Unexpected

Chapter 1

For Randie-rai

Maybe it was the moonlight...

Or maybe it was the music...

Or the fact that Zacky looked good enough to eat as he played his guitar at the top of the Capitol Records tower.

And he looked even better sauntering toward Vix as she waited at the bar in Avalon for the after party, a grin on his adorable face and his green eyes wide with excitement.

She tried to play it cool but she could literally feel her heart beating quickly, threatening to jump out of her chest.

"What kind of guy would leave a girl as beautiful as you standing here all alone?" he asked flirtatiously.

She smiled at his words. "Well actually...my boyfriend is in a rock band...but he had a show tonight and I'm just waiting for him and his friends to arrive. They are late."

"Typical...musicians only think of themselves," he winked and motioned for the bartender for a beer. "So since this guy is nowhere to be found, how about you come home with me instead?"

Vix feigned innocence. "Oh I don't know...I mean you don't even know me. I could be a serial killer or I could be a kidnapper of hot guys for sex slaves."

He gave her a heart stopping half grin. "Are you?"

"Not at all," she played along. "Are you?"

He shrugged. "Nope. Just a slightly lonely and horny bastard."

"Lonely?" She asked unsure.

"Yup...I haven't seen my girlfriend in a whole twelve hours."

"Sounds like we should get out of here then...you know...before my boyfriend gets here."

He nodded seriously and offered his calloused palm. "Let's get out of here."

They were barely through the door of the house and he wasted no time in moving her against one of the bookcase

She chuckled softly "Someone is a little anxious."

"What can I say?" he said in a rough voice "it's been an exciting day. This is the perfect way to cap it off."

She nodded as her hands made their way underneath the edge of his shirt and up his back. Their foreheads touched and when he caught her heavy, hooded gaze, any remaining control vanished. He forcefully brought his lips down on hers and she responded by hitching a leg around his hips. He slid a hand up the inside of her thigh, and with a silent prayer of thanks to whoever had the brilliance to invent skirts, yanked her underwear aside. She was already wasting zero time with his buckle and zipper and it was only a matter of seconds before she had freed him of his restraints.

With a low groan, he pushed himself inside her and she had to bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. Her hands flew up to the hold on to the top of the shelf so she could ride him more easily as he slid in and out, burying his face in her hair to muffle the sound of his heavy breathing. Both legs were wrapped around him now as he drove deeper and faster until their knees buckled from wave after wave.

She collapsed against him and he had to hold them up with his hands as they rode out the remainder of the exhilaration of what they had just done. He laid a trail of kisses across her cheek and she playfully smacked his arm.

His green eyes widened. "What did I do?"

"You didn't grab a condom first," she replied.

"I'm sorry," he said sincerely as he kissed her temple. "I wasn't thinking."

Maybe it was because he sounded so sincere. Or because he smelled so good. Or maybe because he looked good enough to eat but she knew she'd forgive him.

"I can understand that I guess," she said disentangling herself from him and straightening her clothes. "You don't have enough blood to run both your brain and your..."

"I get the picture," he chuckled in the darkness as he pulled his pants back up. "At least we made it in the house this time..."

"Oh my God," Vix cried "the cops only came that one time!"

"You came more than that if I remember correctly," Zacky said waggling his perfect eyebrows.

"You're such a perv," she replied shaking her head "I'm going to get ready for bed."

"I'll be there in a second...I'm right behind you," he planted a kiss on her cheek.

Vix walked up the stairs toward their shared bedroom, feeling the wall in the darkness for the light switch. It didn't matter how long she had been living with Zacky, she still could never find that stupid switch in the dark.

She shook her head as she began to pick up all the outfit choices of the night bed and returned them to the closet, carefully hanging everything up. It was nice for once having a decent selection of clothes and a place to keep them, a luxury she had been denied before she met and fell in love with Zacky Vengeance. Almost a year into their relationship, she was still in awe of how her life had changed since he had picked her up from the side of the road in Corona.

She considered everything they had been through as she undressed and washed her face. It had been quite an adventure that was made even better after Avenged Sevenfold liberation from Warner and signing with Capitol Records. Tonights show in the tower was the ultimate culmination of their hard work. She was proud of them all. Even if it meant they would be leaving for the European leg of their tour soon.

She reached for the towel she had laid on the sink to dry her face and something made a light snapping sound on the floor.

"Oh shit," she said aloud thinking it was her cell phone but as she reached down she noticed the small yellow pill container staring back at her. Her birth control pills. She had totally forgotten about them...They had been lost for how long..A week? She had meant to get a new pack but with the excitement of the show, it had totally slipped her mind. She opened them to see seven days of missed pills staring at her. "Ooh shit," she mumbled again as she debated taking all seven in a row.

"Oh hey," Zacky said as he walked in the bathroom pulling his shirt over his head. "You found them. They were in my drawer for some reason. I left them on the counter for you."

"Great...Thanks!" She said with awkward excitement.

"You okay?" He said with a strange laugh.

"Oh yeah..Me? I'm fine," she waved him off. "Great...Peachy."

His perfect eyebrows crashed together in doubt. "Uh Kay...Well come to bed." He motioned for her follow. "I want you to tell me how badass the show looked."

"Just gotta brush my teeth," she said picking up her toothbrush for emphasis.

He stared for a second before nodding unsure.

She waited till he was gone before looking at the pill container again. How many times had they had sex in the last week? How many times had she forgiven his forgetfulness of no condom? She was drawing a blank. "Fuck," she mumbled.

"Are you okay Victoria?" He asked again.

"Sure Zacky...I'm fine...Just fine."