#nick groff

Requested: yes

Thank you @ghost-adventures-imagines for the request! I hope you like it!

This was, by far, the most brutal place that y/n and the ghost adventures crew have ever visited. You could feel the negative energy coming from the building alone, even after the psychic medium, Karen, had left, making the building almost too unbearable to enter.

As usual, Zak loved to provoke spirits, so that they could come through the other side. It usually made y/n nervous, especially since every great once and a while, she, Nick, and Aaron would realize that Zak would become possessed by a dark, evil entity.

This investigation, however, was no different. Luckily, Zak had instructed Nick and y/n to investigate one of the cabins and see if they could make contact with the spirit box. Y/n bit her lower lip nervously as the static white noise grated against her eardrums.

“Out of all of us, who is in the most danger on this property?” Nick asked. Y/n shot him a glare as her heart thumped nervously against her chest.

Silence. Y/n didn’t expect to hear anything that came out of the spirit box. Then —

“Gonna kill . . . . Zak.”

Y/n’s head snapped up to look at Nick, whose face had gone white. He immediately turned off the spirit box. In an instant, y/n made her way towards the door, ignoring Nick as he called after her.

“Y/n, Zak said that we had to stay here until someone comes and gets us!”

“To hell with that,” y/n answered breathlessly, her eyes wild with fright. “The thing said it wanted to kill Zak. I’m not gonna let that happen.”

“He gets threats like this all the time, y/n, and nothing really happens. You’re just overreacting! Zak’s fine, I promise!”

Y/n only rolled her eyes and took off for the main building that Zak last told her he would be at. When they found him, he was pacing around with Aaron watching nervously, his eyes narrowed. Y/n could see that something was wrong, as she noticed an unexpected rage cross Zak’s features. She turned to face Nick, who was hot at her heels.

“You sure that he’s ‘fine’?” She seethed. Nick went quiet. Y/n nodded. “That’s what I thought.”

“SHUT UP!” Zak roared unexpectedly, causing the three of them to go quiet at once. Y/n watched as Zak’s body trembled with unbridled fury.

“Zak, we just wanna help you,” y/n insisted, her voice quiet.

“I DON’T NEED HELP, Y/N!” He roared, causing y/n to stumble back slightly in shock.

“Zak, this is not like you!”

“I’M FINE!”

“Clearly, he’s not,” Aaron put in, but he wasn’t helping.

“SHUT UP, AARON!”

Tears began to blur y/n’s eyes. The last time she had seen Zak behave like this was at Poveglia Island in their third season of ghost adventures. He’d been nearly fine — until now.

“Dude, you’re scaring y/n!” Aaron defended, looking offended.

“DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE?!”

“She’s your girlfriend, Zak. This Zak would not be acting like this.”

Tears began to flow freely down y/n’s cheeks. Aaron took notice of this at once and he shielded her from Zak’s view. It was still hard to believe that the kind Zak y/n loved and knew would behave like this. All she knew was that this was not her beloved Zak. Aaron sighed, and shook his head.

“C’mon, y/n/n. I’m taking you back to nerve center.”

Y/n reluctantly allowed Aaron to lead her back to nerve center, which was located in another building on the property they were investigating. When they got to nerve center, y/n began to pace the floor, biting on her lower lip before facing a concerned Aaron.

“That was not Zak.” She wrung her hands together nervously. “We all know Zak at this point. He wouldn’t get upset like that on purpose.”

“We know, y/n/n,” Aaron reassured her. “Zak is a sensitive guy. We know he will come back and apologize before the night ends. You’ll see.”

And he was right. When Zak came back to nerve center with Nick, who guided him roughly by the upper arm. Y/n could see, at once, that Zak was beginning to return back to his normal self. The anger in his eyes had deflated, and he now looked tired and drained. And he also looked . . . . guilty. His eyes landed on y/n’s and his face paled when he saw her tear-stained cheeks.

“Oh, y/n/n,” he sighed, looking devastated. “I’m so sorry! Something got a hold of me in there! I didn’t want to hurt you, physically or verbally. I swear, I didn’t. I —”

He was cut off when y/n walked over and wrapped her arms around her best friend’s neck. He responded, nuzzling his head into the crook of her neck, sending pleasant shivers down y/n’s spine.

This was the kind of Zak y/n had missed before something had gotten a hold of him in that room — kind, slightly intimidating, but yet still a teddy bear. She smiled softly to herself, running her fingers through his hair. The motion made Zak go weak in the knees.

“I know, Zak,” she murmured softly. “I know that wasn’t you. It scared me when you started randomly shouting in our faces. But I’ve got the Zak I know and trust, now. And believe me, I don’t feel scared any more, now that the thing is out of you.”