reinforced fences, and a giant metal gate at the entrance. As I continued to walk a thought hit me, what if I’d come all this and she wasn’t alive. 

I shook my head ridding the thought but not completely. I looked up at the gate unsure of how to get past as if by magic it opened, revealing a man holding a shotgun. 

I put my hands up, “sorry to bother you but I think you may have my daughter” I said trying to come off confident. 

He lowered his gun slightly and asked, “y/n?” I nodded and he gave a small smile. “Murphy said you’d be coming back, just thought there’d be more of you” 

I shook my head, “no sir, just me” He frowned but moved to the side allowing me in then he shut the gate behind us. 

From the moment he had shut that gate I was treated like family. Welcomed in by strangers who didn’t feel like strangers, strangers who had raised my daughter. 

Speaking of my daughter, Emma had grown quite a bit. She was almost three now, and her hair was long and unruly as ever. Truly it was just a mop of curls, taking after Angel. 

“Y/n dear, do you mind getting some water?” I looked over at Maggie, the woman who had been so kind to take in my daughter. Her face set with wrinkles, and grey peppering her auburn hair. 

I nodded and headed out to the well pump. Aware of the shadow I had trailing my heels. I smiled to myself and played oblivious. 

I set down the pail under the faucet and began to pump the handle until the water ran. I let go and let it fill the bucket while I awaited my attacker. 

Almost out of nowhere something small grabs a hold of my leg trying to knock me down, which some of her force caused me to stumble. 

I quickly fell to the ground and said “you got me” before hanging my tongue from my mouth causing her to giggle. Smiling, I sat up and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close and kissing the top of her head. 

Emma wasn’t really verbal especially for a developing toddler. It reminded me of 10K who never left my mind, he was always there.I pushed the thought aside, choosing not to dwell. 

She crawled out of my lap, walking toward the barn cat she was obsessed with. Shaking my head with a smile I stood and headed inside with the bucket. “Here you go Mrs. Maggie” as I placed it on the counter. 

She said her thank you and started a fire in the wood stove, ready to boil the water to make something delicious for dinner. 

I have to say the best thing about staying here has been the home cooked meals. It’s been nice to have warm food. All the food is grown here by the hands of Davis, Maggie's husband. 

Dinner was made and ate, with light conversation and a few laughs. Maggie and Davis were the first to turn in, Emma and I following behind shortly. 

I never got much sleep though, the bed was too soft after getting accustomed to falling asleep sitting up or on the ground. 

Emma snored softly next to me, I stared out the window at the starry night sky. Listening to the silence which sometimes seemed deafening. I closed my eyes with a small sigh and tried to drift off. 

10k stood, a frown prominent on his face. His arms crossed over his chest he opened his mouth to speak but only thick crimson rolled out. The liquid covered his chin and began to drip, some fell on his jumpsuit and the rest fell to the sand. 

He began making his way towards me, a thick crimson tear falling from his eye. 

“You left me” his voice quivered, the blood making his voice wet. “I needed you” 

“I know, I’m so sorry” my stomach turned, sick at the knowledge I had done this. 

He whimpered in pain as another red tear fell, leaving a Scarlett path down his cheek to join the pool on his chin. “I needed you too!” He spat blood flying onto my face, “I’m always going to come second to her aren’t I?” His voice was emotionless, and thick with blood. 

“You know that's not-“ he cut me off, shoving me backwards I noticed my feet were on the edge of the cliff. Another push and I was done for. 

“You’re going to have to choose between me and her, so who’s it going to be y/n” his eyes pierced mine coldly, they held no warmth or comfort. They stared harsh and venomously. “Choose!” He shouted, shaking me. 

I cried out, “I can’t! I can’t!” A tear rolled down my cheek. I looked back into his eyes hoping that this time there would be some sense of home but they were still a deep black hole full of cruelty. 

“You can’t have both” 10k deadpanned, letting go. He moved further and further away, it registered that I was falling the moment I felt like I was flying. 

Inhaling sharply I awoke as I hit the ground in that torment of a dream. Emma still slept soundly beside me, and the sky outside the window was still pitch black. 

Nightmares were another reason I didn’t sleep. They were always different, but unfailingly including Emma and 10K in some sense. I figured they were from leaving 10k the way I did, but now I have no clue.  As I stared out the window I wondered what he was doing and if he was alright. If he just so happened to be staring at the sky wondering the same thing. 

I jolted awake from another nightmare, unaware I had fallen asleep again. By the looks of it Emma was already up for the day. I stretched and got myself ready.  The smell of biscuits wafted through the house, “sure smells good Mrs. Maggie” I said a smile on my face as she came into view. 

