Ellie awakens to loud groaning, she removes herself from Dylan's embrace. She gets out of bed, and sleepily walks toward the window. There were large packs of zombies, dragging their feet down the hot summer road.

''What are you –''?

''Shhs''. Ellie silences him, ''I'm trying to listen''. Dylan rubs his eyes, trying to fight the urge of falling asleep again. He slowly gets up, and walks over to her.

She sighs, ''they're really antsy today''. She exclaims. Dylan nods and goes into the kitchen.

''What are you doing''? Ellie calls to him.

''Making breakfast''. He says,'' What do you think''? He called back to her. She left the window and decided to go to the kitchen. Dylan is making eggs.

''Sorry, Ellie'', No bacon today''. He says. Ellie sighs then sits down, ''we'll go to the store today''.

''You say that so casually''. Dylan said, putting the eggs in front of her.

Ellie smiled; then she started chewing in her fluffy eggs.

It's at least 1 o'clock by the time they come outside. The teens reached a nearby Wal-Mart. Since their town is small they reach the store quickly. Wal-Mart is trashed, it was a main resource for them, in the beginning, and people went completely insane searching for food. Food now is really scarce.

''We need some, bacon, Oreos, grit's''. Dylan insisted.

''Apples''. Ellie added. Ellie and Dylan walks toward the apples. Ellie grabs to bags and drops them into basket.

''That to.'' Dylan agreed, as they walked down the fruit aisle.

''Hey, kids''. Dylan turns to see a grimy old man. He has a creepy face, like an evil clown.

''What do you want''. Dylan asks. The man smiles.

''Nothing, just wanted to see how Lucy's big brother was doing''

Ellie dropped the basket of apples. Her heart was pounding out of her chest. She gazed over at Dylan; who looked like he could murder him.

''What did you say''? Dylan replies darkly, Ellie has never seen him like this before.

''I said your sister Lucy has been looking every where you. But sadly, we've gotten rid of her''. The man laughs, leaning against an empty refrigerator. The teens both stay quiet. Dylan angrily wipes the tears from his eyes.

''Go away, ass hole''. Ellie sneers, picking up the basket again, ''Come on Dylan''.

''Language, young lady, you need to wash your mouth''. The man affirmed.

''Leave her alone''. Dylan warned, ''I'll shoot you, if I have too''. Then a group of the man's buddies walked up they reeked of beer. They were incredibly drunk.

''Charlie''. One man slurred, ''we got more beer''.

Charlie smiled, ''Good''. The men looked at the two teens, one whistled;

''That one sure looks good''. A man staggered toward them, Dylan raised his gun.

''Get any closer and I'll kill you''. Dylan said.

''Dly'' Ellie said softly. She, for once was getting scared. The man stepped back.

''Like you would shoot us''. Charlie barked, causing all of his men to laugh.

''I'm serious''. Dylan says.

''Just leave us the hell alone''. Ellie remarks. Charlie begins to get angry.

''Swear at me, I dare you'' Charlie taunts. Ellie was getting annoyed; she just wanted it to end.

''Go to hell''. Ellie said grinning. Then it happened so fast, Charlie shot a bullet at Ellie. Dylan roughly pushes Ellie out of the way, Dylan taking the bullet instead of her. Dylan slumps against the fridge. The men howled with laugher. Ellie ran toward Dylan, she was shaking him lightly.

''Dylan, Answer me''. Ellie commands. Dylan's eyes were barely open. His dirty shirt was now covered in blood;

''Ellie, just go''. Dylan said sternly, trying to push her away. His breathing really hard. Ellie put a hand on his wound. But the blood won't stop. Ellie shushed him, and stroked his hair softly.

''You're going to be fine''. Ellie said, trying to reassuring him and herself. Dylan smiled at her weakly; he reached up to gently caress her cheek. Ellie turned toward Charlie, she was in tears.

''Please, help me.''. She pleaded. Charlie just stared at her.

''Come on''. Charlie said to his men.

''No, don't''. But Charlie was already walking away. Ellie turned to Dylan; he was still alive aleast; but barely. She stared at the wound. She started to pull the bullet out, she was lucky it wasn't in too deep. It took her two minutes. Ellie's hand was now coated with Dylan's blood; she angrily threw the bullet away. She hugged Dylan tightly, pressing gently kisses upon his head. He wasn't dead, but passed out. Ellie swore that Charlie and his men would pay for this.

AN: Hope you liked this chapter.

Question: What do you think is going to happen to Dylan?