Jade walked out of her hotel room and sighed softly as she looked around. No zombies in sight and the place was very peaceful. She hated it. Why did the world get peaceful now after Tori died? Why couldn't it be like this before and she could enjoy it with Tori? The Goth shook her head and walked towards the main part of the hotel.

It seemed that that part was the main place for the group to meet, it was also where most of the gang would lounge around if they weren't in their rooms. Puck was in there for the majority of the day, usually checking on the beer supply.

Jade walked into the room and before she could ask what was going on her heart stopped. The group was all there, but there was an extra body. It was a very much alive half-Latina.

"T-Tori?"

"Jade!" Tori smiled and waved. It was then Jade noticed that Tori only had one hand.

"What the...how.." Jade couldn't find the question and instead immediately closed the distance and pulled Tori into a hug.

"I couldn't do it. My hand was shaking and when I pulled the trigger I missed." Tori confessed in her ear. "Quinn didn't."

"You were bitten though." Jade pulled back to look at her.

The Irish-Latina held up her nub, "I was hoping if I cut it off before it spread I'd be safe. I think I am."

"I really missed you." Jade pulled her love into a kiss.

A gagging noise made them pull away and Jade immediately looked at the other Latina, the one that had been sharing her bed recently. Santana looked...jealous almost and it made guilt build up in Jade's gut. "Santana.."

Santana gave her a hard glare, "Don't even." She opened the door and started to walk out, but walked right into a zombie's mouth.

"Santana!"

Jade sat up in bed, breathing slightly uneven. She felt the bed shift and a hand on her shoulder. "Jade? What's wrong?" she heard Santana's calm voice, with worry laced in her words. The Goth swiftly flipped the lamp on and started looking the girl over.

"Jade? Jade! What are you doing?" Santana questioned, grabbing the girl by her shoulders and holding her still.

Jade looked down, embarrassed with a slight blush to her cheeks, "I'm...sorry. I had a dream you got…."

"Got..? Oh!" Santana quickly realized what she meant. She pulled her bed-partner into a hug, "Don't worry. I'm okay. I'm not bitten." She planted a light kiss to Jade's head.

"I feel so stupid." Jade sighed.

"Don't. Not long after Quinn died I kept having nightmares about her getting bitten in front of me and even had one where she came at me as a zombie."

Not knowing what to say she just nodded and averted her eyes from Santana.

"C'mon. It's almost twelve. Why don't you go get a hot shower?"

Jade nodded and stood up, "Yeah...that sounds good."
"Jade? If you ever need to talk.."
"I know...thanks."

"Look what I found!" Robbie shouted excitedly as he walked into the "house" room. He dropped what looked like an old radio onto the table. Everyone in the room (who consisted of: Puck, Rachel, Beck, Rocky and CeCe.)
Puck looked over at him, "A CB radio? I tried to get that thing working. It's busted."
"No it's not. I fixed it." Robbie said.

"How the hell did you do that?"
"Robbie's pretty good with anything that has wires." Beck said.

Robbie pushed a button and the radio turned on, but all they could hear was static. Santana and Jade picked that time to walk in and Santana covered her ears, "God, that noise! Turn it!"

"You really think there's gonna be something on it?" Beck asked, looking at Robbie.

"There has to be something right? Don't they have those emergency broadcast channels?"
"Just turn it before I do to you what I did to Rex!" Jade snapped.

Shaken by the memories Robbie quickly started turning the dial. The constant wait to hear someone's voice was killing them. Then they heard it. "-anyone there? Hello? I need help!"
"That voice.…" Santana looked over at Puck and Rachel.

"Is that who I think it is?"

Rachel pushed Robbie aside and picked up the microphone, "Shelby?"
"How do you...Rachel? Is that you?"

"Yes! Oh, I'm so glad you're okay."

"I wouldn't say I'm okay. I need help." Shelby said.

"What is it?" Rachel asked, concern pouring out of her.

"I'm stuck in a truck and I can't get out. Those things are everywhere!"

"Can you start the truck?"
"No, the keys aren't in it."

