Hanging with the Crew (A Ghost Adventures Fanfic)

VIII

As Chris entered the basement he felt the evil that permeated the area. It flowed up the stairs towards him, making him feel like he was walking through thick molasses.

When he finally reached the lower level he could see both Anne and Zak unconscious on the floor. As he walked towards them Aaron and Billy came running down the steps to see what had happened to their friend and lead investigator.

While Chris made his way to Anne, Aaron and Billy strode towards Zak.

"Anne." Chris said as he pushed back her hair. He was shocked to feel that she was burning up. He could hear the other two rousing Zak, and his slurred speech as he came around, but Anne remained quiet. Almost as if she was sleeping.

"Anne." Zak pushed away Billy and Aaron as they helped him up and made his unsteady way to Chris side. He knelt on the floor and laid his hand against Anne's cheek. Chris looked at his friend and smiled.

"I'll take her upstairs. Let Aaron and Billy help you." Nodding his head, Zak let Aaron help him up while he picked up the still form of Anne. He thought she would had been safe with one of them, however he was wrong. So very wrong.

**

While Chris went to cleanse the house Anne was sat on Zaks lap in the van. The guys had wrapped blankets around her and Zak.

"Dude. That was crazy?" Zak said as Jay showed him the evidence they had caught in the basement. "Although when this gets edited we need to make sure that the kiss isn't put in the final cut" He knew that while most of the supporters of the show would be fine, there were still a couple of crazy fans who would make Anne's life a living hell on social media.

"Well it looks like Chris is finally done, shall we record the last bit and then get the hell out of here." Aaron said as he picked up his camera. Just as Zak was about to move Aaron shook his head, "Nah dude. You stay here. In the voiceover you can explain that you were in no shape to film the last bit. Chris can wind up for you." He said as he left the truck, leaving Zak to settle back in his chair.

Zak looked down at Anne who had be very quiet since she had woken up. He thought it was because if she opened her mouth she would scream the place down. He never pushed her to talk. He just held her in his arms and placed a tender kiss on her forehead, although he did feel her smile under his hand which was rested on her cheek.