Don't Be Scared

S2 E5 : ☠️ ZB! ☠️ (Ch. 181)

He wanted to take care of her, no matter the physical or mental state she was in; that was much exposed to the eye of the public. 

"We found 10K in an abandon high school that was suppose to be a check point for Murphy. The two didn't click right off, it took a couple days but we all knew she was curious about him." Warren explained shortly. 

"She never showed interest in any guys at Camp Blue Sky, but then she met him, it all changed."

"Don't you think you should keep them separated so she doesn't end up like Serena?"

Warren snapped her head towards Vasquez's question, finding it disrespectful towards (Y/N) and 10K.

"Look at him." Warren motioned towards the target, watching as his gaze fell back to 10K.

"He can barely pat her back without feeling uncomfortable."

And it was completely true. 10K wanted to rub her back as she coughed up more bodily fluids, trying to reassure her in anyway he was able, but he was worried that it would upset her or make her even more uncomfortable. 

Instead he just hovered his hand near her back, not touching her and jerking back any time her back got close.

"How about you mind yours, and we'll mind ours."

In all honesty, Warren wasn't worried about them having sex. She knew that (Y/N) would tell her before anything happened or after anything went down between the two. Until then, she'd mind her business until the talk was needed. 

She trusts (Y/N), or even 10K, to be upfront if they're sexually active; especially if it's between themselves. 

"She says she wants to talk to you." Addy got in front of Murphy, snapping him back into reality when he realized he was being spoken to. 

"So?"

"So, talk to her. She says you make her feel better."

"I'm not going."

He crossed his arms over his chest and stood a little straighter, showing resistance against going near his baby mama. Upon hearing all Serena needed was to speak to Murphy to stop throwing up, (Y/N) abruptly leaned back and snapped her head in Murphy's direction. 

10K was forced to let go of the baby hairs when (Y/N) had moved around. 

She pointed her finger at her comrade, "Get your ass over there and talk about damn baby names!"

Groaning loudly, he uncrossed his arms and slowly made his way over to the sick. 

• • 30 Minutes Later • •

"And then there was this guy, and he was like, 'I use to be a cage fighter. I beat a 7-foot Samoan.'" While Serena was on Cloud 9, talking to the love of her life, (Y/N) was digging around in the car, looking for breath mints or anything to help with the taste. 

10K was at the hood of the vehicle with Vasquez and Warren as they spoke about the next steps they were going to take. Yet, his eyes never left her body as his mind wondered why she was digging around in the car. 

When she finally found whatever she had set her mind to, she popped her head up from the hunt. Happiness was sketched onto her face and she couldn't be more pleased with herself. He was proud of her. 

When she was exiting the vehicle, though, she had misjudged the moment where she thought her head was clear from bumping the roof of the door. 10K winced with her as she fell back to the seat. 

He was about to go around the door and check on her, but her face stayed neutral. She didn't look like she was in pain, you couldn't tell she had even bumped her head. He watched as she took deep, controlled breaths to level out the pain. 

She rubbed her head with her free hand before sliding out of the vehicle, keeping her head low. She wasn't crying, so at that point, he knew she was just embarrassed. So, instead of bringing further embarrassment, he kept quiet. 

Warren and Vasquez had both stopped talking when they saw that 10K wasn't interested in anything they had to suggest. While Vasquez kept his thoughts to himself, eyes staying on the sniper, Warren was looking at the one person that always stole his attention.

She too had watched (Y/N) knock herself back into the vehicle, but turned her head to see what 10K was about to do since she was in distress. She could see he was worried about her and had taken a step.

When he saw that he wasn't needed, though, he stayed where he was with a small smile.

'He's proud of her.' Warren noted, 'He's giving her breathing room.'

Now, when he heard Serena gagging and throwing up, he was rushing around the corner just in time to catch (Y/N)'s hair before she had spit up in it as well. 

"Murphy!" 10K shouted, wanting him to do something with his woman. 

(Y/N) braced herself against the side of the Tahoe, throwing up whatever had remained in her weak stomach. Vomit covered the right, back tire of their transportation as her DNA only flowed more. 

"I'm sorry!" Serena panicked while Murphy fast-walked away from the three. 

Addy took his place, jumping the gun quicker than Serena's own baby daddy had done. After the gag, 10K took the initiative and picked up (Y/N) from leaning against her palms. In his arms like a princess, he fast-walked away from the two.

Once they got to the hood of their stolen vehicle, he quickly placed (Y/N) down and turned her to face him. He covered her ears so she wouldn't hear anymore nor could see the pregnancy vomit anymore. 

• (Y/N)'s P.O.V •

I took deep breaths with 10K, trying my best not to breathe my nasty breath in his face. My hearing was cut off as his palms covered my ears, but I knew she was still puking and it just made me want to be sick. 

Only when 10K had turned his head to look away from my sight was when he let go. I turned to see that Serena and Addy were coming back from the trunk. 

"Actually, uh, do you have anything to eat? I'm starving."

Before I could make a remark about all the throwing up she's been doing, 10K got behind me and covered my mouth with his hand. Passive aggressively, I took out the roll of mints I had found. 

I kept one to myself before tossing the rest to Serena, who eagerly caught the small roll. I narrowed my eyes as she stuffed them all in her mouth, not even savoring the taste. 10K finally released my mouth and I happily popped a breath mint in. 

I hate throwing up, I hate hearing someone puke and I don't want to see someone puke. Blood and guts? I can do every day, all day. Just not someone throwing up. 

"Use to be a decent-size Mennonite community just south-east of here, pretty remote and isolated." Vasquez explained a safe haven for us and the baby's arrival. 

"Passed through here a few months ago, they were still safe, then. Good chance they still are."

"I'll take that chance."

|| She's the fire to his dying ambers ||