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"Who's bright idea was it to go camping?" My mom asks as me and Glen set up our tents.

"Spencers!" Glen turns and says. I punch him in the arm. "Ow." He shrieks. Turning to me with a smile.

"Way to throw me under the bus."

"Well it waaaaas your idea." He shrugs and walks around to hammer the other side of the tent into the ground.

"I don't remember anyone protesting when I suggested it last week."

"Well in theory, it sounded like a great idea." My mom says, slapping at another mosquito that landed on her leg.

"Try this honey." My dad says tossing her the bug repellant.

"We should have gone to the batting cages." Glen says, standing and shaking his head.

"You love the outdoors, shut up." I playfully slap at him.

"Nope. I love you." He says in his big brother voice and smiles, then touches my nose with his index finger and quickly pulls back.

"I'm not a baby, Glen, stop doing that!" I whine and he ruffles my hair.

"You're my baby sister so..." He trails off and shrugs and leaves to help out mother set up her tent.

"Having fun yet?" My dad ask coming and taking a seat next to me in front of my tent.

"Mhm." I nod and smile.

"Good." He leans over and kisses my forehead. "How about some fishing son." My dad calls out to Glen who perks up.

"Yeah!" He says excitedly.

"Can I come?" I ask my dad as he stands.

"Not this time Spence." He says looking down at me.

"Why noooot?" I stand and pout.

He bends down to eye level with me and says, "I promise next time." And kisses my cheek.

"Okay." My fourteen year old form nods.

"Now you just wanna do it like this, and then throw it gently into the water." Ashley says into my ear.

"Like this?" I ask, trying to do everything she's told me so far. She chuckles a bit then answers.

"If had a real rod I could teach you better." Ashley says as she stands behind me and helps me throw the make-shift fishing line into the creek again."

"Can I ask you something?" I turn my head slightly and ask. Her lips are a mere breath from my cheek and I have to compose myself when I feel her breathing pick up.

"Sure." She says and swallow thickly.

"Who are you? Like really?" I ask. She sighs and back up from me, taking the rod out of my hand and walking over to a rock near the creek and sitting down as she cast the line back into the water.

"You wouldn't like the answer." She says after a moment.

"We all have our pasts, I wouldn't judge you for yours." I tell her as I take a seat next to her on the rock. She keeps her eyes focused on the rope in the water. I don't push her to give me an answer. We just sit and listen to the water.

"My parent's weren't in the military." She says finally, breaking the silence. My head shoots in her direction.

"Who were they?" I ask softly.

"My dad worked for the C.I.A and my mom worked for the CDC." She says and finally turns to face me. I don't know what to say. I'm utterly speechless. "Are you mad?" She asks, trying to read my face.

"No." I shake my head.

"But I lied." She says and turns back to the water.

"We all lie." Is my reply. She turns back to me and gives me a quick smile before casting her line back into the water. We sit and talk while she tries to catch a fish. "Um Ashley." I say, cutting her off mid-sentence.

"Yeah?" She turns and faces me. Hearing the panic in my voice.

"Run." I say and get up. She glances to her left and see's the group of about ten walkers headed towards us.

"Shit!" I hear her yell as she takes off behind me.

We run back through the woods to camp with the walkers right on our tail.

"We gotta go now!" I yell out to the group who are sitting around cooking lunch and talking. They all turn and look at me but no one's moving. I'm a few feet in front of Ashley but I don't have to turn around to know the walkers are only a few feet behind her. "Walkers let's go!" I say louder and they get it this time. Everyone scrambles to gather up as much of the camp gear as they can and starts loading their weapons.

"How many?" Tim asks as everyone starts to run. I can smell the food cooking as I run past camp and now I'm regretting going with Ashley to the creek. My stomach grumbles in agreement. "Spencer how many?!" Tim asks me again and I shake my head to clear out the thoughts of food.

"Ten at least." I tell him.

"Ashley!" He yells over his shoulder. Ashley is behind us, barely keeping up but I know she can take care of herself if it came down to it.

"Yeah?" Ashley replies.

"Can you take any of them out?" Tim asks.

"I'd be ambushed." She tells him.

"We need to split up and double back. Come from behind them. We won't be able to outrun them." Tim says.

"Carmen and I will go left." Glen says in front of us.

"Glen." It comes out of my mouth in a strangled cry. Partly because we haven't been separated since the day this all started, except the one time I almost got killed in the bathroom, and partly because running and talking isn't the easiest thing to do in this world. Especially when the most exercise I did prior to the zombie apocalypse was walk to the fridge for a soda.

"You'll be fine Spence I promise." Glen knows what I'm thinking.

"Spencer and I can go right." Ashley says behind me. I turn around briefly to see the look on her face. She's confident.

"Aiden and I will continue straight. Some may follow you guys, we'll try to keep the biggest group with us."

"On three." Carmen says.

"One...two..." Tim begins to count off. "Three." He says and everyone goes in the direction they're supposed to. Two walkers follow us and I don't know which way the rest of them went.

"There a silencer on that?" Ashley asks, glancing down at my gun.

"Yeah." I nod.

"Can you take out these two quickly?" She asks, looking me dead in my eyes.

I swallow thickly before answering. Ashley makes me extremely nervous for some reason. I think it's the confidence she exudes. "I think so." I answer.

"Do it." She says quickly before scaling a tree like a fucking monkey.

"What the..."

"Argh, unnngh."

"Spencer the walkers!" Ashley says from above me somewhere. I know she is not flying through trees like Tarzan right now!

"Oh shit." I mumble before turning around and quickly shooting both walkers in the head.

"Nice!" She shouts. She jumps down from a tree and takes her bow off her back.

"You're pretty good with that." She says with a smile.

"Why'd you just climb that tree?" I ask looking up to the tree she just jumped down from.

"To distract them." She says nodding her head in the direction of the two dead walkers a couple feet away from us.

"Don't do that again." I shake my head at her and she smiles.

"Okay." She says holding her hands up in defense.

"We should get back and help the others." I say.

"Yeah." She nods. I take off running back in the direction we came from and I can hear her start running behind me. "Spencer!" She calls me after we've been running for about ten minutes.

"Where are they?" I stop and turn around.

"They can't be far, maybe we just got turned around."

"We're lost!" I half yell. I'm not that crazy to scream loud enough to attract roaming walkers.

"We're not lost, calm down." Ashley tells me.

"Don't tell me to calm down, you calm down!" I snap.

"I'm not the one yelling." She tells me with a half smile.

I glare at her before saying, "We need to find my brother. I can't believe this is happening." I say throwing my hands up and looking around at the thousands of trees surrounding me.

"We'll find them." She says moving closer to me.

"You don't know that!"

"Yes I do." She says moving even closer.

"And if it we don't?" I question, raising a brow.

"We will." She tells me firmly, looking straight into my eyes. "I promise you we'll find them." She tells me again as we start walking in no specific direction.