Runaway Brain (iZombie/Flash fanfic)

Chapter 5

Liv sat on the sofa in the apartment Erica had shared with Erin, staring down at a bowl full of Hellfire Cheesy Puffs. Erica entered carrying two Bloody Marys. She lowered herself down onto the sofa beside Liv, handing her a glass.

"I've modified my recipe," Erica smiled. "There is almost as much hot sauce as vodka in there now."

Liz chuckled. "Thank you." She took a sip. "It's delicious. Well, as delicious as anything can be these days."

"Yeah, that sucks doesn't it?" Erica said with a shake of her head. "Probably the worst thing about being a zombie. Oh, how I miss the sweet taste of pastry."

"Oh, yes," Liv agreed. "Hot sauce soaked Raman noodles, and pepperoni and brain pizza just can't compare."

"I hated spicy food before this. I had a serious sweet tooth," Erica explained. "Erin baked all the time. She made these fantastic cake balls."

"Yum," Liv said as she slid her knee up onto the couch turning closer to Erica.

"Oh my God, they were so wonderful," she looked up at the ceiling dreamily remembering. "I may have been more attracted to her cooking than her," she laughed. "Don't get me wrong. Erin's gorgeous." Erica stopped suddenly. She placed her face in her free hand as a sob escaped her lips. She began to cry and Liv took Erica's glass and set both on the coffee table. She began rubbing Erica's back gently in an attempt to comfort her.

"I love her so much," Erica said.

"I know you do," Liv told her. "I know you do."

Erica wiped the tears from her eyes and composed herself. She looked up at Liv. "I'm sorry," she said.

"Sorry?" Liv asked. "Why would you be sorry? You just found out your girlfriend died. I'm so impressed that you can function at all. You are so strong." Liv pushed a loose strand of Erica's white hair back behind her ear. "And so beautiful."

Liv couldn't believe she had said that. She needed to stop flirting with Erica and change the subject quickly. "I recently lost someone close to me, too," Liv said.

"Oh, no," Erica said. "Who was it?"

"My boyfriend. Other than the asshole that turned me this way, he was the only other zombie I had met until meeting you." Liv wiped a tear from her eye as she remembered Lowell.

"What happened to him?" Erica asked.

"He was murdered. By another zombie."

Erica flung her arms around Liv and they both held each other tight for a long moment, comforting one another. Liv eventually pulled away. "You don't know how wonderful it is to find someone like you that can relate to me. To being a zombie and to..." her words trailed off as she wiped a tear for her eye.

"Me too, Liv. It's hard to talk about this stuff with anyone else. It's hard to understand zombie problems if you've never experienced zombie problems." Erica brought her fingers up and brushed them lightly over Liv's cheek as she smiled gently.

As Liv stared into Erica's eyes the impulses and emotions took over. She felt a rush of love and desire like she had not felt in a long time. Liv lost complete control of herself and without any warning reached out, taking the beautiful face staring at her in her hands and pressing her lips to Erica's. She opened her mouth, kissing her deeply and Erica kissed her back. Erica reached up and placed her hand behind Liv's head, deepening the kiss.

Liv loved the feel of Erica's lips on hers. Erica was a marvelous kisser, her lips soft yet firm. Liv suddenly had another desire. To rip Erica's clothes off and run her fingers all over Erica's body. Liv's eyes popped open as she realized what was happening. She could not do this. It wasn't Liv that was attracted to Erica, it was Erin. When the effects of Erin's brains wore off, Liv would not feel the same about Erica. She could not do that to this poor, distraught, fellow zombie.