Hey guys, I'm back with the new addition to the Warm Bodies story. Remember, if you guys have any ideas for it, send them to me. You should probably read Life is Warm Bodies first so these chapters make sense, but some of the chapters in this story won't require that. They can stand alone.

Enjoy

Chapter One: The Mona Lisa (Past)

Rachel's POV – Abandoned Art Gallery

Chloe, Victoria and I sneak down the long hallway of the now abandoned art gallery we managed to get into. Since the outbreak, no-one seems to care about art anymore which is understandable. People are struggling to survive after all and cultural aspects just aren't crucial to that.

"I really don't know how you losers dragged me into this," Victoria grumbles in irritation as she follows behind me and Chloe.

Chloe glances back over her shoulder at Victoria as she complains, "Oh quit whining Icky Vicky, this will be fun if you just shut up. I need some stuff to make my room not look like a prison cell, like the rest of the house. David has no taste."

Victoria rolls her eyes and sighs in resignation, "What did you have in mind exactly?"

Chloe flashes her an impish grin, "First off, I need to go exploring, see what catches my eye."

"You had better hurry up, some of us don't have all day," she mumbles under her breath as she crosses her arms.

I nudge her out of her pouting, "Now, now Victoria. This is a great opportunity for us. No-one is here anymore. We can just grab what we want and go. It's a waste to let all this stuff gather dust. Besides, you can't say that nothing in this place grabs your interest."

Victoria's eyes wander over the dusty paintings, some of which had fallen onto the floor or were propped against the wall, "Well… maybe… fine I'll have a look around," she reluctantly concedes.

I smile smugly at her, "See that wasn't so hard, was it?"

Chloe strolls down the halls as if she owns the place. Technically she could if she wanted. The original owner is probably long gone by now. She stops in front of a painting partway down the hallway with a pensive expression, "Hmm… I would say that this painting highlights the depravity among men and…"

Victoria rolls her eyes at Chloe's mockery, "Knock it off Price, quit being an art critic," Chloe flashes her a mischievous grin before grabbing her from behind and lifting her up into the air. She starts spinning around, quickly gaining momentum much to Victoria's surprise, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Trying to get you to lighten up a bit," Chloe chuckles as she continues to turn faster and faster.

Victoria struggles against Chloe's vice-like hold, "Get your peasant hands off me."

I laugh at the display. Chloe and Victoria may appear to despise each other, but in truth they get on really well. It's surprising really. I guess the prospect of the end of the world does strange things to people.

"Say please," Chloe mentions in a cheeky tone. She knows damn well that Victoria won't do it.

"No fucking way. I order you to put me down," Victoria defiantly refuses.

This only works to fuel Chloe's mischief, "Sorry, I have decided to insight a revolution against your absolutist rule, until my demands are met."

Chloe is enjoying this way too much. I don't know where she gets all her energy from. Poor Victoria doesn't stand a chance. A loud crash echoes through the hallway and I look over to work out what just happened. In her excitement, Chloe has managed to bash into one of the paintings, resulting in her and Victoria falling into an undignified heap on the floor.

Victoria groans lightly as she sits up and rubs her head, "Ouch. That's it Price, you are dead."

"You have to catch me first," before she has even finished this sentence, Chloe has jumped to her feet and sprinted down the hallway, laughing maniacally as she runs.

Victoria goes to give chase, but I stop her, "I wouldn't even bother Victoria. Do you know how many times Chloe had successfully evaded David?"

She sighs and looks at the painting on the floor before picking it up to check the damage, "Fancy Price nearly destroying the Mona Lisa. She just loves to try and destroy expensive pieces of artwork."

"Hey, Priceless," I shout down the hallway to get her attention.

Chloe pops her head around the corner, "What?"

"You just nearly destroyed the Mona Lisa with Victoria Chase as your weapon of choice."

Her eyes widen in delight, "That is so fucking cool," Victoria's rage long since forgotten, she strides over to us and grabs the painting from Victoria, "Maybe I'll take this one as a memento."

Later - Chloe's House

The three of us are sat on Chloe's bed as she inspects her new acquisition with a satisfied smirk.

"At least this adds some class to your otherwise poverty stricken existence," Victoria remarks as she glances down at the painting.

