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walkingdeadfan25 · 6 years

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Call Me Jesus part 1

Fandom: The Walking Dead

Character pairing: Jesus x Female OC

Warnings: Language, slight sexual reference

Disclaimer: I know Jesus is gay in the show but I just keep having this dream, which is my story, and so I’m going to write it and get it out there. I love Jesus as he is in the show whether he is gay or straight. Please don’t send me hate.

*I own nothing but my character Cas everything else belongs to AMC and the creators of The Walking Dead

"I never understand a damn thing that mullet-headed man says, I swear.", Cas said from the back seat. Cas was a woman of twenty-three years with long pin straight dark-brown almost black that shone red in sunlight. She had pale green eyes that at appeared silver at times. she was going on a supply run with Rick and Daryl. “Today’s the day, we’re gonna find food, maybe some people. The law of averages has gotta catch up.”, Rick’s words filled the otherwise empty silence. Daryl begged Rick not to play his shitty country music. “I swear to God Rick. I grew up in the goddamn home of country music, in Nashville. If I have to hear any more of that god awful screeching and moaning they called country music, I will kill you. Please shut that shit off.”, Cas complained. Rick knew her and Daryl both were more rock oriented and tried to make them as miserable as possible.

They drove along till they came across a sorghum barn of sorts. Daryl went to open the white pull-up gate as Rick and Cas covered him. Rick pulled his gun out while Cas pulled out her katana. Like Michonne, Cas preferred her sword to a gun. Really any close-combat weapon suited Cas, guns to her were too unpredictable and noisy. As Daryl pulled the door up Rick and Cas moved in to ensure it was clear. Inside, to their amazement was a white truck that looked as though it held a fuck-ton of goodies. “God, Jesus, whoever. If you’re listening now I hope you have cut us some slack and brought Christmas early.

Daryl swung up the back door and before their eyes was the most glorious gift one could receive trying survive in their shit world: Supplies! “Law of averages.”

“Damn it Rick, don’t jinx us. It was obviously early Christmas!”, Cas joked. Daryl just told her she was crazy while playfully ruffling her hair. They piled into the truck, Cas stuck between the two men and due to her shortness, she looked like a kid. They approached an abandoned gas station and stopped to see if they could score more supplies. They got out and Cas searched the blue SUV looking thing. She scored and managed to find a sharp hunting knife to add to her collection, a box of clothing articles, a couple guns and a box of cans with some packets of beef jerky. “Hey guys! I found some stuff. I’m going to put them into the truck.” As she turned, she could have sworn she saw movement at the side of the building.

Once she had loaded the stuff she found, she went over to Rick and Daryl to see them struggling to get a vending machine turned over. She would have offered to help but decided to let the boys use their “manly capabilities” which ended up with the vending machine chained to the truck. As Rick pulled the truck forward, the vending machine flipped over with a loud clank and Cas knew if there were walkers around the noise would surely attract them, so she paid close attention to her surroundings. All the sudden a man rushed Rick and knocked him onto the vending machine.

Cas ran over and gracefully leaped onto the stranger’s back, tightening her legs around his slim waist and holding a knife to his neck. He stopped immediately as he felt the cool metal against his neck. Once Daryl and Rick had their guns on him, Rick signaled Cas she could release him. She maneuvered herself up his body and in one graceful move that the man barely felt, she flipped herself over him and landed lightly on the balls of her feet behind Rick and Daryl. The man looked at her in awe. “That was amazing.”, he thought.

Cas took the moment to take in the man before her. He was tall maybe 6ft. or close to it. He was encased in dark clothing, odd for the hot weather, with gloves on his hands, a gray beanie and a cloth covering half his face. But what caught Cas’ attention were his long almost golden brown hair and blue and silver eyes. He held up his hands in surrender. “Hi.” Daryl and Rick yelled at him to keep his hands up and to back up. “Whoa, easy guys. I was just running from the dead.” Daryl continued to interrogate him and he warned them to run. Cas was too taken with the beautiful man and his soft voice that sounded like honey, but quickly snapped to attention.

Daryl lowered his gun once he felt the stranger was not a current threat. Once he began asking about a camp Daryl lied telling him no. Rick asked if he had a camp to which he also replied no. Right then, suspicion began to cloud Cas’ mind. He looked too clean, his hair shining. He had a camp but maybe he was just as cautious with them as they were with him. Cas brushed her hand against Rick’s stealthy letting him know she knew the stranger wasn’t telling the whole truth. “I hope this world is good to you guys.”, the stranger said as he turned to leave.

“I’m Rick. This is Daryl and-”, Rick introduced until Cas interrupted, “and I’m Cas. May we have the courtesy of knowing yours?” He turned and pulled down the cloth covering his face. It revealed a scruffy beard and mustache. Cas couldn’t help but wonder what that beard would feel like brushing across the sensitive skin of her inner thighs or those lips as they- “No, brain out of the gutter. Not happening. You barely know this man!” She couldn’t help but also think he looked like Jesus. “Paul Rovia. But my friends used to call me Jesus.” Cas let out a light laugh. “I was just thinking that.” The boys still talked back like testosterone pumped teenagers and Cas let them have their fun. Rick started to ask him the three questions but Daryl stopped him. Jesus ran telling them they should head out. “What the hell was that?”, Daryl demanded once Jesus had rounded the corner. “His beard, it was trimmed. There’s more giving on there.”

