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A/N: Yes this is short, but it is also the last of the First Night stories. The Second day of the Outbreak will be much more action filled believe me.

Southern Flight Approach to Fort Riley. 12 AM Central Time, Z Day + 1.

"Jesus Christ," whispered Chris's spotter as the Blackhawk came in low over the hill's surrounding the Fort. Flashes from artillery fire lit up the night like a powerful thunderstorm.

"Fort's been under attack for almost six hours!" called one of the troopers next to them.

"How long until this suffers the same fate as Hood?" Chris whispered to himself. All he really wanted to do was find his family. The chopper came in low and settled on the airfield. In a hurried motion, the soldiers were on the tarmac and ready for action.

"Corporal Rodgers!" came the call of his commanding officer. Chris trotted over and stood at attention.

"You'll be guarding this young woman for the night," said the C.O. Chris blinked.

"I need to find my family sir," he said. The C.O. shook his head.

"Your family is fine Corporal, the thing you need to do is guard this young woman and make sure she doesn't leave," said the C.O. before he turned and walked away. Chris sighed as another rumble of artillery filled the night.

"So what did you do to get yourself in trouble?" he asked as they began to walk across the tarmac in order to get out of the way.

"I tried to leave and find a way back to London," said the girl. Chris nodded slightly, understanding the need to escape and find someone you loved.

"So you got a name, yank?" asked the girl.

"Corporal Rodgers, What 'bout you Brit?" came the reply.

"Beatrice Coleman, or Bee for short," she answered. Chris looked around slightly.

"Alright Bee I'll make you a deal, you find out where my family is and I'll get you out of here," he said. Bee cocked her eyebrow at him for a moment.

"Corporal, you got yourself a deal," she said before she headed out into the crowd. Chris watched her for a moment before he found a seat next to some sand bags and set to cleaning his rifle. Almost an hour had passed before Bee finally returned.

"A chopper carrying a woman and child with the last name of Rodgers went down over McPherson County about four hours ago," she said nervously. Rather then shed tears, Chris stood and kicked the sand bag wall.

"You still want that way out of here?" he asked as he started across the tarmac. Bee had to hurry to keep up as he approached a recently refueled Blackhawk.

"Whoa whoa whoa, you're going to steal a helicopter?" asked Bee as Chris climbed into the cockpit.

"Only way out of here is if you got wings," came the reply as the rotors started to spin. A nearby MP took notice and started to run after them while Bee jumped into the helicopter. Just as the chopper started to lift off, she felt the MP grab one of her feet. With a forceful kick from her free foot, Bee broke the MP's nose and watched as he fell and skidded across the tarmac as they lifted off into the night.

"Aren't they going to try to shoot us down?" asked Bee as she put on a set of headphones. Chris shook his head.

"Army's to preoccupied with the infected, one little helicopter isn't going to make much difference to them." They followed I70 and passed Junction City as they flew. The massive fires and explosions were all the result of the shelling from the fort. Then the chopper turned and headed southwest.

"Can you work a radio?" asked Chris after a short time. Bee nodded in reply. The Corporal motioned to one of the switches in the consol that controlled the radio. For about five minutes, she tinkered with the radio before she hit the jackpot.

"You might want to hear this," she said, tapping him on the shoulder. They both listened to static before the message started again.

"Repeat, this is the Coronado Heights Safe Zone calling Fort Riley, we have a downed Chinook near Lindsborg with survivors. Requesting any and all assistance," said the voice.

"They may be alive," whispered Chris with hope. Bee looked out into the black night. Orange glows lit the horizon in all directions as several major cities burned. She knew that it was going to be a long time before she ever saw Britain again. With a sigh, she made her decision.

"Alright Corporal, let's go save your family."