Hey all, sorry it took a while to get this up. It's just that I'm just about done with school and things seem to be moving very fast. I even have a summer job lined up for me. Lol I'm pretty sure you guys don't care and just want to read. So let's get to reading.

Oh, and I've been forgetting to put a disclaimer on this story. So I do NOT own The walking dead or the Twilight saga.

Previously:

"I-I didn't know you were a cop." I say, thinking of my dad.

"Just a sheriff."

"Well yes we have time. But we need to find a place to sleep before sun down." I respond.

"Why? Why before sun down?" he helps me pull the wood from the window.

"Because. The dead are more active at night." I reply like its the most obvious thing in the world.

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"You have a lovely home Rick." I state as I walk through the kitchen. I know there will be no food but it doesn't hurt to look. His counter tops are made of white marble, his cupboards are black, as are the refrigerator, the sink, and the stove. The walls are white and the floor is black marble tile.

"Would be better if my wife and son were here safe. God, I hope they are safe." I hope they are as well, I don't want to see my new friend in pain.

"I'm sure they are safe, and if they are, we will find them." On everything I am, I will find them.

"Thanks Bella, now let me get some clothes and shoes and the keys and we'll be on our way. The sooner the better." he says and starts to head upstairs.

"Hey, wait. You can't just waltz up there like that." I say pulling out my machete as he freezes mid step. What on earth is he thinking?

" Bella, this is my house, I can do whatever I please in it." he explains.

"Yes, but however true that may be, whenever a house is entered it must be cleared." I step in front of him and quietly make my way up.

"Cleared?" he asks, looking very much confused.

"Yes cleared, what if there was a breather eater up here. If you are alone in a house, and there are more than four breather eaters you will leave it and find a new house." I state, clearing the three rooms at the top level. "You're all clear, I'm going to go look through your kitchen." I turn to head down stairs.

"Hey Bella, how many of those things in one house is too much for you?" I freeze and slowly face him.

"More than eighty Rick." I whisper and his eyes widen.

"Eighty? But Bella, that can't be possible."

"It is for me. Just don't tell people. People think the worst nowadays." I turn and head down stair to the kitchen.

"I won't tell anyone." He whispers, but I know he thinks I can't hear him. I smile and open one of the cupboards. My mouth starts to water with hunger. Cheesy Cheetos! The cupboard is full with food. I open the one next to it and find bottled and canned drinks, Sodas, water, juice. I quickly load the food in the over sized duffle bag I took from my car, I actually overfill the bag, causing me to throw my head back and giggle.

"What's got you giggling Bella?" Rick asks, coming down the stairway with a duffle bag filled with, what I assume to be his clothes.

"I'm laughing at the fact that no one has touched your house." I giggle again and spin around once, but once is all it takes, and I squeal in delight.

"Bella calm down. What if those things hear us? Why are you so excited?" He's right I need to calm down, he has no practice in fight the breather eaters.

"You have a class 'A' RV in your backyard Rick!"

"Yeah? So? What's your point exactly?" I look at him like he's crazy.

"That point Rick, Is that we can travel in it, we can have more room, trust me, I get pretty cramped in my small car and I'm all alone." I watch as realization hits him right in the face.

"Right, I knew that Bella." he looks around his house, then at me, and I feel bad for him. I know my family is dead, he doesn't know what happened to his family.

"Ready to find your family Rick?" I ask with a positive smile.

"I am very ready to find my family."

"Then lets get out of here." I say, he grabs his cruiser keys and the RV key. There are three breather eaters in the backyard, I show him how to kill them by taking out two and he catches on fast, he cut the top of one's head clean off in one swift motion. "Good job Rick, glad to know you can keep with me. We check out the RV and find it clear.

"It has a full tank of gas, so we're good for a while." He starts the RV and the engine is so quiet that if it didn't start moving I would have thought it was off. We make a stop in front of my car and load everything from it into the back of the RV.

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"What time is it? How long have we been on the road?" I ask Rick sipping on my Dr. Pepper.

"It's 6:30pm we've been on the road for almost three hours." He replies, I get up and sit in the passenger seat and look around where we are.

"Right there. Pull up to that small farm for the night, make sure you power down everything, not one light can be on." I start putting up the black tarps over all the windows.

"The is propane in the tank if you want to take a hot shower." he states, pulling off his jacket, and head over to his bags. Oh yes, I will definitely take advantage of a hot shower.

"You had a lot of weapons still in you police vault, I say we got lucky Rick." I say picking up his a couple of his guns.

"Half of them were gone."

"Yeah, but there was a lot of ammo and that's what is important, that's mainly what we need. I mean I have a lot of ammo, but with yours thrown in we have a massive pile of it. Now lets get some sleep, we'll clean out the house in the morning. I locked everything up tight, so nothing will get in. You can have the big bed you're still injured, I'll sleep on the pull out bed." With that said I skip to the bathroom and take a hot shower in the dark, but with my vampire site, I can see perfectly fine. I open my bag and lay out all twenty blood bags, like I said I haven't eaten in four-five days, and I immediately feel the veins crackle under my eyes, and I violently rip into the blood bags. I feel wild, my strength increases, my skin has more color, a calm passes over me, I can sense the people left in the world. So many people, thinking they are all alone.

"Please let me keep Rick safe." I whisper to myself as I sink to the floor of the shower, I have one blood bag left.

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