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FanFiction - Casey & Zeke - Samantha (7/?)

Hello everyone. I hope all of you is enyoing a great, relaxing weekend?! Mine is fine so far - though last day of vacation. Are you in the mood for a bit more writing? Here we go.


Title: Samantha - part 7
Fandom:  Zeke & Casey
Rating: PG13
Author's note: AU - The boys have great future plans ...
Disclaimer: of course, not mine

previous parts: here


- seven -

For a moment it was deadly silent.
"Wow," Casey finally murmured.

Zeke smirked.
"Yeah!"

Casey bent forwards and kissed him, soft and warm.
"Do you trust me, Zeke", he asked in a calm voice.
"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?"
Zeke looked at him bewildered.
"That our life is totally fucked up, no matter what I will do? My past came back to haunt me. All our future plans ... It's out and over.

Maybe ... we better should break up. It's not fair that you have to go through all this just because of me."

"What bullshit is this? Think I can stop loving you just because you have a child?"
Casey kept quiet for a moment, thinking, then he chuckled slightly.
"Okay, it's kinda strange. To think that you are a daddy. Stokes will ..."

"I am not!"
Zeke suddenly yelled and pushed him away with all his remaining energy.
"I will never be her father. I give a shit about children. I'm the same egoistic prick like my father and I don't want this! I never wanted children and you know this."

Casey blinked at these emotional breakout, but he knew it was just self-protection. Zeke was much more vulnerable than most people supposed. This situation made him angry and helpless. Before Casey was able to think about something he could say to help him, the door opened and the nurse looked in the room.

"What's going on here," she asked disapproving.
"Do you need some help?"

"No, thanks," Zeke reassured her.
"I'm fine. Just the head starts to hurt a bit again."

"I will bring you one more Advil. And then you need to rest. This visit already lasts for too long."

"I will just sit here and keep quiet now," Casey quickly promised.

What did she already know? Zeke needed him more than anything else and he defenitely would not leave him alone tonight. But the nurse shook the head.

"I'm sorry, but I have to insist that you leave now. Only close family members are allowed to stay overnight. A bit further down the road is a little motel where you ..."

"Casey is family," Zeke interrupted her.
"If he's not welcome here I'm gonna leave with him."

"This is not a good idea. The doctor said, you need ..."

"The doctor said, I'm okay. I just need to take it slow because of the concussion. I will lay down again as soon as we are in the motel. Gimme the jeans, Casey."

He sat up in bed. Casey watched him a bit worried, but he didn't seem to be in too much pain. Obviously annoyed about so much stubbornness the nurse pulled her face.

"Fine. Suit yourself," she said.
"But you will have to sign a form that you leave the hospital by choice."

+++

When Zeke opened his eyes the sun was shining into the small motel room. He needed a moment to remember where he actually was. Indiana. Samantha. The accident. The hospital. And Casey.

Casey who was still laying beside him, not a dream. He didn't cuddle up as close to him as usual, because he was afraid to hurt him, but their finger were still entwined. Zeke didn't dare to move to not wake him up. He wanted to enjoy this moment, wanted to take in the sight of the boy beside him. It had been so close that he could have lost him.

But Casey was Casey. He was not willing to give up that easy. He was a fighter, always had been. At Herrington High, where he was bullied day-in, day-out. He had never complained, had come to school every day and finally graduated as the fourth in class. He could have been the number one, if not for gym. At home, where his dad tried to force him into a life he didn't want. He had made his way into one of the best art schools also without his help. Mary-Beth. Zeke didn't like to think about this horrible night where he almost had lost him. But if not for Casey they all would be dead by now or - even worse - puppets in the hand of stupid aliens.

Now he was determind to fight again - for Zeke, for their future. It was hard to believe how much Casey loved him. Never before someone had cared for him that much.

Last night they hadn't talked much more. Zeke had felt too exhausted when they finally reached the motel and he needed to lay down. He remembered that Casey had left their motel room once again to get him some advil and a snack from the McDonald next door. He had managed to eat some ChickenMcNuggets and Fries, then he dozed off.

The last he could remember were Casey's words.
"Don't worry, Zeke, we're gonna find a solution."

We, he had said. We! Carefully Zeke brushed a strand of hair out of his face. Just one word ... and it changed everything. He would not have to deal with this alone.

Casey slowly opened his eyes.
"Hey, sunshine. How are you today?"

"Better, I guess. But I could need is a shower."

"Okay. Lemme help you," Casey offered.

His head had stopped throbbing and he wasn't dizzy any longer. Though the plastered arm was a bit obstructive, he would probably be able to manage it alone. But he kept quiet when Casey helped him to undress and stepped behind him into the shower, ready to hold him if he would slip.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the nearness, Casey's naked body, his hands which started to soap his back, his chest ... when he reached for his hips and his ass, his dick reacted instantly. Casey noticed and chuckled slightly.

"What?"
Zeke grinned.
"I've broken the arm, Casey, nothing else. C'mere, let me show you!"

"Shouldn't you take it slow," protested Casey half-hearted, but he cuddled up closer into his arms.

They ended up staying in bed for nearly two more hours, they fucked once, but it was much more important that they were as close, maybe even closer, as before again. His problems were not solved, but Zeke started to believe that this didn't mean the end of all his dreams. They would just have to find a way to life with it.


go to part 8

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Aw, this chapter makes me happy all over. Casey really is a fighter and Zeke shouldn't have forgotten that, but now he remembers and they will find a solution. Together. :D

Thanks for reading and commenting. Yes, things might be easier now ... maybe ;) We will see.

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Yes, it's always nice to see them together, isn't it - the two of them against the rest of the world :)

AHA, my conjectures were proved wrong! Casey, you good lil' man, you. :D I'm glad they were able to get to this point... and get some action, on top of it, lol.

Now ZEKE. Chill. I mean it.

Well, at least this time I was able to surprise you a bit ... good :)

That nurse was a real witch, putting her prejudices ahead of a patient's welfare. I hope the dr reads her the riot act.

Ah well, at least the boys are doing well and finally coming to an understanding.

Oh, you are always so clear sighted and notice a lot what others don't. Yes, this nurse was annoying - but finally she brought the boys into the motel room which is probably what they need most in the moment. We will see what will happen next - it can't be that easy, right? ;)

This was a lovely tender chapter. Zeke's fears have been torturing him but deep down he must know that Casey could never turn aside from him no matter what they might face. It's still a sad thing that he is not proud to be a Dad, but I feel that Casey has a lot of influence on how he feels about this so we'll see. The nearness, the patient holding and Zeke relief just to have his boy near, it's worth more than anything to him. His heart is given and he doesn't think there's room in there for a child too, but maybe he will surprise himself.

Hugs you and try to catch up with all your wonderful comments.

It's hard for Zeke - he has never had a family and Casey means all for him. All he can think in the moment is that a child might destroy his realationship. He needs to calm down and realize that Casey loves him as much as he loves Casey and that he is not willing to give up that easy.

Boys in the shower. Ah, perfect for breakfast,

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