I've been thinking about this story for a bit and finally decided to write it. I have a lot of ideas, so I hope you like it. Let me know what you think :)

Chapter one: A New Addition

"Where are we again?"

Myka turned to her partner Pete. "Chicago, I think. I came here once as a kid." She glanced around them at the abandoned cars, broken windows, and overgrown foliage. "The place is really different from what I remember."

"Of course it's different," Pete said. "Being run down by zombies tends to change a place." Myka glared at him. Pete didn't notice. "I've always wanted to visit Chicago. I hear their pizza is amazing!"

Myka rolled her eyes. "We're not really here to get pizza, Pete."

Pete put up his hands in mock surrender. "I know! I was just saying." He squinted as he looked at their surroundings. He noticed something and pointed to it in the distance. "Is that a Wal-Mart?"

Myka looked in the direction he was pointing. There were only two letters that hadn't fallen off the sign, but it did look like a Wal-Mart. "I think so," she said.

"Do you think they have twinkies?"

"Pete, that's disgusting." She made a face.

"Hey, twinkies can last for a long time!" Pete defended. "Just, come on, let's go check!" And he ran off in the direction of the store. Myka rolled her eyes and followed him.

They slowly made their way through the ruined city to the abandoned Wal-Mart, making sure to look around every corner for visitors. When they made it safely to the store, Pete headed inside. "I'm going to keep watch out here," Myka called to him. "Make it quick." Pete's only response was a thumbs-up that Myka didn't see.

It was an uneventful watch. Myka kept her gun safely in her hand as her eyes constantly scanned the parking lot, but there was no movement to be found. A few minutes later, Pete returned, a twinkie stuffed in his mouth, and the front pocket of his backpack looked slightly larger than it was before. Myka suspected he stuffed it with twinkies.

"Took you long enough. Let's go." Myka walked ahead and turned the corner of the parking lot without looking ahead. Pete followed closely behind her. And they walked straight into the path of a group of approaching zombies. "Shit."

The zombies had already caught sight of them, so there was no point in trying to be stealthy. Pete took his gun out of the holster and fired a few shots, taking down three of the things.

Gunshots rang through the air as Myka took her turn shooting at the slowly approaching targets. There were still five zombies creeping across the parking lot towards them.

"Mykes, there's more behind you!"

Myka fired another shot. Three zombies down, but two more still coming. "I'm a little busy here, Pete! Why can't you deal with them?" Another shot, another zombie down.

"I'm out of ammo!" Myka rolled her eyes and shot down the last zombie. She reloaded her gun and spun around, firing at one that was about to lunge for Pete. It fell to the ground, dead for good this time. "Thanks."

"Yeah, you owe me." Myka shot down the last two zombies, and she and Pete were alone once again. "What do you mean you're out of ammo? That's not possible. We're not having another rendezvous for three more days."

"I don't know, it just happened! Can't I have some of yours?"

"If I share mine with you it's barely going to last until tomorrow."

Pete huffed. "What am I gonna do then?"

Myka shrugged. "That's your problem."

Suddenly, Pete's radio buzzed. "Hello? Agent Bering? Agent Lattimer?"

Myka stole the radio from Pete's grasp and spoke into it. "Yes, this is Agent Bering."

"Great," said the voice, which belonged to Captain Artie Nielson. "I'm going to need you to turn on your GPS signal. We've got a helicopter trying to reach you. We're about five minutes out, but need your exact coordinates."

Pete rummaged through his backpack for the GPS device and turned it on as Myka replied. "Ok, it's on. Why is a helicopter coming for us? I thought we weren't supposed to meet up again for another three days?"

"Oh, yes, I know," Artie replied. "This is an urgent matter, though, so we're just bumping up the meeting a bit. We can also replenish any supplies you might need when we're there. Food, water, ammunition…"

Pete threw his fist in the air in triumph.

Myka rolled her eyes at him. "Alright, but what is this urgent matter?"

"It's best you just wait until we arrive, Agent Bering." Pete and Myka exchanged curious glances, but agreed to wait. It was only another three minutes before they heard the approaching helicopter.

It dropped down in the middle of the empty parking lot. Myka and Pete walked closer and watched as three figures got out. The rotors of the helicopter slowly stopped spinning, allowing the two parties to converse without losing their voices.

Pete ran up to Artie and slapped him on the shoulder. "Thanks, man! I just ran out of ammo so I really needed this!" Their friend Leena was next to Artie, and she smirked and gave Pete a few boxes of ammunition. "Thanks Leena, you're a doll."

Myka wasn't paying attention to this because she was preoccupied with the other woman standing in front of her that she didn't recognize. "Artie, who's this?"

"You know darling, you don't have to ask Artie. I'm very capable of answering for myself." The accent caught Myka off guard. She briefly glanced at the woman, raising an eyebrow at her. Then she turned back to Artie, waiting for an answer.

"Pete, Myka," Artie began. "This is Agent Wells. She's going to be joining you two in the field."

Pete nodded. "Cool. Welcome to the team!" He held up his hand for a high five. Agent Wells hesitantly tapped it.

Myka, however, was not as thrilled about the new addition. "Excuse me?" she said.

"Agent Wells is going to be working with you—" Artie began to repeat, but Myka cut him off.

"No, I heard you the first time. Why is she working with us?" Myka asked. "Why can't you pawn her onto Steve and Claudia? They probably need more help than we do. You know Pete and I can handle anything."

"This isn't about you needing help," Artie replied. "I simply thought Agent Wells would work well with you guys, so this is where I assigned her."

"Can't you reassign her?" Myka pleaded.

"No. Agent Wells will be working with you and Agent Lattimer, so get used to it. Leena, let's go."

Leena gave Pete and Myka hugs before boarding the helicopter again. "It was great seeing you guys. I miss you." The rotors started rotating again. "See you soon!" she shouted over the wind.

Pete and Myka watched as the helicopter took off, leaving the team there with their new addition. Once the helicopter disappeared, Myka forced herself to look at the other woman standing in front of her. Agent Wells smirked. "So, where are we off to?"

Myka groaned and headed out of the parking lot, not caring if the other two followed her or not.