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crazyworldofsiani · 13 days ago

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Where are You Part.2

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Summary: You’ve been with Daryl since you were teenagers having a lovely little girl and another on the way but then the apocalypse happens and you’re left by yourself with your daughter and unborn child, will you ever find you husband again? Mean while Daryl is with a group that has no idea about his family

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x f!reader

Warnings: Usual twd violence, pregnancy

Part.1

•Masterlist•

•Daryl’s Pov•

Merle dragged me to that damn bar I knew I should’ve stayed home, with extra hours at the garage I’ve been missing her and my lil Harlow and now I don’t know where they are, the bar got hectic filled with these people ripping the flesh from who ever they could get their hands on, Merle and I got out the back got in my truck and tried to drive back home but we got cut off and the only way out was the road out of town

Once we got to the quarry I tried to go back and get my wife and children and Merle wouldn’t allow it, but three days after the initial apocalypse I hiked through the woods to our home and hoping she was there but when I got there she was gone, some of my weapons gone, the pantry raided but a note lay on the counter

Daryl,

I don’t know if you’ll ever find this but we waited for you, Harlow was so sad and I couldn’t stay longer as the town isn’t safe anymore, I don’t know where I’ll end up to once I get in the truck but I know I love you and we will find each other again

Love y/n and Harlow

I folded the paper putting it in my back pocket trying to hold back the tears, I know she knew how to survive out there, I taught her that much but she was still pregnant and taking care of our lil girl, I need to find her

I got back to the camp and I was full of rage, angry that this happened, angry that Merle took me out, angry that everyone still had their family here, and angry that I’m stuck with these upty people when I should be with the only woman that’s ever made me happy to be alive

And that’s how Merle and I got the bad reputation of the angry men of the camp, well also because Merle is an ass most of the time

Cleaning my arrows I hear Shane and Lori talking a few tents down

“They don’t belong here, just a bunch of rednecks, probably waiting to get their hands on a woman” Shane groaned making me grinned my teeth

“Doubt they’ve ever touched a woman that actually wanted to”

I turn glaring at them

“Watch yer mouth, talking bout shit ya don’t know bout” with out y/n around there was no one to calm by anger like she did, she was my sunshine in the gloom that was my life before her

“Sure Dixon” Shane laughed mockingly

God I need her back

•Y/n Pov•

It’s been a month and I still haven’t found him, Maggie would go out with me to search for him but we always came up empty and every time we came back without him it chipped away at my heart a little at a time

Curled up in the guest room with Harlow in my arms in her little onesie Beth found for her

“Mommy?”

“Yes my love” I say putting the book I was reading down on the night stand

“Are we ever going to see daddy again? Is he mad at us?” She asks placing her little hand on my baby bump

“He’s not mad, he’s just out doing very important work with uncle Merle, he’ll be here any day but for now it’s me you and your little baby brother” she cheered up at the mention of her little brother she was so excited to meet him

“Will he look like me?”

“I don’t know, he might look like you and daddy or he might look like me, only 4 more months and we will find out angel” she smiled as her eyes started to droop and soon she was fast asleep curled up to me

My chest felt tight with anxiety, everything was going so well, Daryl had a hard childhood and always talked about having his own safe place he could call home and we built that together, we got our little home, got married and started a family and every day was a dream, how could it go so wrong so fast

I open the locket on my necklace to look at the photo of me and Daryl from highschool, my mom took it of us when he came and picked me up for our first date, he was so nervous, he never said it but I could tell but how he’d fidget around it was adorable and then he grew into this man that treated me like a goddess

The morning came as the rooster crowed walking both me and Harlow, getting us both ready for the day we had breakfast and ventured outside

“What’re you and little Harlow doing today?” Maggie asks as she places some eggs into her basket

“I think we are going to go pick some berries, maybe find a peach tree” I say as I pick up another basket

“Be careful take your knife” I nod and take Harlows hand and we are off through the trees to the patch of blueberries and blackberries, our fingers red and purple from picking

“These are so yummy mommy!” Harlow smiles as she eats her weight in berries

“They are but I think we have enough for now or you’ll get a belly ache” she smiled her teeth purple making me laugh but then I heard a groan

