A/N: Yay Chapter 6! Thank you all SOOO much for the reviews! It really makes my day when I get and read them :)
QUICK NOTE!
Imabe: Thanks for understanding. I'm glad someone does..you wouldn't believe how many mean messages and such I've gotten because I haven't updated. Anyway, I appreciate it and yeah...a break from that story's really just what I need right now. Well still thanks! :)

Warning: Some violence and...that's all I can think of right now...

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush...but really, the only thing here that's Big Time Rush-ish are the names of the main characters; Carlos, Logan, Kendall, James, Jennifer, Katie, Camille...you get the point. This just poofed into my head and as far as I know its original to me...But if there is something in here that anyone can place to a thing that already exists...well either i didn't recognize it or I subconsciously wrote it in...basically, if you can place it, it ain't mine.


"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal." -From a Headstone in Ireland

James grumbled as he and the mutant climbed back up the steep slope to the cave. For almost three weeks now, his ass of an abductor had had him and his sidekick going out from the crack of dawn til about an hour before the sunset searching the dusty sand looking for anything. What the latino was specifically looking for, he was unsure. But either way, he still had the alien and James looking and sifting, dirtying and ruining his used-to-be expensive clothes.

Only once so far had they come across a lone infected roaming the dunes. And just the sight of such a creature nearly stopped his heart before the vile thing even attempted too. With its bloodcurdling roar it charged at the two; both him and the green freak scared to no ends and completely unprepared for what to do in that situation. He remembered holding his breath and bracing himself for the on-coming attack, but before the hellish thing could even come within ten feet of the two, a monstrous boom echoed through the air. Immediately, the infected dropped down dead; black soulless eyes staring up forevermore at the dusty orange sky. Behind them was Carlos with a larger weapon, this time, that slightly resembled a laser. What had he called it? A..gun. Yes that was it. But still how the older man had managed to come and kill the damnable thing before it killed both he and the alien, confounded him and said alien to no ends.

Finally, he and his anomaly of a companion reached the mouth of the cave. They walked in and parted from there; Logan going to Carlos to report their finds (usually none, but this time they actually had found something of interest..) and James to the farthest corner he could find to sulk.

Carlos hopped down from a small shelf-like structure built into the cliff wall and gave a small smile to Logan. "So. What did you find today?"

Logan opened his fist and showed their prize; a small silver slightly rusted necklace that was made of a simple strong chain and a rectangular pendant with some unintelligible words scribed into it, and an even smaller glass pink flower next to the silver rectangle. He had recognized it as a dog tag and would usually think of it as something of not much value, but knowing Carlos himself had one of these tags, he thought it perhaps might be an interesting little thing the older male could teach him something about.

Carlos scrunched up his face in thought, squinting his eyes and gingerly picked up the piece of "jewelry" by the chain. He studied it for a couple minutes before frowning; his face adopting a look of despair.


April 5, 2832

19 year old Carlos and Erin walked down the dusty road..or at least what used to be a road. It had been four years since the whole word went into disarray and the infected had started roaming, four years since they were issued their tags to be identified as humans (and not aliens or infected), and four years since they stopped aging to also be identified better as living humans. It was three years since Her Majesty Empress Alezandria took complete reign over their world and joined Earth with the two other earth-like planets, and two years since Earth was renamed and almost everyone left to the newer safer planets; Galier and Groutron.

The two had tried countless times to steal a ride or portal to one of the sister planets, but to still no avail; they were still stuck on the former blue planet.

After the intial find of the beginning of the infection in Minnesota and being saved by who they later called Buck (he never provided an actual name), they quickly learned from Buck how to kill the things, how to use older non-laser guns as they required less engery and were much quicker and effective than the laser based weaponry, how to save up on water on food and other neccessities...in general, how to survive in the apocolyptic world. The couple had stayed with him six months until they decided to go venture their way back to Los Angeles and try to find their families in the chaos. The journey took approxiamtely eight months to make their way solely on foot (while still scavenging for resources and fighting for their lives) and in the end they still only found them all dead or even a few unfortunately turned into infected. They only managed to grab a few pictures and other lightweight keepsakes before they escaped another horde.

Through the endless heat and dust, they saw a small broken house appear in the horizon. Knowing that it very likely was infested with several infected, perhaps even a nest, they ducked behind a small dune and watched.

"What do you think?" Erin asked, eyes not leaving the building.

Carlos shrugged. "Most likely around the windows and doors. If we go through the second floor window we should be okay.."

"What about climbers?"

"Climbers are more rare in these parts. I think we need to worry more about the fast and strong..especially strong."

Erin nodded and rummaged through their shared messenger bag, pulling out some rope. "Shotgun?"

"It's all yours. I'll stick to the glock."

"Let's do this," Erin muttered, standing.

Carlos smiled and followed her lead, standing by her side. "After you, darling."

Erin smirked. "My my what a gentleman."

"Only the best for my woman when we're about to face a horde of hell's spawns."