“Thank you dear, Emma’s outside helping Davis in the field” she chuckles “that girl sure doesn’t sit still for long, always has to do something” I nodded, it was true. Emma had a constant need to be doing something, didn’t matter what it was as long as she was occupied. While being here there was plenty for her to do. 

I took a biscuit and headed to the bookshelf which was one of many and plucked out a book. I made my way outside to the porch, taking a seat on the creaky wooden porch swing. This would most likely be where I spent my morning. 

It indeed was, Emma had joined me for an hour before she went with Davis to feed the livestock. Maggie had joined not too long after that propping up in her rocking chair reading a book too. 

What felt like hours went by, listening to the peacefulness of no Zs. Emma crawled into my lap ready to curl up for her afternoon nap. She made herself comfortable, falling asleep in minutes. I set the book down marking my page. Resting back I closed my eyes hoping to get some rest without a nightmare, that was wishful thinking though. 

Gasping awake I realized Emma was gone again, quickly I wiped the tear from my eye and looked around to ground myself. 

I knew they weren’t real but sometimes they just feel like they are. “Bad dream?” Davis asked as he started up the steps, I just nodded. “I think I might have something for that” with that he went inside to which I followed. We went down into the basement, where he handed me a dream catcher. 

“Our son used to swore it helped” he smiled sadly at the memory, “maybe it can help you” I gave him a small smile and a thank you as I gingerly took it. Their son was about my age from what they had told me, lost out there in the apocalypse. They had no clue if he was alive or undead. I sometimes wonder if not knowing would’ve been better. 

“Honey are you down there?” Maggies voice floated down the stairs. Davis replied with a ‘yeah is everything alright’ to which she replied, “I think there’s someone at the gate” Davis sprung into action running up the stairs, Maggie and Emma were ushered down and told to stay put with me. I grabbed the nearest thing I could use as a weapon which happened to be a screw-driver. 

“Mama?” Emma asked small as she held onto my leg. There was not fear in the voice just curiosity. 

I shushed her, “It’s fine Em, we’re fine” making sure my voice was steady and unwavering. Unsure of what was about to happen, I was thankful I got to spend some time with my daughter if we were about to die. 

“-shoot you” My ears picked up the last line as, I heard the pounding of boots above us, I glanced at Maggie who had a bat, when she had gotten that I have no Idea. 

“I know they’re here” The voice was muffled and somewhat unplaceable, it didn't sound like someone I knew. Emma dug into my leg a little more, rubbing her back I quietly shushed her. There was a loud thud causing me to furrow my eyebrows. Maggie and I shared a look before hearing Davis say “Ah shit”

Part 17

[zaynmirrors]

Fire on Fire: Part 14 (10k)

WARNINGS: SMUT. 18+ LIKE SERIOUSLY PLEASE. CURSING. TERRIBLE SMUT AND THOUGHTS. PLEASE READ IF YOU ARE 18 OR OLDER.

Pairing: 10k x pregnant reader.

                                                    Fourteen

10K glared at Murphy as we walked, I nudged him with my shoulder and he shook his head. I was tired, I had no more drive. I felt numb, like I had lost Angel all over again. I guess in a sense I had. 

We’d been going for days only stopping when Warren felt necessary. Which now it was at a campsite with small cabins. 

10k and broke off from the group to check out our little cabin making sure there weren’t any Zs. 

I dropped my bag and ax before plopping on the bed. 10k looks at me and I can tell he wants to say something but decided against it. 

“Say it” I said sitting up on my elbows looking him dead in the eyes. 

He lets out a heavy sigh. “Why are you okay with what he did?” 

“You think I’m okay with it? I would rather be dead right now” I shook my head. 

He scoffed “It sure doesn’t seem like it.”

“I don’t know what to feel if I’m being honest.” I pulled my knees up to my chest not caring about my boots being on the bed. “If she truly is safe like he says then she has a better chance” I rubbed my face trying to rid the tears welling in my eyes. 

He stayed silent, knowing I was right. I continue on, “I just lost the last thing I had of Angels, and I just feel so numb” He stepped closer as he heard my voice crack. 

10k knealed in front of me wrapping his hands around each of my arms. He stared deeply into my eyes with his sea of blues and greens. In this light however they looked more green. 

We stayed like that for a while until he leaned in, capturing his lips on. The kiss was soft but turned hungry, desperate. His hand left my arm, cupping my cheek. 

I reached up to grab at his goggles getting them off in swift pull, I discarded them. My hand traveled into his locks, giving a slight tug, earning a groan to escape his throat and vibrate against my lips.   

He threw all caution to the wind, his hands immediately going to my thighs gripping them tightly as he pulled me down to meet his bulge. I whined needing to feel him. 

10k managed to pull off my shirt and bra in one fell swoop. He gazed down, smirking at my undressed top half. His calloused hands rubbed up the sides of my torso, cold chills erupted on my skin as he made his way closer to his target. 

