After a few conversations about my fic’s latest chapter with some very faithful readers, I’ve noticed that many of you forget to leave kudos/don’t dare to leave comments on Ao3/ or are too shy to reach out to the author.
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14 But Each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. - James 1:13-18
The Deputy had caused so much trouble for John, ever since that very first moment they walked through the white chapel doors and interrupted Josephs Sermon. Ever since then the Deputy has only brought bad luck with them to Hope County. Infecting others with their sin, Wrath, oh how contagious it was. It spread like a cancer through Falls End. John had personally sent out his men that day to overtake Falls End. The only issue was they never reported back in and soon after reports began to come in. Silos began to be destroyed, Nicks Plane was taken. All the more John left the Deputy those few words, hoping that they knew their place, that John was coming for them and he would not let them get past the Gates of Eden.
Not when the world was on the brink of the collapse.
However today wasn’t going to end with Johns men chasing after the deputy and using the bliss bullets on her. No John would personally see this to the end. He’d had enough of the Deputy, they had drove him insane, mad. How could he hate her and at the same time want her? Why did she have to fight so much? It irritated John as he pulled up the white pick up truck to the side of the road. Getting out of the vehicle and leaving behind his radio only taking the 44. Magnum and holstering it John proceeded with his own personal mission. From here on John made his way through the bush land moving carefully to the area he had been informed the Deputy was at. Hunting of all damn things. John sighed slightly as he walked through the thicket of bushes being thankful for wearing his jeans.
It wasn’t long before he found her just up a head, squatting down near some small brush and leaning against a tree with a bow in hand aimed towards her next trophy. John crouched down and watched her, being a hunter himself he knew that she was eyeing off a large black bear that was pondering around chewing on a few berries that it had found. Carefully John approached from behind, keeping silent until he was close enough and pulled out his pistol and fired. His shot hit the ground far away from the deputy, but it startled the bear as it panicked and ran off.
“ Your a thorn in my side Deputy! ” John said as he pointed the gun at her. The Deputy just looked up at John with both surprise and shock. Clearly not having expected to see him here alone by himself.
“ But I’m sorry, I just cant let you go ” John said shaking his head before he shot her in the shoulder, the bliss slowly taking its affect on her. She was lucky to even get about a few meters away before passing out. John had picked her up taking her back to his pickup and placed her in the passenger side of his car, however he didn’t take her back to his Bunker. Instead he took her to a lone cabin, secluded in the depths of the mountains in Holland Valley. He’d placed a damp cloth over her forehead and sat by her side as she rested on a single bed. His hand slowly caressed her face as she began to come back to it.
He could see the panic in her face. The sudden fear that shot through her but John hushed her and gently placed his hands over her arms to prevent her from thrashing about and trying to run.
“ Lay still.” John ordered but his voice was soft and far more caring then it should of been. “ I should have taken you back. I should have carved your sin into your chest but...” John paused and shook his head looking down at her. “ But I couldn’t hurt such a beautiful thing that God has gifted me and taint its beauty. ” Gently he stroked the side of her cheek and smiled softly.
It seemed like a real smile, not like the sadistic twisted grin he quiet often gave or the over confidence of a smirk John always seemed to have. No the smile was soft and warm and caring. Even Johns eyes were softer as they looked over her. Brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “ You’ll be safe here. Safe from harm. Only for a little while though. I cant stop my men, and I cant stop Joseph from hunting you down. But I can slow down the process my dear. Trust me I don’t want to do any of this just as much as you my sweet. ”
True to his word John gently pulled the blanket up and over her as he stood and moved away. The Deputy would eventually notice that all of her previous other wounds had been bandaged up as well as the newly ones John had added. He wanted to lay next to her, tell her everything was ok but he knew better. Instead he took off his coat and put it over her while John walked off to the side. In the end he knew how it all had to go down, but at least he wanted to let her know just how he felt on the inside. That he did care, even if it meant at times he had to hurt her.
“ If only you could understand...Maybe we could live together. Maybe we could be something much more then what we already are. ” John mumbled under his breath and turned to look at her once more. “ For the things you do to me make me want to sin. And I cant help myself at times but dream of a different time and place were we could be happy together.”