“MOMMY!” She screams pointing behind me

I turn seeing a walker approach us, it’s jaws snapping craving our flesh, I take out my knife but I freeze I can’t do it, quickly I take Harlow in my arms as she holds onto the basket and I run as best I can while 5 months pregnant, we break the tree line but I trip over a root, Harlow lands on her side trying to catch myself to protect my baby but I hear a snap and a searing pain rippling through my wrist

“Mommy! Are you okay?” Harlow cries as she places her little hands on my face checking me, her eyes full of worry

“We’ve got to go mommy is okay” I groan trying to get back up, my knees scraped and my wrist definitely broken, she runs ahead finding uncle Hershel and dragging him towards me as I’m almost at the house

“Oh Dear what’s happened?” He asks leading me inside as Beth got his medical supplies

“There was a walker, we ran but I fell, god it hurts so much” I wince when he examines the break

Harlow stands by my chair watching as he wraps my wrist and stabilizes it, her bright blue eyes full of fear

“Is she okay uncle Hershel?”

“She fine sweetheart I’ve fixed her right up” then the door bursts open and in comes Maggie with a man caring a bleeding little boy

“DADDY HELP!” Chaos erupts as Hershel gets to work as Otis tells him what happens, noticing Harlow clinging to my pants I take her outside into the yard to a fallen over tree the family now used as a sitting area

She looks at her hands playing with her fingers, something she’d do when she was scared

“My love you know I’d never let anything happen to you right?” She looks up at me with her doe eyes

“I know, everything is scary now”

I look back up at the house seeing two men sat on the porch consoling eachother

“You know uncle Hershel is in there right now helping that little boy, I know it’s scary but we’re safe on the farm, daddy will find us soon and he’ll make everything okay” she nods

“Maybe we can pick those flowers in the field for when the little boy wakes up so he sees something pretty!”

“I think that’s a lovely idea sweetie” we picked a handful of flowers and we made our way to the house where the two men still sat, Harlow walked up to the man who brought the boy in and stuck out the flowers for him

“I’m sorry the little boy got hurt, we got him flowers for when he wakes up” she beams proud of herself as the man takes the flowers

“Thank you honey” he half smiles but I can see the worry written all over his face

“Is there anything we can do for you both”

“The woman Maggie is out finding Carls mother, you’re all doing more than enough” the other man said

“Do you have a group?” They nod and I leave it at that, going to the shed behind the house and taking out a tent, seeing as Carl, the boy, is now using the guest room me and Harlow don’t have room

“Ready to camp out my little angel?!” She screams excited as we bring the tent to the front of the house next to the big tree, setting it up then filling it with our blankets and pillows to make it cozy, we unzipped the window coverings so we could let in the breeze

“Woah mommy this is so cool! Can’t wait for Daddy to come!” Her words are like knives to my heart I bite my lip and nod, trying to keep her occupied from the horror going on inside that house, I braid her hair, red her a book, anything just to keep my mind from wandering

“What are you going to name my baby brother?” She asks out of the blue as she lays her head in my lap

“I don’t know any ideas?”

“Hmmm I like Levi, that’s a cool name!”

“It’s very cool I’m sure daddy will love it”

As the sun sets we grab a plate of food from the kitchen and go back to our tent making a small fire right beside it, borrowing a camping chair I sit down with Harlow in my lap, a blanket across our legs as we munch on the veggies and chicken Maggie and Patricia had prepared

Maggie informed me the rest of the group would be here tomorrow, saying she only found the wife and a blonde woman

I sigh knowing this place is changing, right now it’s just been my family but what of these people? Who are they? Will it be safe still?

My wrist still aching as I notice it’s swollen up, how am I suppose to protect myself, Harlow and a brand new baby?

