this is my fix fic for the end of season three biggrin
AN this is a result of the trauma of the finale. Isobel pops up in my head begging me to let her save Zack. I do not own Bones if I did, sweets would have been gormagons helper, not Zack I also don’t own the song that inspired this fic.
part one what hurts the most
Zack's pov
Her name was Isobel Rose Black. She was twenty three years old. She came to the Jeffersonian after I went to Iraq. She was hired as an assistant. When I came home she stayed on. I slowly fell in love with her. We loved each other dearly. I still cannot comprehend why she gave her life- to save me? I was never worth it.
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Isobel was desperate to make Zack realize she loved him. So one day, out of the blue, they where talking and Zack turned to look at her. She had an intent look on her face. "Isobel?" he asked, concerned. "don't you..." she muttered.” what is it?" Zack asked. "Screw it!" she exclaims. She kisses him, hard
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Angela and hodgins stood in the lounge part of the lab they where talking when Angela looked over his shoulder "oh, my god!" "What?" he looks and smiles. Both of their jaws drop as Zack kisses her back. "Go, Zack!" Hodgins says with a smile. Isobel turns and glares at both of them. "Come on, zack let's go somewhere private."
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Zack's pov
He awoke in the dark. It took a few confused minutes to realize he was not only blindfolded, but drugged. The vehicle he was in stopped. He was dragged out and pulled along a path. He was pushed into a building. A smell of cooked meat pervaded his senses. The blindfold was ripped off. A man stood before him.
Who are you? He asked "I am the one your friends call gormogon", the man replied I've brought you here to join me, as my apprentice zack looked at the man. "Why would I ever do that?" Gormagon grabbed a folder and tossed it at Zack's feet. Photographs spilled out photos of his friends, Hodgins, Angela, Dr. Brennan dr.syoran and Isobel. Pictures of him and Isobel. Gormagon grabbed a remote and turned on a monitor. It was video of him and Isobel at the market she loved. "If you do not join me, she will die, they all will and it will be your entire fault. Do you submit?" "yes." zack whispered brokenly. "Yes, master" Gormogon corrected.
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Zack’s POV
I knew something was wrong. He came back to the apartment we shared, and I just knew. One week later, gormagon not only took Zack, but me as well
And this is the truth. My father, Benjamin Jonas black and Gormagon are one and the same. My father came back into the past gormagons service when I was four. He left us to serve a murdering cannibal. I have taken Zack's place, though he does not know it, yet. I will do what my father could never do; I will save the ones I love. I will save Zack.
Author's note this is the song that the chapter title came from, and inspired the fic, also it would fit our state of mind after "the pain in the heart"
i can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do
Ooohhh....