They silently walked over to the broken house and to the back where the second floor window was. In one fell swoop, Erin threw the rope through, getting it caught on some shards of glass that stood haphazardly in the frame of the old window. Carlos climbed in and secured the rope more tightly and helped his girlfriend inside. Erin snapped the long barrel of the shotgun into place and Carlos turned the safety off of his handguns. The two then nodded a quick nod to each other. Erin stood at the back of the room, where Carlos went near the door, kicking it in. They worked in tandem; Erin shooting and killing the beasts that were farther down the hall and stairs and Carlos killing the ones that were leading the team of undead.

They worked their effective system, until..Carlos' guns ran out of bullets. He kept clicking, in disbelielf that he actually ran out. The mob of seemingly never-ending infected began filing into the room at a faster, quicker rate now, knocking down the latino. In a panic, Erin began shooting more wildly than before; missing most of the intended targets. The infected began closing in on him, but Carlos quickly came to his senses, grabbing a knife out of the shoulder bag and attacking the monsters with more vigor and more caution. Seeing he was okay, Erin calmed down a bit and focused more on slaying the awful things.

After what seemed like eternity and one last horrific screech from the infected, the fight was finally over. Carlos let out a breath, glad that it was over and looked to the red head in the corner with a small smile. Instantly, he felt his heart drop though as he saw her small wince of pain.

Erin moved her hand from her stomache to see her palm and fingers coated in her own blood. She looked up to Carlos with wide eyes and felt herself start shaking as she fell to the floor.

"No no no," Carlos quietly whispered, dropping by her side and holding her in his arms. "What happened?"

"I-I don't know," she stuttered, her blue eyes looking into his brown ones scared. "Carlos.." she began muttering.

He shook his head, interrupting her, "No no no. No. You're not..you're not doing this. You're not gonna start the whole..goodbye thing because you're gonna make it through this, you hear me? And you..you can get better again! Right? I-I know Alez. I know her! Well I-I knew her, but she can help. She's supposed to. She's t-the ruler so she has to take care of everyone..she'll help you and you'll be okay and-"

"Carlos-"

"No! Y-you promised me! We said..we would get through all of this. Both of us. Together. You were gonna find the cure and I'd..clumsily help you and everything would be okay again..we'd have a family and-and.." Carlos felt the tears start coming as he realized that despite the promises they made to each other to soothe the nightmares and use it as the flicker of hope to make it through this mess..this was it. There was nothing else he could do to protect her. He put his forehead to hers and whispered to her. "You can't leave me, Erin. You can't. We've already made it through so much. Please..."

Erin's paling eyes fluttered shut and she put her cold hand to his cheek. "Carlos, I-I need you to listen..you have to be strong. Okay? Be strong and keep-keep going. No matter what..okay? You can make it through all this and..I need you..you to do it for m-me. You have to survive. Against everything and-and everyone...be ready for everything and anything..you survive. Okay?"

Carlos lightly nodded his head and spoke in barely a whisper. "I promise. For us.."

"For us," she repeated. "I love you..you so much. You know that, right?"

"I know..of course I know. And I love you..forever and ever."

She nodded a little, feeling her veins and heart start to burn and sear as the infection took over. She winced and in a strangled voice said, "I need..one more thing.."

"Anything.."

"You-you need...to burn the house down..w-with me in it.."

Carlos moved his head up, fully looking at her in shock. "What? I- no. I can't. I won't!"

"I kn-know it's hard, but I-I beg of you..I c-can't be..one..of those..things. Please."

Carlos hesitated, but slowly nodded. "Okay..okay.."

He shakily got to his feet and followed her instructions of tying her up, going outside with the dusty bag, then throwing the lighter into the gasoline covered house. He felt his heart crumble to dust and completely disappear as he watched the glowing flames consume the house starting at the bottom floor and eventually go up to where the love of his life was stuck. The only thing he was thankful for was that she had passed out before he left the house; she wouldn't have to feel any pain.

But, as fate would have it, the poor lost boy couldn't even take solace in that mere fact. He heard her pain filled screams fill the air and he cringed in pain. He took a step forward towards the inferno, but stopped and felt his stomache twist into sickly knots as her screams turned into the venomous malicious snarls that all infected shrieked before they attacked.

Carlos slowly closed his eyes as he heard the soul shattering shouts eventually turn to silence. He let one more tear fall before he turned his back to the blaze and faced the empty landscape in front of him. He was alone. But he had to keep moving on.


"Carlos? Carlos.." Logan called to him worried. The older man had started staring off into the distance a few minutes ago; his eyes becoming foggy and unfocused.

After a few more seconds, Carlos blinked a few times and slightly shook his head. "Sorry.." He lightly took the rest of the dogtag into his fist and started walking to the mouth of the cave.

Logan followed him until Carlos was outside. "You're not gonna explain what that was about?"

Carlos frowned out into the distance and said in a quiet voice, "It was nothing." And with that he left, slipping the tag around his neck next to his own.