•Daryl’s Pov•

After losing Merle I got even more irritable, my family is gone and now I’m stuck with this group of people out looking through the forests for Sophia, she reminded me of my lil girl, she was sweet but nothing compared to the blue doe eyes of Harlow when she’d look up at me begging for more me to take her for ice cream

“What’re you thinking about?” Andrea asks as we both wander the dark woods

“Nothin” I groan

“Come on, I can see you’re all bottled up, maybe talking about it will help” I sigh side glancing at her

“Sophia’s not the only one I’m lookin for”

“I’m sure Merle’s still out there, he’s a hard ass a few walkers aren’t gonna take him down”

“Yeah” Merle made his own bed by being a jack ass, sure I miss him but not as much as my family, I just hope she’s still out there fighting to find me again

The morning came and we made our way the the farm, pulling up to the house I get deja vu, remembering visiting here years ago, this was y/n’s cousins place, we came here when Harlow was first born as a relaxing get away, could she have made it here?

•Y/n Pov•

Harlow shakes me awake, noticing she’s already gotten herself dressed for the day, I sit up and rub my eyes

“What is it sweetie?”

“I heard trucks, and a motorcycle like uncle Merle’s so loud” the group must be here, I managed to get dressed in the tent, slipping on a grey sundress and pulling my hair into a ponytail feeling like today will be a hot one

“Ready to meet our guests?” She nods and unzips the tent, we step out and I go to real but hiss when I remember my wrist

“Mommy come on I wanna check in the little boy” she whines, I laugh taking her hand in my good hand and she skips towards the house where the group is stood around, looking through them as we get closer my eyes land on the one I’ve been waiting for knowing Harlow recognized him the same time as me just by the back of him she lets go of my hand running off

“DADDY YOU FOUND US!” She screams as the whole group turns around Daryl drops to his knees as Harlow jumps into his arms, the group looking around confused, I’m frozen infront of them, is this a dream is he really here? He pulls back squeezing her face

“My lil peach” he looks up and our eyes meet and that’s when my tears fall and I spring into action, he stands and holds me tight pressing his head into my shoulder and I can hear his whimpers, knowing he doesn’t like to be vulnerable around people

“I missed you so much, I was so scared” I cried as he looked at me now wiping my tears

“I shouldn’t ’ave left that night, I should’ve stayed” I shake my head as I gentle pull on his hair

“You’re here now, you’re here”

“Uuuuh what the hell is going on here? Who are you?” A blonde woman asks, looking around everyone was as confused as ever which only confused me

“That’s my daddy!!” Harlow chimes as she pulls on Daryl’s flannel

“What? You have a daughter?” The man from yesterday asks in disbelief

“I’m Dale, nice to meet you sweetheart, is this your mommy?” The older man asks as Harlow shakes his hand

“Yes! Me, my mommy and my baby brother have been waiting for daddy to find us!” Everyone looks down at my baby bump but all I can focus on his Daryl’s hands on me forgetting how comforting he made me feel

“Why didn’t you tell us about them Daryl?” A black man with a bald head asks as he’s smiling

“Was too hard ta talk about em” Daryl states as his hands run over my belly

“I love you Daryl, never leave me again”

“Love ya too sunshine, ya ain’t getting rid of me”

•

Part.3

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crazyworldofsiani · 13 days ago

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Where are You?

•🍃🌑🕊️🧟‍♀️•

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x f!reader

Warnings: Usual twd violence, pregnancy

•Masterlist•

•20 Years ago•

My first day at a new school, my parents moved us to this small town in Georgia and I was extremely nervous starting a new school all alone with no friends

“Go on sweetie the bell is about to ring” my mom says as she wrings her finger through my pingtail, I look up to her on the verge of tears

“Mommy I’m scared” she kneels down to my level

“Honey you’ll make friends in no time, you’re a little ray of sunshine don’t worry okay, you’re a big girl now” I nod feeling better as I walk through the doors to my classroom

The teacher welcomed me and introduced me to the class, I met some girls and they were really sweet and but then recess came and I had no idea where to go to play, everyone already had friends

“Hey, ya new here?” I look to my left where a cute boy has sat next to me

“Yeah, my first day” I blush

“I’m Daryl”

“Y/n”

“Do ya wanna play with me?” He asks as he stands and lends a hands to me

“I’d love to!”