Chloe leans over and licks Victoria's face. She immediately pushes Chloe away with a disgusted sneer, "Ew. I am going to get a shower before I catch your poverty. I will deal with you later Price. There will be a punishment for your blatant lack of respect. You two had better not be doing anything by the time I get back. I have no desire to see you two at it."

Victoria makes a swift exit, leaving Chloe and I alone. There seems to be something on Chloe's mind if her expression is anything to go by, "So, Rach what do you think?"

I look at the painting thoughtfully, "Hmm… it's not really your style."

"Yes but it's my souvenir from the day I almost killed the Queen Bee, Victoria Chase with a priceless piece of art," Chloe clarifies as she tilts her head to the side.

I smile at her predictable reasoning, "Don't let her hear you say that, or I think it will be Victoria who will be doing the killing," I kiss Chloe on the cheek as she continues to inspect the painting, "Don't think to hard babe."

"It's just… it's missing something," she announces as her brow furrows deep in thought.

"What's that?" I ask, curious to hear the answer.

Chloe stares at the painting for a few seconds before she breaks out into a wide mischievous grin, "I know," she twists on the bed over to the chest of drawers beside the bed. She fumbles around in the top drawer and produces a small tube of almost empty dark blue paint.

I shake my head with a small smile, "Do I even want to know?"

"You have to close your eyes. I want it to be a surprise," Chloe whines.

"Fine," I close my eyes for what feels like forever, "Are you done yet?"

"Not quite," she whispers close to my ear.

Seconds later I feel something soft on my lips. Chloe is kissing me. I wrap my arms around her neck and pull her towards me. I lay on my back with my eyes still closed and Chloe straddles me. Her hands begin venturing up my top, then I feel something tickle my nose. I open my eyes to see her brandishing the paintbrush with a lop-sided grin.

"Hey, Priceless, no fair. You aren't supposed to be painting me."

She shrugs as she gets off me, "What can I say, I saw an opportunity and took it."

I grab one of the brushes and some paint, "Captain Chloe, I hereby challenge you to a pirate duel. Engarde."

Chloe jumps up, assuming a fighting stance, the brush held out from her body like a sword, "Argh, I accept ye challenge, ye lily-livered scallywag."

When Victoria re-enters the room a few moments later, she is not prepared for the sight of me and Chloe running around like lunatics, flicking paint at each other. Chloe aims for me, but misses and hits Victoria instead.

"Whoops, sorry Icky Vicky," she apologizes while trying to stifle a giggle.

If looks could kill…. Victoria glares at Chloe, "What the fuck Price? Do you even know how much this fucking costs? Do you and Caulfield have some fucking competition to see who can ruin my cashmere with paint the most times?"

Chloe's face falls at the mention of Max. Victoria looks taken aback and then guilty for mentioning her, "Shit, sorry I didn't mean to…"

Chloe waves away her concern, "It's ok. It's not like we can just avoid this topic forever. She's going to come up sometimes," I grab Chloe's hand and squeeze it lightly.

There is an awkward silence for a second before Victoria changes the subject, "Well, I'm going to see if I can clean the paint out of this," with that she heads on out of the room.

The gloomy aura hanging around Chloe vanishes soon enough, although it's obvious that hearing Max's name again has affected her, "I will never tire of seeing Victoria covered in paint."

"Are you going to show me your grand masterpiece now?" I prompt her, curiosity getting the better of me.

Chloe covers my eyes with her hands and guides me to the painting, "Ready… now."

When Chloe uncovers my eyes, I am met with an interesting sight. Everything about the painting is the same apart from one blaring change. Above the lip of the Mona Lisa is a dark blue painted mustache.

"What do you think?" Chloe asks, looking very proud of herself.

"It looks beautiful babe. It kind of reminds me of David now."

Chloe chuckles heartily at this comparison, "Oh yeah, you're right… maybe we can use it as a dartboard," she adds as an afterthought.

I push Chloe's shoulder playfully, "You are evil… not that I would say no."

Without warning I grab her from behind and squeeze her tight, "R-Rach, c-can't breathe…" she manages to say while struggling to breathe.

My hold loosens slightly, "Sorry. I just couldn't help myself. You looked hella adorable."

"Oh, really?"

"Yep," I confirm as I playfully nip at her ear lobe. We lay down on the bed, my arms wrapped tightly around her, "Maybe it's best if we don't show Victoria, she will go nuts."

That was fun to write. Have a great day and I'll see you soon.