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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      The_Walking_Dead_(TV), Fear_the_Walking_Dead_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Alicia_Clark_&_Nick_Clark, Alicia_Clark/Chris_Manawa
  Character:
      Nick_Clark, Alicia_Clark, Madison_Clark_(Fear_the_Walking_Dead), Travis
      Manawa, Chris_Manawa, Ofelia_Salazar, Victor_Strand
  Additional Tags:
      Sibling_Incest, Pseudo-Incest, Underage_Sex, Consensual_Underage_Sex,
      Angst_and_Hurt/Comfort, Angst_and_Fluff_and_Smut, Heavy_Angst, References
      to_Drugs, Implied/Referenced_Suicide, Angry_Sex, Rough_Sex, Roughhousing,
      Rough_Kissing, Mildly_Dubious_Consent, Sibling_Love, Step-siblings,
      Protective_Siblings, Step-Sibling_Incest, Obsessive_Behavior, Possessive
      Behavior, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Unresolved_Sexual_Tension, Sexual
      Tension, Drunk_Sex, Oral_Sex, Revenge_Sex, Jealousy, Claiming, Claiming
      Bites, Parent-Child_Relationship, Absent_Parents, Canon_Related, Pre-
      Canon, Post-Canon, Alternate_Canon, Eventual_Smut, Slow_Burn, Alcohol
      Abuse/Alcoholism, Drug_Abuse, Drug_Addiction, Awkward_Sexual_Situations,
      Sexual_Experimentation, Secret_Relationship, Love_Triangles, Fight_Sex,
      Fights, Arguing
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-03-22 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1242
****** There's No Us ******
by darkrey
Summary
     Nick started drugs mainly because of the guilt of being with his
     sister, and that was made worse when their father died and the family
     torch was supposed to be passed onto him. He got addicted to drugs,
     alcohol, and sex, and ran off to protect Alicia. She on the other
     hand, feels like he chose the drugs over her, and that hurt deep. The
     two siblings went their separate ways, and learned to cope
     differently, Nick with his drugs, and Alicia with her safe new
     boyfriend and stellar grades. Now with the end of the world breathing
     down their necks, Nick and Alicia are forced out of their limbo, and
     thrown back together. No matter how hard they fight, they can't stay
     away from each other. Sin or no sin.
     (Picks up off after episode 6)
Notes
     so uh this is my first attempt at a fanfic in a really long time.
     It's also dedicated to my friend Mah on twitter. I'm not entirely
     sure where I'm going with this story, but I hope you guys enjoy, and
     please leave me a bunch of comments and feedback! Also starting this
     fic off with a flashback. Check the end for more notes.
See the end of the work for more notes
Who would've thought that the end of the world would be the best thing that had
ever happened to him? Like he had told his mother, the rest of the world was
just catching up with him. That of course should be a good thing right? At the
moment he would pretend it was good. But at least now he could spend more time
with his sister. But the downfall of everyone "catching up" with him, would be
that he might lose his sense of self, that he might become less special, less
unique. The rest of his family, his mother mostly, might end up seeing him as
something more than the fuck-up, might actually start having real empathy.
The selfish parts of him didn't mind being the fuck-up kid, the deadbeat, in
fact his entire being probably wouldn't care at all what his mom thought, or
whatTravis thought about him. But he did care...he cared because of his little
sister, Alicia. He drew in a deep breath, holding it for a heart beat or two
before letting it all out in an exasperated sigh. Alicia... What was he going
to do about her? They had definitely been forced to be together more, ever
since the hospital, ever since the world started to end.
It was easy to pretend like there was nothing wrong, nothing going on, nothing
awkward, it was easy to act just like a pair of normal siblings. Nick couldn't
remember the last time they had actually talked, talked without pretending
nothing had ever happened between them, actually talked without their walls up,
without the underlying hurt, the underlying hate, the underlying bitterness.
It felt like so long ago, and if his memory served him correctly, it probably
had been. Perhaps a year or two ago. Letting out another sigh, Nick rolled over
on the bed to lay on his side, Strand had agreed to stay, and let the rest of
them stay, for the night after the incident with Liza...a shiver ran down his
spine. The violence, the blood, the death, none of it bothered him, in fact
there was a small part that was fascinated with it. 