•From that day forward we were inseparable, he was the first to accept me and make me feel like this is where I was meant to me, he was a few years older but he was my best friend never the less, but then our teen years came along•

Sitting at my usual spot on the fallen over tree in the woods on the outskirts of the town, where Daryl and I always went to just get away

Crying over this stupid date when I hear the leaves crunching and I look up to see the guy I really wanted to be on dates with, Daryl comes and sits next to me throwing his arm around my shoulders and pulling me in tight

“What happened? Do I gotta kill some one?”

“He humiliated me D, he said it was just a prank, how I was stupid for thinking he’d ever go out with a girl like me” he held up my chin so I was looking at him

“Ya listen ta me angel, he’s a prick any guy would be lucky ta be in your presence…….yer beautiful” my heart skips

“You think so?” I ask wiping my tears away

“Always thought ya were” it was silent as we just looked into each others eyes

“Please…..kiss me Daryl”

•He asked me to be his girlfriend after that and confessed how he loved me from the moment we met•

•The Present•

We grew a life together that I adored every second of, he worked at a garage fixing up trucks and bikes, I worked at the local bookstore it being a passion of mine made it so easy and they even let me take my little girl into work on the weekends when she was off school

Getting home I huff as I set Harlow down and she went off running to her room to play with her new toy, she’s 5 now and she’s the spitting image of Daryl, dark brown hair and blue eyes, she even liked to learn all the survival tricks he’d show her, she’s always been a little nature girl

I sit on the couch feeling the soreness in my lower back from my growing baby bump, baby #2 on the way, I’m only 4 months along but he was there for sure

Daryl was over the moon when we first found out that Harlow was a girl and was happy to know we’d have one of each now

The door opens and in comes my lovely man, with grease marks on his face and his flannel without its sleeves he was just so hot and with these baby hormones I was on over drive

I get back up and throw my arms over his shoulders pulling him down for a long kiss

“Mmm I see we’re at the stage where ya can’t keep yer hands off me” he smirks

“But are you complaining Mr.Dixon?”

“Never but…..Merle asked me ya go out fer guys night, I know ya need some rest so I brought ya home yet fav take out and that movie ya wanted ya watch” my heart swelled, even after all these years he always made me fall in love with him every day

“I love you, but tomorrow you better make it up to me” he laughs and squeezes my hips

“Oh ya know I will” we’re interrupted by harlow running down the hall and making a bee line straight to Daryl jumping into his arms

“And how’s my lil girl? Were ya good fer ya mama today?” He asks tickling her belly

“I always am dad, she read me books about animals and I helped her put away some books too” he smiled looking at her, he truly is the man of my dreams

“That’s my girl, now I got ya and mama some dinner and a movie, I’ll be back when ya wake up and we’ll have a whole day together how bout that?” She screams in excitement as he places a kiss to her cheek and setting her down before pulling me into another passionate kiss

“Get yer rest tonight, I’ll see ya in the mornin, I love ya”

“I love you too Daryl”

•

I woke up to Harlow yawning in my arms, she was curled up against me her brown hair all over the place

“You ready for our day with your dad?” I ask as I brush down her hair

“Yes! Let’s get ready mama!” She hops off the bed and runs to her room getting an outfit and running back to my bed, I smile and help her, pulling a long sleeve purple shirt and a pair of denim overalls

“As cute as a button” I say as I pull her hair up into a pony tail with a blue scrunchie

“Match with me mama!”

“If you say so missy” I laugh as I pull on a pair of denim jeans and a grey shirt with a purple shirt and one of Daryl’s grey plaid long sleeves

“How do I look now” she scrunches her face and takes my hand dragging me to the washroom

“You should do a ponytail too!” She giggles

I threw my hair up and but in a matching blue scrunchie, I wash my face, we both brush our teeth and put on the vanilla perfume Daryl bought me

We go out to start breakfast when she stops me

“Mommy where’s dad? He’s never this late” her lip wobbles and my concern sets in, she was right he was always by my side by the time I woke up

I look out the door and his truck is still gone but the road is a mess, clothes scattered, red splotches all over the place and then I spot it, a person limping around slowly, blood all over its mouth and clothes just like in the movies

Oh god this can’t be happening, where’s daryl? What if something happened? What do I do now?

