Chapter 4

A/N: Guest and your less than nice review. If you had the guts to review with your name, we could have discussed this but since you didn't, I'll answer here. I'm not really in the mood so miss me with your patriotic bullshit. American or not, not all soldiers are good or smart, some would flee like in every other country because it's human, save yourself and the one you love first. It's not just a riot, it's the apocalypse, I'm not sure they have a pamphlet about 'how to be hero during apocalypse 101'. Go to a base? Sure! They have civilians with them and if the soldiers were helping in the hospital and streets, who says no one got bitten and went back to the base and infected others without knowing it was contagious yet. It takes time to evaluate the situation and sometimes, it's already too late. They don't know where the base is and they don't really have time to search so they go to a place they think is safe. Being a soldier doesn't make you invincible and not everyone join for the love of their country. That's for the first part.

About the characterisation, no one complained before so if you don't like my take on it, you're free to stop reading, I won't mind. And about Rachel, she's always explaining everything, always providing details on stuff, so of course she would be factual about it, not because she thinks San is dumb, but because that's who she is.

Now for the family part, I'm sorry, I didn't realise that while panicking and trying to escape and go to safety they should all stop and settle to call their whole phone book to check if everyone is safe, especially when the lines are busy. I mention it later on, when everything calms down a little and they have time to think unlike when they are trying to get out of the hotel to find a shelter but of course you would have to wait and read instead of rushing to criticize my work.

So again, don't feel obligated to read my work if you don't like it, there are other fics out there. This type of comments is another reason why I stopped writing for the glee fandom and frankly, after that, I just want to go back to my Supercorp world - even though it's far from perfect, at least there's some respect - and drop this so thank you for making this writing even more difficult.

While they were all getting ready, Finn and Kurt quickly reached the boy's room. Kurt opened the door quickly and switched the light on. He froze when he saw Adam stare at him with soulless eyes from behind the bed.

"Adam?" Kurt called carefully. Adam snarled before rushing toward him.

"Kurt, move!" Finn pushed his step brother to the side but wasn't fast enough to avoid the collision with Adam. They both fell to the ground as Finn struggled to not get bitten.

"Oh my god…" Kurt breathed out as he moved backward until his back hit the wall. "Adam…"

"Kurt, help me!" Finn turned his face to the side just in time to avoid a bite. "Do something!" He yelled.

Finn's plea for help seemed to pull Kurt out of his daze. He stepped to the side, reaching for the bedside lamp and smashed it on his head. Adam growled and looked at him. It was enough of a distraction to allow Finn to push Adam away and grab his gun. He aimed at the English man but seemed to hesitate.

"No!" Kurt shouted but Adam surged forward, forcing Finn to pull the trigger, shooting him right in the head.

Kurt looked at Adam's body on the floor and started crying. "Oh god, what did you do?"

"I…I'm sorry, I had to. He…. He would have killed us." Finn reached out and squeezed Kurt's shoulder but the man pushed his hand away.

"Don't touch me!" Kurt cried painfully. 'We could have tied him up and kept him here until we knew more about this. They could find a cure!" He kneeled down and held his lifeless boyfriend.

"I… I don't think there is one... I'm sorry…" Finn stood next to him in silence for a while until he noticed the time. "I'm sorry but you should pack, we have to go."

"I don't want to leave him here." Kurt sniffled as he held Adam's body closer.

"We don't have a choice..." Finn looked around and spotted a backpack. "Let me help." He walked toward it and grabbed some tee shirts.

"Don't! I'll do it." Kurt kissed Adam's forehead before standing up. "Just wait outside."

Finn frowned. "But, it's dangerous…"

"Go wait outside!" Kurt yelled. Finn nodded and opened the door, checking to see the hallway was secure before leaving the room.

10 minutes later, the group was ready to leave the hotel. They were able to descend the staircase without a hitch but they knew things would be more complicated once they reached the lobby.

As predicted, as soon as Puck poked his head out of the staircase door, he saw what used to be the clerk eating someone on the floor with others zombies at the end of the hall. He scanned the rest of the lobby but it didn't look like there were others. He closed the door back silently and turned toward his friends. "Okay so there are at least 3 zombies out there, they're busy feeding on some poor dude so I think we can just sneak out and go to the car without them noticing."

"Aren't we going to help him?" Rachel asked, her hand around Kurt's waist since the man was barely reacting since he left his room.

Puck shook his head. "No, there's nothing we can do for him at this point."

"What's the plan?" Finn questioned.

"As soon as I open the door, we walk fast but without sudden movements toward the exit. Finn, you'll go first with your gun and I'll bring up the rear. Stay quiet and if anything happens, run." Puck stated.

Everybody nodded and after a few seconds of silence, Puck opened the door again. He checked the lobby and when he was sure the zombies were still busy, he motioned for the group to start moving. Finn, followed by Quinn, then Kurt, Rachel and Santana, walked carefully toward the exit.

When they were halfway through the lobby, Kurt heard a noise to his left and stopped abruptly to look if there was something behind the reception desk. Rachel, not expecting Kurt to stop, bumped into him, sending him flying against the counter and knocking the bell on it. Everyone froze, praying that the sound hadn't caught the zombies' attention. It wasn't long before they heard the sound of a dead man growling behind the counter and soon, from down the hall.

"Run!" Puck shouted before trying to get rid of one of the zombies down the hall.

Finn was at the door in an instant, desperately trying to open it but it was blocked. It was an old wooden double door and it looked like someone had blocked the handle from the outside. Maybe the last living employee had left the building while they were packing their bags and had decided to block all his former colleagues in, who knew, but no matter who had blocked the door, they did a good job.

