Chapter 2

A/N: Well, here's chapter two. I think I'm gonna be rapid posting this story, or attempting to. Enjoy

Disclaimer: I don't own Gotham.

The woman had managed to make it half way across the conference centre. She never realized how big it really was until she had to walk it. She was about ready to give up hope when she heard some rustling down one of the corridors. She quickened her pace to see who it was but when she rounded the corner she stopped dead in her tracks. In front of her was a zombie, bent over some ones body eating. Her eyes got big as she started to back up slowly, hoping that the zombie hadn't seen her. She was so focused on keeping her eye on the zombie that she didn't realize that she was about to run into someone. He back collided with another person. She jumped and turned around quickly and let out a small scream and prepared herself for a fight. The other guy had his arms out, defending himself. When she had finally calmed down her eyes finally adjusted to who was in front of her. The guy pushed his glasses up his nose

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I heard a noise and followed it. I must not have been paying attention"

"No, your fine. I was just focusing on the..." she saw his eyes get big as he stared over her shoulder. She slowly turned around and saw the zombie staring at them.

"Zombie?" said the guy, ultimately finishing her sentence. The zombie started toward them. The lady grabbed the guys hand and pulled him behind her as she started to run. The guy caught on and was close behind her. They rounded a corner just as another guy was walking toward them. He jumped out of their way. The two stopped

"You gotta run, there's a zombie" the lady said the other guy tilted his head to the side confused, but he wasn't for long. The zombie rounded the corner a second later. The guys eyes got big but he pulled out a gun and shot it. The zombie fell to the ground. The other two let out a sigh of relief. The guy with the gun turned.

"Ed? What are you doing here?" he asked

"Jim, hi. I was checking out the convention actually...What are you doing here?" asked Ed

"I was called here about a possible bomb threat. As soon as I walked in it went off." he said. The lady looked between the both of them as they talked. Jim turned to the lady. "I'm sorry, what's your name? Are you hurt badly?" he asked noticing her wrapped waist.

"I'm fine thanks. My names Aubry" she said holding out her hand. Jim took it and shook it.

"Jim Gordon, GCPD" he said she nodded and looked over at the other guy

"Ed" he said smiling, she nodded at him too.

"Have you seen anyone else?" asked Jim. Ed and Aubry shook their heads. "Weird. This place was full when I got here" he said

"Same. I was in one of the ballrooms for the dance when the bomb went off. I woke up and everyone was gone" said Aubry

"Same. I've been almost all over here and you guys are the only ones I've seen so far" said Ed adjusting his glasses again.

"So, Zombies" asked Jim

"Just the one so far" said Aubry pointing at the dead one at their feet. Jim shook his head and rubbed his eyes.

"Uh, Jim, you wouldn't happen to have another one of those would you?" asked Ed pointing to the gun

"No, sorry Ed"

"I know where there should be some weapons. Dealer's Room...It's this way" said Aubry heading to the left

"Dealer's room?" asked Jim

"Basically a huge room with different things in it to buy. Mostly stuff by vendors and things" said Ed following here, Jim was right behind him.

"Your just going to take them?" asked Jim not really liking the idea

"No, we're going to stare at them and hope they help us from the table" said Aubry rolling her eyes "It's to help us survive. I'm sure the GCPD doesn't really mind that" she finished as she came to an escalator that went to the upper floor. She ascended the stairs. Jim just shook his head. When they got to the top of the stairs they approached a set of double doors. Aubry attempted to open the doors but they were locked. Jim was about to step up and try but Aubry kicked open the door before he could get there, the two guys looked shocked. She turned back

"What? It was locked" she said innocently before stepping into a bigger room. Around the edge of the room and in the middle were tables and booths set up with an array of different works of art, costumes for sale and weapons. They had found a table that has an assortment of knives on the table. She gave them a once over before she started choosing which ones she wanted. Ed did the same. Aubry had decided on a couple pocket knives, which she stuck in her boot, a bowie knife which she attached to her belt and a couple billfolds of throwing knives. She stuck them in the second pocket down on both sides. Ed grabbed a couple of pocket knives and a bowie knife as well. Jim just shook his head and decided on a hunters knife. They walked around a bit more and Aubry's eyes lit up at the next booth she found.

"Oh no" said Jim realizing what she had saw. Ed let out a small smirk but quickly wiped it off of his face and looked around before walking up to the table. In front of them where different kinds of guns spread out on the table and hanging on a wall behind the table. Aubry took a couple big steps to get to the guns and started going over them to figure out which ones she'd want. She went for a couple 9MM's and strapped them to her thighs with thigh holsters and also grabbed a pair of 6 shooter's and attached them to her waist. She practiced quick drawing a couple times and flipping the gun before actually letting it rest at her side.