I close the curtains and turn back to Harlow with a smile

“I’m sure he’s just at uncle Merle’s house, how about we pack a bag, maybe he’ll take us camping” she claps her hands and get her backpack, I pack her some extra clothes, her favorite book, her favorite snacks and water bottles

I take my duffle and pack some of Daryl’s clothes, mine, the baby clothes I had started buying and baby supplies, some blankets and general hygiene things, more food and some of Daryl hunting weapons

I made us breakfast and brought her back to the room reading to her for the rest of the day waiting to see if he’d come home but he never did

The sun was setting now and I could see how upset Harlow was

“I miss daddy”

“I know baby, how about we go look for him, if he’s not here maybe we go camping and maybe him and uncle Merle will find us! Like a little game” she smiles and get her coat and backpack

I get ready and kneel down infront of her

“Now sweetheart, while we are out I’d like for you to read your book there might be some scary things outside okay” she nods and I pick up the duffel and then her in my arms and run to my truck

I put her in the seat next to mine and start the truck, the streets and almost empty, I drive past the bar and his truck isn’t there and then Merle’s place and it’s not there either then I turn a corner and it full of dead bodies and those things I saw earlier, I speed down the road and out of town, where would Daryl go where should I start

I turn on the radio station and it’s pure panic, I switch to a Nickelback cd knowing Harlow loves it

“Are we going camping now?”

“Remember mommies cousin, aunt Maggie?”

“Yeah! Are we going to see her?”

“We sure are she has little lambs now, dad will meet us there okay”

“Okay mommy!” She smiles then nods off to sleep

Her family farm was few hours away, maybe it’s still safe since it’s away from society, maybe Daryl would remember that farm and come for us

After a few hours I pull up to the drive way seeing the highway was full of abandoned vechiles, praying they’re still here

I get out feeling the cool Georgia night air and walk around taking Harlow out careful to not wake her when I here the door to the house swing open and out runs Maggie and Hershel

“Maggie thank god” I sigh when she pulls me into a hug

“Where’s Daryl?”

“I don’t know Maggie I couldn’t find him, I can’t find him, I need to find him Maggie”

“Shhh it’ll be alright, you get yourself and your little girl inside, I’ll get your bags and we just finished making supper, we’ll figure this out in the morning alright” I nod as Uncle Hershel leads me inside

Please find me Daryl

•

Part 2

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crazyworldofsiani · 13 days ago

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Walton I just woke up

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crazyworldofsiani · 19 days ago

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Okay! Since you said I could! I'd love it if you'd try (if you're up for it) if you did, "you were never what I expected" with Reacher!! If you ever feel like writing him, this will be here, lol! I'm glad you like the show!

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Reacher finds you in a seaside cottage in Maine. It looks like something out of a fairytale, white washed with a grey roof, honeysuckle running up the outside. The garden is lush, well cared for. Not the place he expected to find the world’s foremost Intelligent asset.

There have always been rumours about The Rose, nothing substantial. He’d thought you were just a myth but then he’d received the packet that Joe had left for him, one that was to be delivered only in the event of his death.

He watches you for a while from the woodland on opposite side of the cottage, trying to get a read on you. You spend a lot of time in the garden with your dog Poppy, the collie snoozes in the shade as you weed the flower beds diligently. That garden, the attention you give to it, it shows focus and dedication, traits that served you well throughout your previous position.

He spends days following you, learning your patterns, your habits. Your mornings start with a walk on the beach with Poppy. She frolics on the sand, while you toss pieces of driftwood for her to chase. You get lunch in the diner where all the locals know you. You go for a run on the beach just before sunset. There’s no sign that your anything other than a normal woman.

At least until the third night he spends watching your home, when he finds himself on his knees in the woods with a Glock jammed into the base of his skull.

“This is getting old.” You tell him as you secure his wrists with zipties. “Why don’t you come in for a cup of tea?”

“You know I can break these?” He says almost conversationally.

“You know I could just shoot you and bury you under the rosebushes.”