“Ok, so I wasn’t the only one who noticed gorgeous was lying.”, Cas immediately began to blush. Rick and Daryl looked at her and she just knew they’d never let her live it down. They were about to make plans to follow him when what sounded like shots rang out behind them. Daryl and Rick went to find the source while Cas stayed to watch the truck. Once they disappeared behind the back, she felt strong arms wrap around her. A cloth was pressed to her nose and she inhaled as a reflex. As her vision began to fade she could just make out those startling eyes that were surprisingly filled with warmth as she was quickly but gently lowered to the ground. “I’m sorry. It’s nothing personal but I have people to take care of too.”

As Daryl and Rick reached the back they realized they were being tricked. “It’s a trap. The truck. Cas!” They hurried back to the front in time to see Jesus speeding off in their truck and Cas on the ground. They hurried over to Cas to make sure she was okay. “Damn asshole better not have hurt her!”, Daryl cursed. Slowly Cas came to and jumped up. “That dick! I swear I’m going to rip his nuts off and feed them to him!”

“Are you sure wouldn’t like him to keep them?”, Cas’s cheeks burned red. “Leave me alone. I can’t help I find him attractive. Now let’s go find him and get our shit back.” They took off and Cas was glad she still kept in shape. They soon came upon the vending machine and caught their breath. Daryl emptied it of its contents. One can was busted open and they passed it around. Cas would have preferred water but her throat was dry and she’d take what she could. Plus, she missed soda, can if it was flat and warm. As the sugary drink exploded her taste buds in orangey goodness, she listened in on Rick as he tried to convince them he might not be all that bad. Daryl wasn’t having it but Cas not going to form an opinion on him till she got his side of the story. They finished catching their breath and their soda and were off.

Cas enjoyed the running. She felt free and welcomed the burn in her legs as she pushed herself, felt the breeze through her hair cooling her as they ran. She was almost always on a run, doing what she could for the others. They rounded a corner and came upon the truck. They slowed down as they saw Jesus fixing the tire. They made a plan to ambush him and entered the woods, circling to catch him from the side while he was putting the tools back in the back. Rick ran around the truck to the other side. Once Jesus turned around to get back into the truck, Rick ran behind him locking him in his hold. He quickly rammed his elbow into Rick’s side and pulled his arms up and away from him. He kicked Rick away from him. Daryl went to attack but in a smooth maneuver, Jesus stopped him and threw him against the truck. Before Cas could attack, Rick ran at him slamming him into the ground. Cas, using quick thinking, planted her foot on his chest to keep him down as Rick and Daryl pull their guns on him.

Jesus couldn’t help but get lost in Cas’ silvery green gaze. “This is done.”, Rick said angrily. A walker began to come upon them and Cas said she had it. She ran up to it and in a clean graceful maneuver that even Michonne would envy, cut right through the dead’s head. “She’s beautiful.” Both men ignored Jesus’ comment. Rick demanded the keys as they both cocked their guns. He handed them over. Daryl threw Cas some rope and she began tying Jesus up. “You can’t just leave me here.”, he said as he gave Cas what he hoped was puppy eyes. As she met his gaze he took in a sharp breath. “We both know these bindings won’t hold you for long. I’m sorry.” She gave him an apologetic smile as she got up. Daryl threw him one of the almost empty cans of soda. “You didn’t have to be so rude Daryl.” “And he didn’t have to be a dick and steal our truck.”

They flew down the road, windows down while munching on some candy. Daryl passed Cas and Rick some chocolate as Rick pointed out a barn. As they headed towards it they went over a hole and heard a loud thump from the roof. “I think that son of a bitch is on the roof.” Suddenly Rick slammed on the brakes and Cas braced her hands on the dash to keep from flying out the windshield. As they came to a halt, Jesus is thrown off the roof and landed with a grunt. Cas winced as she heard his body hit the grass. Soon he jumped up and Daryl went off after him. Rick tried to block him but he ran. Rick stopped and got out of the truck, Cas pulled out the keys as he ran off and made sure the emergency brakes were on. As Daryl chased Jesus, Rick and Cas killed some of the dead. Once Rick realized Daryl was having trouble he sent Cas to help.

Jesus had doubled back to the truck so she ran to the other side as Daryl cornered him inside. “Come here you little shit!” Cas flung the door open and gripped Jesus around the shoulders. “Daryl behind you!”, Cas warned as he turned. She dragged Jesus from the vehicle. While pulling him out, his foot caught the brake and the truck began rolling. Cas fell back and so did Jesus. Unfortunately, the open door caught Jesus in the face, knocking him out.

They watched as all that food was swallowed up by water.

“You guys alright?”, Rick asked. Daryl and Cas replied with a yes. “Law of Averages. That’s bullshit man.”, Daryl gruffed. Daryl wanted to check the trucks and leave Jesus, but Cas convinced him and Rick they should take him, that he might show them his group.

As they get into one of the cars, they put Jesus in the back with Cas. As they are travelling, Rick veered left and caused Jesus to slump over onto Cas’ shoulder. She blushed. “He took a pretty hard hit. Denise needs to look him over. When we get back, take him to her.” Figuring he’d be uncomfortable she gently moved him so his head was in her lap and draped his legs on the seat as best she could. Rick talked about how Daryl would not have left him in a tree. To pass the time, Cas began to run her hand through his soft hair.

Once they arrived at Alexandria, she brought him to Denise and explained how he was to have an eye kept on him, then went home to sleep.

END OF PART 1

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