We drove in silence for an hour. I had so many questions to ask but I was afraid to hear the answers.
After a while Rachel and Kurt started singing show tunes to lighten the mood. Rachel explained they were both performing on Broadway. Kurd sadly spoke of his boyfriend Blaine who had stayed in New York and was now probably dead.
"What about you Rachel, did you have someone in New York?"
She shakes her head, "I think this is the only time in my life I'm happy to have been single." she shrugs. "How long have you been married?"
"6 years. Our wedding was the best day of my life. There's a picture in there" I say, pointing to the bag beside Kurt.
He takes it out and Rachel eagerly leans back to see it.
"You both look so beautiful!" she cries.
"You're dresses are amazing! What's her name?"
"Brittany. When I went back to our house I found Lord Tubbington, I knew Britt would be devastated that she had to leave him so I brought him along." I looked at the cat, who was now sitting on Kurt's knee, glaring at Rachel. "I think he's annoyed you stole his seat Rachel." I laugh as she jokingly apologises.
"it's getting kind of late," Kurt says, looking at sky. "How do you want to sleep?"
"How we switch around for two hours each?" I suggest, feeling my eyes start to droop, it had been a long day and I wasn't fully recovered.
"Sure. Santana you can sleep in the back first, and I'll drive, then I'll sleep and Kurt can drive, then so on."
I stop the car, so we can switch seats. I end up curled in the back with Lord T. Normally I would never allow this sort of situation, trusting two complete strangers, but I could feel that Rachel and Kurt were genuine, honest people.
I slept for 3 hours before Rachel woke me. When I realised I overslept I was furious with myself. "I'm sorry guys, I'll drive longer to make it up to you." I apologised.
"Don't be silly," Kurt says, "you've been through a lot today."
"Berry? Are you there? Rachel?" a fuzzy sounding voice came from the radio.
Kurt instantely picked it up and spoke into it. "It's Kurt, is this Finn? What's happened?"
"Yeah it's Finn. I'm just checking your process. Are you any closer to finding us?"
"We have a ride. The local sheriff is driving us. Rachel thinks we'll reach you in about 5 hours."
"Another person? Kurt there's hardly any food to go around as there is, we can't have another mouth to feed."
"It'll be no trouble, think of it as another person to defend the camp." Kurt smiled apologetically at me.
"Ugh fine. Watch out, there's always a couple of walkers wandering these roads during the night. See you soon. Over."
Kurt rolled his eyes before flinging the radio into one of the bags. "Finn is a complete douche."
"How do you know you can trust him?" I ask.
"He doesn't seem bright enough to plot anything." Rachel smirked. "And it used to be another guy we spoke to in their group, but Finn demanded he got to deal with us instead. Artie, that's the guy we spoke to first, was really nice."
I nodded and we continued driving in silence.