"Don't you have a weapon?"

"Yes, but I don't want to risk Beth."

Three sets of eyes went wide at that. Puck, who was already worried, now seemed to be in a fit of concern and a dash of scared. Rachel bit into her lip and Santana was speechless.

Rocky put her hand on Rachel's shoulder, "Rae? Who is this woman? Whose Beth?"
"Shelby's my birth mother. We were working on our relationship before this whole thing started. She had left before on business. Beth is….Puck and Quinn's two year old daughter. They gave her up and Shelby adopted her."

"What? Two years old?" Beck stared at the diva as if she'd just grown a second head.

"We should help them." Robbie said, with CeCe nodding in agreement.

"You're damn right we're going to help them." Puck said. "Ask her where she is." He directed at Rachel while he grabbed the map.

"Shelby, where are you? Can you see a street sign?" Rachel asked.

"Uh...I see a street sign. I'm at the corner of Marion Street and Elm Road."
Puck quickly scanned the map for it. "It's not that far from here."

"We're on our way just stay there okay?"

As soon as Shelby promised to stay still the group swiftly got a plan together and borrowed Sikowitz's van. Puck was driving, Rachel in the passenger seat and Jade and Santana were sitting in the back. They only had melee weapons and pistols (Jade getting her magnum back from Andre), as they didn't plan on taking long.

"I found the street!" Puck shouted as he turned sharply, throwing Santana and Jade into the side of the van.

"Watch it Puckerman!" Jade snapped.

Puck stopped the van and looked around. Rachel pointed to an black truck surrounded by zombies. "That must be where she is."

"There's too many zombies, the plan isn't going to work." Puck complained.

"Yes it will. I'm not losing even more of my family!" Rachel said. "I'm going to go lure them away and you keep going with the plan." Before anyone could argue Rachel jumped out of the van and marched to towards the truck.

"What the hell is she doing?!" Santana cried, leaning over the seat to watch.

A corpse dropped to the ground as the singer put a bullet in its brain. The sound, and movement, was enough to get some of the crowd to look at her. I just have to get the ones out of the way of the door Rachel though to herself. When she looked at the door she saw Shelby looking at her. Rachel tried to give her an assuring smile, which she's pretty sure she failed at, then dropped another zombie. She kept her distance from the truck to make sure none inadvertently got in the way again. Her plan was working, as the group of zombies got a whiff off food in the open and started to walk towards her. Maybe I should've thought this through more.

"Now's our chance. Go!" Jade said. Puck quickly drove the remaining distance and backed the car up towards the door of the truck. When they were close enough Jade and Santana popped open the backdoors of the van. Shelby looked at them from the window and Santana waved at her to hurry. Shelby hurriedly got out of the truck, with Beth on her hip and closed the short distance to the van. The girls helped her in the van and Jade pulled one of the doors shut.

"Thank you, but we can't leave Rachel." Shelby said.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Puck said.

As the side of the zombie's head seemed to implode as her bat slammed into his skull Rachel found she was having a hard time protecting herself. She kept stealing glances at Shelby's truck and would let a flesh-eater get to close for comfort. She saw the van back up to the truck and found herself barely escaping the jaws of a blonde woman and had to give up watching. Now she was just taking out the creeps and, as bad as it sounds, she found herself having fun. Her adrenaline was pumping and it was quite a thrill, though not as much as being on stage. Rachel hoped her odds would get better as the numbers dwindled, but they seemed to multiply. She'd find the time for a rabbit joke later.

Rachel went to swing at approaching zombie but stopped short as the van crushed it. The vehicle stopped just behind her and she could see Santana in the open door. "Come on, Berry! Let's get the hell out of here!"

The tiny girl took one last swing at a walking corpse before jumping into the van. Santana wrapped her arms around her friends waist to help her get in, then quickly pulled the door closed. "Drive!" The pedal met the floor and the van sped off.

Rachel immediately moved to Shelby and Beth. She was about to speak when she saw a growing red stain on Shelby's white shirt. "Shelby, were you.."
"No! It's a gunshot wound."