It’s at that moment Reacher realises what happened to the men that came after you, the ones documented in Joe’s file. He turns his head towards the roses as he passes them, every single one of them healthy and flourishing. He has to say, he approves of your environmentally conscious approach to body disposal.

You make good on that offer of tea. You keep the gun trained on him while you wait for the leaves to steep inside of the pot. The scent of Earl Grey fills the air and Reacher feels his muscles relaxing despite the precarious situation.

“You are not what I expected.” He finds himself telling you as he sits at the kitchen table, his wrists still bound behind him.

Your gaze flickers up to meet his as you set a mug of tea down in front of him and say.

“That’s what the others thought too.”

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crazyworldofsiani · 19 days ago

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The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia

Pairing: Jack Reacher x f!reader

Warnings: 18 Plus only! Minors DNI! DO NOT COPY! THIS STORY CONTAINS HEAVY SUBJECTS! Mentions of murder. Mentions of trafficking. (Not detailed.) Smut. Unprotected sex. P in V. Oral. (F receiving) Dirty talk. Size kink. Praise kink. Scratching. Creampie.

AN: Reba, you are my queen

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer. 'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands

The station was silent expect for the small grunt you let out as you stretched. It was going on 11 pm, everyone had done left expect for you and Reacher. He was determined to keep working. This case was eating him alive. When a man he was stationed with years ago randomly shows up dead, he knew he had to look into it. The more he looked though, he learned just how complicated this whole thing was. The mayor. The judge. Lawyers. Officers. The preacher. All dead in a spam of a couple months. Why were all the men with high power in the town suddenly dying? He couldn't figure it out.

"Where's the files on the preacher?" Reacher asked as he stood with a soft sigh.

"Over at Scott's desk." You answered and looked back down to your papers. With a nod from Reacher, he walked across the room over to the chief's desk. Rustling through the papers before he found what he was looking for. He started to make his way back to your office, but as he walked down the hall, he came to a sudden stop. Taking a step back, he looked at the framed photo on the wall.

A picture of the mayor cutting a ribbon. Then his eyes drifted to the woman standing next to him. She looked familiar. Reacher couldn't figure out where he has seen her though. That's when his eyes moved to the background of the photo. A small child standing behind the mayor. It hit him like a ton of bricks. It was you. The child in the photo having the same scar as you that lines from your eyebrow to your hairline. You're the mayor's daughter? Reacher thought. It was all clicking in his mind. You were the one responsible for this. But... something still wasn't right. He was putting all the pieces together, but there was still a piece missing.

What was your motive? Why did you do it? Questions flooded Reacher's mind as he walked back into your office. Returning to his seat. His eyes lingering on you before he looked to the files. He didn't know what to do yet. He considered locking you in the cell right now, but he didn't have enough proof. And if you really are the one who did all this... will he be able to put you away? He's been in the town for almost a month now working with you and the station. He's grown partial to you. Captivated by you, even. There was something about you... your fierceness... your pretty eyes. It had Reacher longing. And he wasn't the only one feeling this way. You knew the second he walked into town he would be the death of you. That captivating smile and bluntness would get you into trouble. Once you got insight into how Reacher works, you knew he would figure you out. That he would know it was you.

And as you looked at him sitting across from you, you know that he knows now. It finally clicked for him. You're honestly shocked it took him this long. But now that he knows, you're not sure what to do. You thought about just telling him, but what would he do? How would he react? Would it hurt him? You couldn't stand the thought. The thought of him seeing you as a monster. You weren't sure why you cared so much about Reacher's opinion; you didn't care what anyone else thought of you. So why care about he thinks? You were hesitant and you hated it. As the night went on, neither of you said anything. But you both knew. You both thought about what to do.

Reacher tossed and turned in his hotel room. Completely restless. He was trying to find that missing piece, but he couldn't. Why? That was the question that played in his mind on repeat. He didn't know why. Why would you do it? It was starting to bother him too badly. With a sigh, he got out of bed, and he threw on his clothes. Walking out into the cold, rainy night. Walking to your house at 3 am. He didn't care how late it was or the fact that it was pouring down. He had to know. So, he marched up the steps and he banged on the door. The line between your eyebrows growing as you got out of bed and went to the door. When you opened it, the crease between your eyebrows deepened.

