We all walked in the open doors with our guns drawn. I followed closely behind Shane. We all stopped in the lobby and looked around the huge empty room.

"Hello?" Rick asked. We heard a gun cock and we all spun around to see a man standing in a hallway with a gun pointed at us.

"Anybody infected?" he asked.

"One of our group was," Rick said. "He didn't make it."

"Who are you and what do you want?" the man asked.

"A chance."

"That's asking an awful lot these days."

"I know," Rick said nodding. The man looked around our group at all of us.

"I'll need to run some blood test. That's the price of admission."

"We can do that," Rick agreed. My hopes began to rise.

"The stuff you need to bring in bring it now. Once that door closes it stays closed," the man said lowering his gun. Rick nodded and we all ran out to get the things we'd need to stay here. Once back inside we all took an awkward elevator ride with this man underground.

"Where is everybody?" Rick asked. "The doctors? The staff?"

"I'm it," the man who I learned was named Doctor Jenner. "It's just me here."

After introduction Doctor Jenner took us all back for a blood sample. I made Shane stay in the room with me while I had my blood drawn. Not only did I not completely trust this Jenner man but I was also squeamish. When I stood I went dizzy and nearly fell out.

"You okay?" Jenner asked as Shane helped me to a chair.

"She hasn't eaten in days. None of us have," Shane replied.

"Well I might be able to help with that," Jenner said.

That night there was a feast. And not on unseasoned fish or gamey squirrel. We had real food. And wine. Lots of wine. Rick and Lori even let Carl try some. His face immediately scrunched up at the terrible taste. This made us all laugh. He was obviously like me in that way. I hated alcohol.

"Stick to coke there bud," Shane said grinning at the boy. "Like your aunt here."

"Hey!" I responded.

"Why don't you drink Joey?" Daryl asked.

"I don't wanna act a fool like you dimwits," I said grinning. This sent everyone laughing again but I think that was because of the alcohol. Rick tapped his spoon against his glass getting our attention.

"Seems to me we haven't thanked our host properly," he said looking to Jenner.

"He is more than just our host," T-Dog said raising his glass. We all followed suit. I looked up at Shane who wasn't smiling but looking down at his glass in deep thought.

"So when you going to tell us what the hell happened here Doc?" he asked looking up at Jenner. "The other doctors? Who are supposed to figuring out what's happing. Where are they?"

"Shane. No need to do this now," Rick said quietly.

"Nah. That's why we're here right? This was your move. So we could find all the answers. Instead we found him," Shane said pointing his thumb to Jenner who looked at him dumbfounded.

"Shane," I started but he ignored me.

"We found one man. Why?"

"Well when things got bad a lot of people just left. Went off to be with their families," Jenner said looking around at all of us. "Then when things got worse, the rest bolted."

"So you were the last one?" Shane asked.

"No," Jenner said to Shane sternly. "Many couldn't face walking out the door. They opted out. There was a rash of suicides. That was a bad time." Jenner's speech made everyone quiet.

"You didn't leave. Why?" Andrea asked.

"I just kept working. Hoping to do some good."

"Dude you are such a buzzkill, man," Glenn said to Shane from his spot in the back.

After dinner Jenner took us to where we would be staying. He told us about how the CDC still had electricity and warm water. Everyone was ecstatic about the news of hot water.

Shane had gone in the shower before me and after he'd been in there a while I decided to check on him. On my way I passed my brother in the hall and he was clearly drunk. I walked passed Rick and into the bathroom Shane was in. I walked in to see him standing under the water and taking a swig of wine right out of the bottle.

"Shane?" I asked opening the shower door further. Shane turned around in the shower lowering the wine bottle to look at me.

"What? What do you want now?" Shane said looking at me with disgust.

"I want you to put that bottle down and come to bed."

"How can you do this to me?" he said with a slurred voice.

"What? Do what?" I asked confused.

"I've loved you since I could remember and now at the end of the world you won't even let me act on it?"

"You're drunk," I said and turned to leave.

"I know what I'm saying. I love you Joey," he said and tried to kiss me. I tried to push him away but he kept pulling me closer to him. By now I was soaked and kept slipping on the tile. "I saved your life Joey! I thought of nothing but you and I saved your life!"

"Stop it Shane!" I yelled trying to jerk away.

"I love you Joey! And I know you love me too. The things you've said. You love me," Shane said trying to kiss me but I kept putting my hand to his face to push him away from me. "I love you. I've loved you for ever."

He was trying to take my shirt off now and I couldn't get him to stop. So I scratched him across the face and fell out of the shower landing on my butt. I rushed to my feet and when I looked up at Shane he had a look of shock on his face. But I couldn't tell if he had sobered up and realized what he had done or was mad and was about to come at me again. So I ran. I ran down the hall and to the cot where I was going to sleep. I grabbed some clothes from my bag and locked myself into another bathroom. I cut the shower on and sat in it fully clothed and cried.

I didn't know what time it was when I finally stood up and took a shower but the hot water had run out. When I put my fresh clothes on and went outside everyone was asleep. I walked by a room to see Shane passed out on a couch. I walked on by to the next room where Andrea and Dale were staying and set up a cot in there.