Quinn saw Finn try to kick down the door and decided to come and help with her axe. "Move!" She ordered as she raised her weapon and smashed it right in the middle of the door where the wood was thinner. "I feel like Jack Torrance."

Finn looked at her confused. "Who?"

"The Shining?" The blonde saw the tall boy's clueless face and rolled her eyes. "Nevermind... Anyway, I knew it was a good idea to take the hatchet, i'll have to remind Santana of that." She smashed the hatchet into the door again but stopped when she heard Kurt scream. She turned around and saw a zombie tackle him to the ground. She stepped forward to help her friend but Santana stopped her.

"No, I've got this. Open the door, we have to leave now!" Santana pushed Rachel who was in shock in the corner and turned around to grab the fire extinguisher. Without losing a second, she rushed toward Kurt as the poor boy was struggling to keep the zombie's mouth away from his neck. She raised her makeshift weapon and bashed the zombie's head as hard as she could, hearing his skull crack in the process. Kurt hastily pushed him away and crawled backward toward Rachel. The diva finally snapped of her torpor and bent down to help him stand.

"Are you okay?" The petite brunette asked as she scanned the man's body.

"I... I don't know, I think..." Kurt answered all shaken.

Santana slammed the fire extinguisher against the zombie's head a few more times until she was sure he was really dead. When he stopped moving, she froze and stared at the body in front of her, as if realising what had just happened. She had killed someone, well what used to be someone. Suddenly, her ears started ringing and everything was a blur. She was aware of Rachel's scream, Kurt's frightened face, Quinn calling Finn an idiot and asking him to do something, Finn bumping into her and raising his gun and then a gun shot. She blinked a few times, trying to focus back on the present. Santana turned her head and saw a zombie of almost 6'4 feet tall fall dead next to Puck who was still wrestling with a zombie on the floor. Finn tried to aim at the dead girl but out of nowhere, another zombie rushed toward him.

"Finn!" Rachel shouted to warn him but it was already too late, the living dead jumped on his back.

The tall boy yelped in surprise, dropping his gun as he moved backward to slam the zombie against the wall.

"San. Santana," Kurt called his friend's attention. "Do something!"

The raven-haired girl seemed to finally come back to her senses and realise what was happening. She turned toward Kurt and practically throw the fire extinguisher at him. "If anything dead comes near you two or Quinn, do what I did to Mister Clerk over there." She nodded toward the dead zombie on the floor. She looked at Quinn who was almost done breaking the door open, at least enough for them to go out through the hole. "Q hurry up, we're running out of time." Without waiting for an answer she ran toward Finn, grabbing his gun off the floor and quickly aiming at the zombie once she was close enough. The tall boy froze and looked at her wide eyed. "Don't move." She barely gave the man the time to react as she pulled the trigger, hitting the zombie on the shoulder and effectively pushing her away from Finn. Soon after, Puck was finally able to kill the zombie he was fighting and stood up.

Finn stared at Santana, opening his mouth as if he was trying to say something.

"We can go out, hurry up!" Quinn shouted, ready to climb through the door hole.

"Let's go." Puck ordered, grabbing his bat and walking toward the exit as Rachel and Kurt were already waiting outside.

"You're welcome." Santana smacked the tall boy's arm before grabbing it. "Now stop acting like a fish, we have to leave." She pulled him with her as she walked toward the exit.

Stepping outside of the hotel was like stepping out of your house after a tornado, there were smashed windows, broken cars, baggage and clothes on the ground, dead bodies, except not all of them were really dead. They all looked around with shock and sadness at how fast the situation had deteriorated. However; they didn't have much time to get their bearings when a small group of zombies was walking in their direction. After barely making it out of the hotel alive, they weren't ready to face another group of brain dead people.

"We have to go to the car, now!" Quinn commanded.

"This way!" Puck moved forward and led the group to their car.

"You can't be serious?" Santana said as soon as her eyes landed on the old brown Toyota stationwagon in front of her.

"Someone stole Finn's car while we were at the hospital." Puck stated, opening the car they had parked in an alley.

"And all you could find is this piece of garbage, seriously, it must be older than my abuela."

"It's not like we had the time to be picky, Santana, so be grateful we have a car at all!" Finn snapped, grabbing his jacket on the driver's seat and putting it on.

The raven-haired girl shot daggers at him and growled. "You're already making me regret saving your ass."

"I'm just telling the truth so there's need to be a bitch." Finn stood in front of the woman, a frown on his face.

"Stop it!" Kurt shouted annoyed. "We don't have time for that, we should get in the car and go as far as we can from this town."

Santana snorted. "Yeah, more as fast as this piece of junk can go."

"You can to stay here if you want." The tall boy had a weird glint in his eyes.

"Wouldn't you like that?" Santana raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms.

Finn looked at her confused. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Enough!" Rachel cried, surprising everyone as she seemed to snap out of the daze she was in since the hotel. "Everyone get in the car, I don't want to stay here a second more and these... these zombies if that's how you want to call them, are getting closer." The group nodded and soon Finn and Puck were in the front seats and Kurt and Quinn behind.

Santana was still glaring at Finn and mumbling in Spanish when Rachel approached her. "Santana, get in the car."

"Hey, you're not the boss of me alright, why can he be a prick and get away with it and I'm the bitch?"

"Get. In. The. Car." The brunette insisted, grabbing her friend's arm and pushing her toward the car.

"No need for violence, hobbit!"

"I'm tired Santana and this is not the time." The diva said wearily.

"I'm going, jeez, calm your tits."

The women got in the car and Finn drove off, avoiding zombies and debris on the road.