


A smiling face, everyday

by maxridefan



Category: Zombie Powder
Genre: Angst, Hurt-Comfort
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2008-02-02
Updated: 2008-02-03
Packaged: 2013-05-26 23:42:48
Rating: T
Chapters: 2
Words: 483
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4049683/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1435397/maxridefan
Summary: Smith centered. This is odd, but it's SmithXGamma, but not too much. Not sure about the rating, so T to be safe for later.





	1. Chapter 1

**I wonder about Smith, don't you?**

If you're not okay, what do you do? If you want to die what do you do? If you have the gun in you're hand, what do you do?

Smith was ready to be gone. No one would have to know, but he didn't know that Gamma would care. He didn't know that Elwood would care, that even Wolfina would care. The room was dark, silent, and lonely. He was always lonely now.

His brief case was on the table; his jacket was on the floor. His hat was in his right hand. And glasses on his face, his shirt untucked and half unbuttoned because he simply didn't care anymore.

A tear fell down his cheek, but he didn't feel it, like everything. He didn't feel anything. He brought the gun up to his temple. His finger shook on the trigger.

"Don't."

The voice that shattered the silence shocked him. He dropped the gun and fell to his knees. He managed to choke out, "Gamma…I…" but no more. Smith buried his face in his hands but Gamma could hear the sobbing noises.

Gamma made his way over to his partner, his broken friend who put out a smiling face everyday. He wrapped his arms around Smith's torso and soon the trembling stopped.

**More to come….maybe. **


	2. Chapter 2

"I don't know what I'll do next though."

Gamma looked into Smith's eyes, wiped away the tears and said, "Don't worry, but for now, just get some sleep."

"The others?"

"Don't know anything and don't have to know."

Smith nodded and slowly got up. Gamma walked him over to the bed, as he walked out, he gave his partner a reassuring smile.

He said everything would be fine, but he waited outside the door. He knew the nightmares would come. Nightmares, they always came, why couldn't we forget?

Time stood still as he sat outside. But soon, he could hear his friend talking…it was quiet at first. "It's not my fault, no…go away…" But, then it got louder; Smith was shouting, "Stop! Please!"

Gamma was in the room at once. He shook Smith awake, "Shhh, it's alright, it's just bad a dream." But that was never true, they're never just bad dreams.

"I-I don't want to go back to sleep. I don't think I can."

"It's almost morning… let's just go outside."

The sun was rising and it lit up Smith's face, the fear, the pain, and the sorrow, it all showed. "Let's go for a walk, eh?" Gamma was not going to let his friend think about the nightmares.

Smith nodded, but he felt weighed down, he didn't want to move. He followed Gamma close, he feared separation.


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