"Reacher? What are doing?" You slowly looked him up and down. His jeans a shade darker from the wetness, his shirt glued to him. His muscles showing through it. His hair dripping and his chin quivering. Fuck. He looked so good.

"Why did you do it?" He simply asked and you weren't the only one staring. Reacher's eyes glued to the oversized t-shirt, the outline of your nipples visible and the boxers that were barely visible. Fuck. You looked good.

"What?"

"Why did you do it?" He said more firmly.

"Did you walk here? You're going to end up sick." You moved to the side to let him in.

"Don't change the subject. Why did you do it?"

You sighed and stopped. Looking down. Not prepared for this conversation.

"I was wondering how long it was going to take you to figure it out." Now Reacher was confused.

"You knew I was going to find out?" You simply nodded and handed him a couple towels and a blanket.

"Yeah. Surprised you didn't realize sooner." You started to make a pot of coffee and Reacher hummed. Thinking.

"Why?" He asked again. You took a deep breath. Trying to prepare yourself.

"The mayor... he was my stepdad and when I was a kid... he used to do terrible things to my sister." You paused. "When I got older, I learned that half the men in town, especially my stepfather, were trafficking kids." Reacher's eyes widen as he realized.

"I tried to take it to court numerous times, but because the judge and lawyers were in on it, it didn't matter how much evidence and proof I had, they always dismissed it." Reacher nodded as he listened to you closely. It all made sense now.

"So..., that's why I did it, and I'll do it again." You broke the silence and you slide a cup of coffee over to him before you rested your hands on the counter and looked down.

Reacher took notice of it, and he stood up. Taking the quick step over to you. He gently placed his hand under your chin and tilted your head up so that you would look at him. "Is there anyone left?"

"Yeah... the chief. I think he's starting to suspect it's me." You spoke softly and held back a gasp as Reacher was suddenly so close and his cold hand was still holding your chin.

"Alright. We can take care of him tomorrow." He simply said and he let go of your chin. He still stood close though.

"What?" You grew confused and he simply repeated his words.

"We'll take care of him tomorrow."

You went to speak, but nothing came out. You went to argue with him and tell him that it's none of his business and he shouldn't get deeper into this than he already is, but you knew you couldn't fight him on this. He's too stubborn. He'll help rather you like it or not, so you don't push.

Instead, your eyes travel over his body. At his still soaking wet clothes that are stuck to him. Your eyes going to his muscles and lingering there. You realized you were staring and snapped yourself out of it. "I think I might have some clothes that will fit you. You can shower and get warmed up." You leaned off of the counter and started to walk down the hall. A smirk growing on his lips as he caught you staring. His eyes going to ass as you walked away. Then he quickly followed and watched as you searched for the clothes.

Now his turn to stare. His eyes stuck on your ass. His mind wondering off, but you quickly pulled him back to reality. "Here. These should work." You held them out to him, and he accepted them with a small smile and a soft thank you. He went into the bathroom and got into the shower. The scolding water hitting him. The tension in his muscles easing. His eyes fell closed and he let the water sooth him. When he opened his eyes, he looked down at his hard cock. With a groan of frustration, he let his head fall back. His mind continuing to wonder back to you. But not because of the case. Oh no. His mind kept going back to the image of you in those boxers. The outline of your breast in that shirt. You looked absolutely gorgeous to him. He wanted to jerk those clothes right off of you, but he knew he needed to hold back his thoughts. Although he wanted to bend you over the counter, he still felt the need to stay professional.

Even after solving everything, and being able to have you now, he still feels he should keep the relationship at a businesslike level. But you? You pace around your living room wondering if you should you just go join him in the shower or not. Over the past couple weeks, you've caught yourself staring and your thoughts wrapped up in a dirty fantasy about him. And after seeing him show up at your door in the rain and handle your confession so well, you can't stop the desire that is growing stronger. You let a frustrated groan out and you walked down the hall. You went to knock on the door, but before you could, the door was being opened and you were greeted by a shirtless Reacher. That's it.