He kneaded my breasts in his hands, my sensitive nipples sending a tingle down to my mound. I moaned, writhing beneath him, aching for more. 

“Fuck, need you” His voice was husky, his breathing was ragged and I wanted nothing more than for him to fuck me senseless. He yanked down my pants and underwear as I worked on his buckle, opening his pants his cock sprang free. 

He ran his hand down to the base of my neck, grasping the hair and giving it a pull in the direction he wanted me to roll over. 

I laid on my stomach, ass in the air as he positioned himself. I was wet, almost dripping. I was starved for him, I was needy. 

Fingers gripped tightly in my flesh as he sunk in. The pain in my hips caused me to wince but it slowly melted away as he began to thrust in and out slowly. 

We craved one another, never really having alone time and as much as he hungered for me he wanted to take his time, savor it. 10k picked up speed, and I moaned as he fucked me into that mattress. 

An arm wrapped around my abdomen while a hand grabbed a fist full of hair, giving it a pull he wanted me closer. His sweat covered, toned chest met my back and the hand that was in my hair gripped at my neck. 

The new position allowed him to go deeper, hitting just the right spot. “Fuck” I cried out, he grunted in my ear as a response. His mouth attacked my throat, sucking in different spots certainly bruising my neck.

His grip on my stomach tightened, bending us slightly. “Fuck! Right there” I moaned out as his hand print was being etched into my neck with bruising force. My name left his lips in short breaths along with curses. 

I came first, his name falling from my lips as he continued thrusting into me chasing his own release. He came coating my insides, my name falling from his lips one last time. 

We stayed in that position, pressed against each other as we caught our breath. 10k was the first to move carefully pulling out, gingerly kissing my cheek down to the collarbone and gently moving his hand away from my neck. 

“Round two?” He asked with a chuckle. I just smiled. 

-

10k played with my hair as I laid practically on top of him, we were a mix of sheets and limbs. At this point I was sure we were both equally adorned with each other's mark. Neither of us said a word, we just enjoyed the comfortable silence.    

My mind brought me back to our conversation earlier. I did care that my child was missing, but if she was safe away from the things that go bump in the night, if she had a better chance it was- well it wasn't okay but it gave me ease. 

What world did she have to live in if we didn’t get Murphy to the randevu. I could tell you, a cruel dark one. It wasn’t one I necessarily wanted her to grow up in but it was the one she was brought in to. 

A world full of pain, darkness, and monsters not just the undead ones. I know there was no reason to trust murphy but I could tell he wasn’t lying as I looked into his eyes. As soon as we got Murphy to the location I was going to get my daughter. 

“What’re you thinking about gorgeous?” He asked, eyes gleaming down at me, I just smiled leaning up as I cupped his cheek giving him a peck. A smile fell on his lips. “I love you.” 

Those words fell from his perfect lips so easily and carefree. He’d never said them before though it was apparent that he loved me even without having to say it. 

“I love you too” I replied and he met my lips again.

-

The sun was starting to go down now, I had managed to get off the bed. I was starving, for actual grub. I slipped on my shorts and top before heading out quietly to grab some food. 

The team was huddled around the low flame of the campfire they’d built. “Well look what the cat dragged in” Doc says with a laugh. I just smile. 

“Where’s lover boy?” Murphy asks with his mouth full of food. 

“Asleep” I answered simply. Every stayed quiet unsure of what to say or do. I probably wouldn't know where to start either. This was a fucking mess. 

I eyed Murphy, he felt me watching. “What?” he said, I nodded my head over to the edge of the trees and gave him pleading eyes. He sighed and stood following me. “Look I don’t know why you took Emma but I’d like to know where she is” 

“I told you she was safe” he says shaking his head about to walk off but I grab a hold of his arm.

“I know but I don’t know what we’re walking into when we get to California. If I get a chance, I’m going back for her” I stated. Given the chance I would go back for her, even without 10k.

He sighed, “You won’t tell the kid” I shook my head, I wouldn’t tell him. It would halt the mission. Not that I’m big on the mission but if it helps save humanity and give a somewhat normal life for my little girl, I’d take it. “She’s at a farm house with a lovely couple an hour an hour and a half south from the camp in Illinois.” and with that he walked away. 

I chewed on my lip. I hated to keep this from 10k but it was a secret I was willing to bear. If I really wanted I could leave now, I could go get her. It was a viable option but I couldn’t do that 10k, right?

I walked back over to the fire and grabbed two bowls of grub before walking back to the cabin where 10k laid still asleep. My lips tugged into a smile as I set the Bowls on the nightstand and undressed once more, sliding in next to him. He wrapped around me desperate for more warmth. I ran my fingers through his hair and laid there waiting for him to wake up so we could eat.

Part 15