Biting his pale, thin lips, Nick tossed and turned a bit in his bed to get more
comfortable, the room was unsettling to him. A majority of the walls were
glass, and they faced out towards the vast ocean, that beat against the white
shore in a rhythmic and methodical pattern. Never wavering.
Slowly sitting up in the dark he let his dark eyes drink in the sight of the
outside world just beyond the thin glass, the ocean looked like an endless
black void that stretched on and on. The moon was a small sliver in the sky,
but out here far from city lights, it shone brighter than usual, against the
stark black of the night sky, it mirrored the water beneath it perfectly in a
dark synchronized image. Far from the city, the stars were also more defined,
and there appeared to be thousands instead of hundreds, some visibly twitching
and twinkling, while others were steady white lights, like fairy lights hung in
the sky. 
Again his mind drifted to his sister, his sister who was across the hall way,
so close yet so far. There was nothing he wanted to do more but crawl out of
bed, and into hers. Gazing out across the beach, he let his thoughts wander
into the past. That's what they used to do, sneak into each others rooms while
their parents slept. At first, when Nick was twelve and Alicia was nine, almost
ten, they used to do this out of pure innocence, like many siblings. However as
they got older, the habit didn't break and childish antics soon turned adult.
The first time they kissed Alicia was thirteen, and Nick had been fifteen, and
if he was being honest, he had been harboring feelings for his sister for a
long time at that point. 
Their first kiss had been during a summer thunder-storm, it was around
midnight, and the storm was raging outside in all its glory. At that time, they
hadn't snuck into the other's room in a few weeks, but Alicia was afraid of
thunder. Or at least back then she had been, he felt like he barely knew her
now.
Not to his surprise, but much to his delight, she had come knocking at his
door, and had climbed into his bed. She had been shaking from fear, and her
face was red and puffy from hours of crying, and she wasn't sure how she had
gotten the courage to leave her blankets and make her way to Nick's room. but
she had, and as soon as she was in the protection of his embrace, her fear had
begun to melt and ebb away. 
Nick had held her for what felt like forever, her face buried into his chest,
his arms wrapped tightly around her, waiting for her to stop trembling. While
Alicia had her eyes closed and was trying hard to sleep against the loud
crackling and booming of thunder and lighting right outside the thin walls of
their house, he had stayed perfectly awake, unable to sleep with her so close.
There was no way to determine when he had first begun to see his sister as
beautiful, in a not-so-brotherly way, but if he had to guess, that had been the
moment. His brown eyes had stayed fixated on her scared face, watching it
progress from terrified, to scared, to nervous, to perfectly relaxed and
content. Her soft, perfect skin was the color of cream, and seemed to glow. Her
lips were full and the color of rose petals, her eyelashes long and naturally
dark and curled. Her hair was long and naturally wavy, and so so soft. 
That's when it stuck him, the sudden aching need to kiss those perfect lips,
stroke that flawless skin, run his hands through that mess of hair. And being
the impulsive and reckless boy he was, and still is, he had kissed her. First
it had just been a soft peck, and he was planning on just leaving it at
that...but Alicia hadn't been asleep. Or at the very least his kiss had woken
her up. 
"Nicky?" she said softly, pulling away and propping herself up on a petite
elbow, light hazel eyes like beacons of light in the darkness of his room.
"What was that?" she asked innocently, however he knew that tone, and it was
anything but innocent. She was making fun of him, teasing him. Nick felt heat
flush his cheeks as he quickly pulled away from her, rolling over with a loud
huff, his back to the younger girl. 
However the little minx would have none of that, "Nickyyyy, I asked you a
question!" she taunted, throwing her leg over his side and scooting as close as
possible to him. Her brother didn't answer, and they laid there in silence for
a few heartbeats, that felt like years. It wasn't an awkward silence, just
heavy, it was contemplative. Nick's mind raced with what he had just done, it
had only been a peck, but he had kissed his sister of all people. Before his
thoughts could get even more self-disgusted, he felt Alicia's arms wrap around
his neck and shoulders from behind.
"Nick, will you kiss me again?" 
End Notes
     Sorry this is so short and rushed! The other chapters will be longer,
     better written, less rushed etc. I just wrote this spur of the
     moment, did a once over for errors, and then published it. I wanted
     to get this up ASAP. So please ignore the shittiness, the rest of the
     fanfic will be fabulous I promise. The next chapter will probably be
     written and edited and all that tomorrow, and posted tomorrow night.
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