"Sorry, I like westerns" she said looking down. Jim shook his head and grabbed another one of his guns while Ed stuck with 2 9MMs. He attempted to not look so happy while holding them.

"Alright, lets try and get out of here" he said while leading the way out of the room. Ed and Aubry pulled out one of the guns and kept it in front of them but facing down while also staying on the lookout for any more zombies. When they exited the room there was a sound of static and then music started to come through the PA system. They all looked at each other, confused.

'These boots were made for walken' and that's just what they'll do. One of these day's these boots are gonna walk all over you'

"Least the music isn't bad" said Aubry continuing to following Jim

"Is there a bar here?" she asked

"I think so, in the hotel attached to here" said Jim "Why?"

"We're stuck in a conference centre being chased by zombies...I'm pretty sure that warrants a fair amount of drinking" said Aubry laughing. Jim shook his head again but led them to the connecting hallway that led to the hotel. They made it to the bar and Aubry went straight for the bar. She was a little bit away from the bar when a glass was thrown in her direction. She dodged it and put her gun toward where it came from. Jim and Ed came up behind her holding their guns out as well.

"Whoever's back there, come out now" said Jim walking in front of both of them, Aubry took a side glance at Ed then back to the bar, ready to fire if needed.

"Jim? Is that you?" came a voice from behind the bar. A person jumped up and Aubry fired and missed "What the hell?!" said the person. Aubry's eyes got big and she dropped the gun

"Oh my god, oh my god, I'm so sorry. I, I, Oh god" she said freaking out a bit. Jim turned to her and gave her a look. "I'm sorry, it wont happen again" she said holding her hands up. Jim turned around and was able to see who was behind the bar while Ed bent down and picked up her gun and gave it back to her. She took it and quickly put it back into her holster before wringing her hands together.

"Oswald? Let me guess, you were here for the convention?" asked Jim

"Yes. Can I come out or is miss trigger happy gonna shoot me again?" he asked, she trew her hands up to show she wasn't holding the gun. He came out from behind the bar. "What's going on?" he asked

"We don't know. We're trying to figure it out" said Ed

"Wait, your The Penguin! It was probably him that planned all of this" said Aubry

"I can assure you that it wasn't me. I wouldn't blow up a convention" he said walking up to her

"You blew up other places around here" she said walking up to him. Jim jumped in the middle of them

"Alright you two, just calm down. If Oswald did this, why would he trap himself in here" said Jim

"Just to make it look like it wasn't him" she said

"It wasn't me!" he fired back

"Alright, enough. Just, calm down" said Jim pushing them apart again. Aubry backed down but went around them and straight to the bar. She went behind it and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a glass and poured herself a glass and shot it down before taking another. The song coming from the PA system switched songs.

'Counting all the assholes in the room and I see that I'm not alone'

Aubry shook her head and took another shot. The rest of them walked up to the bar. "Anyone?" she said holding the bottle out. Jim grabbed a glass and set it down, she smiled and filled it up. Ed and Oswald looked at each other, shrugged and grabbed glasses as well. She filled everyone's glass "To surviving this hell hole" she said holding up the glass everyone clinked glasses and took the shot.

"We need a plan of action." said Jim

"That's easy, get out of here as quickly as we can" said Oswald

"The way I came in is blocked, there's a couple other ways to get out but who knows how many other zombies there are between us and the doors" said Jim. Aubry kept filling up everyone's drinks. As Jim was talking she started going through the bar and found a pack of cigarettes. "Score" she said grabbing them. She took one out and lit it.

"Seriously? That's disgusting" said Oswald. She took a long drag and blew the smoke in his face

"Does this look like a face that cares?" she said smirking. Oswald just crossed his arms and looked away. She took another drag then a shot. Jim wanted to say something about the smoking, but he really didn't see any harm in it. The place was already done for. A little but of smoke wasn't a big deal.

"Alright. I'm feeling a little better. Let's go kick some zombie ass and get out of here" she said coming out form behind the bar. She pocketed the cigarettes and lighter and grabbed her gun from the holster

"Are you really going to let her keep the gun?" asked Oswald

"Yes" he grabbed on of Aubry's guns and handed it to Oswald "Here, you might need this" he grabbed the gun and glared at Aubry.

The song changed again

'Love will keep us together, whatever'

Everyone groaned and got to walking toward one of the known exits.

A/N: Well, there's chapter two. Please send me some feedback about it. :)