You leaned up and captured him in a deep, heated kiss full of desperation. His body quickly relaxing and his strong arms wrapping around you. Lifting you up and carrying you back to your bedroom. His tongue gently brushing against your lips as he tried to deepen the kiss as he sat you down. Grabbing your shirt and pulling it over your head. His hands going to your breast. Gently massaging them. He laid you down on the bed. Kissing down your neck. His lips grazzing over your breast as he kissed your stomach. Kissing each and every scar, freckle and mark he could find until he stopped at your hips. Grabbing your boxers and pulling them down.

Greeted by your wet cunt. He hummed in amusement. "This wet already?" He teased and spoke in a confident tone. Then before you could say anything, he wrapped his lips around your clit. Gently sucking on it. A sharp gasp leaving your mouth as his tongue circled around it. Your slow breaths turning into heavy pants as his tongue kept working your clit. His movements slow and gentle. Making a chill run down your spine, your back arching and your legs shaking. His mouth on your sensitive clit felt so good. He was working you like no one else has before. Bringing you a pleasure you had no idea you could feel. It had you shaking. It had you wanting more. You needed more. Despite how good it felt and how you didn't want it to end, you grabbed his hair and pulled his face up. Moving your legs off of his shoulders and pulling him up so he stands in front of you. You raised up and started to kiss his abs. Your mouth traveling down to his v line. Gently kissing him.

You gripped his sweatpants and pulled them down. When his cock was free, you had to hold back a gasp. He chuckled at the shocked expression that you couldn't hide. "Will... it fit?" You said shyly and Reacher grabbed you by the chin. Pulling you up. "You can take it." He whispered in your ear, and he laid down on the bed. Pulling you down on top him. He gently kissed you. A kiss of reassurances. He carefully rubbed his cock through your folds. Putting the head at your entrance. Then he moved his hand away. Wanting you to take this at your own time. You slowly pushed down on his cock. Gasping as your walls stretched around him.

"There you go... that's it. Good girl." Reacher groaned as he watched as your cunt slowly took all of him. His hands holding your ass. You sat there for a moment to adjust to him, then you lifted your hips. Dropping back down. He bit his lip to hold his noise back. You noticed and pulled his lip out from his teeth, and he softly whimpered. "Don't start holding back from me now." He whimpered again when he heard your dirty words and felt your walls clenching around him. His eyes going down to your breast as they bounced with your bouncing hips on his cock. Your movements getting a steady pace that makes you and Reacher breathless. Yours and his moans growing louder and louder. He couldn't help himself when he let his hands move all over your body. Moving along your sides, your breast, your neck, your hair, over your back and down to your ass.

Gripping it. Helping guide you on his cock. As he admired you, he looked up at your closed eyes. Your head back in pleasure and your hands moving up your own body and squeezing your breast. He completely lost all bit of control he had left. He put an arm around you and with a swift move, he moved your body under him. Getting on top of you. He thrusted deep into you. The breath being pulled right out of your lungs. You dug your fingers into his shoulders and a loud moan slipped from your lips. Your eyes rolling into the back of your head as he thrusted deeply into you. It was passionate. It was sweet. It was slow. He made each thrust into you mean something. He made sure with each thrust that you knew how he cared for you. How long he wanted this. His groans getting louder and his thrust getting harder and faster. Your walls clenching around him and your nails dragging down his back as the new speed felt sensational.

You didn't even know he could make you feel even better, but he does. Your climax was on the edge. Struggling to hold it back. His climax creeping up on him as well. The volume in his groans increasing as he felt your climax release onto him. Driving him into his climax. Filling your cunt up with his seed. The results of yours and his pleasure dripping down onto the bed. The two of taking a moment to catch your breath. Once you did though, he gave you a grin and thrusted into you again. Round after round. He made you feel the best pleasure of your entire life all into the morning. The sun setting and lighting the room. His arms wrapped around your small body. Holding you close to him before you two have to finish what you started. The reason he came into this town. The reason he was brought to you.

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