OKAY SO I'M SORRY THEY'VE BEEN SO SHORT, BUT LONGER CHAPTERS ARE ON THE WAY. I'VE OFFICIALLY GOTTEN MY INTERNET BACK AND I CAN RESUME WRITING INSTEAD OF ONLY BEING ABLE TO DO A LITTLE BIT AND POSTING WHAT I'VE GOT. WARNING BELOW IS SOME SEXUAL CONTENT AND SOME NASTY LANGUAGE MATURE READERS ONLY!

"What's wrong." Logan asked as he took a step back to where she stopped.

"They drugged the food. They were going to..." She stopped looking around as she rubbed nervously at her arms. Logan scoffed as he realized what she was trying to say.

"Fuckin' pigs." He mumbled.

"Well we can find food they haven't used yet. I'm sure they only did that batch can't risk themselves getting drugged can they?" He offered. She nodded and started walking slowly next to him. She was still a bit apprehensive about going back into that room. When he walked into the kitchen he looked around.

"Looks like a tornado came through here what slobs." He said with a bored tone. He loved to cook but his kitchen was always clean.

"This is where they attacked me first." She said slowly from the doorway, nervously rubbing her reddening arms. she was scratching herself so hard she was beginning to bleed.

"Hey now stop that." He rushed over and took hold of her hands.

"You're hurting yourself." He said gently. She looked away and sighed taking a breath in to calm herself.

"Let's just get the food and eat somewhere else." She asked quietly. He nodded and walked over to the refrigerator.

"You like eggs?" he asked seriously.

"Yeah I do." She said softly as she sat on the counter beside him. She just didn't feel safe with him too far away, her nerves were officially shot.

"Ok good, we don't actually have any." He grinned widely at her. She smiled and smacked his arm playfully.

"Jerk!" She muttered. He smiled even more, pleased hat he could put a smile on her face.

"We do how ever have some steak tips. Looks like they were holding out on you with the good food." He said as he pulled them out. He looked around and dug through the cabinets for a moment.

"Yes!" He said victoriously as he held a half empty bottle of A1 sauce. She chuckled at him and hopped off the counter looking for something to cook them in. She found a flat frying pan and shrugged it would have to do.

"Should I be worried about your cooking? I won't get food poisoning will I?" She joked.

"You wound me with your words!" He said dramatically. She laughed softly and handed him the frying pan.

"I'm actually a good cook thank you." He smiled. She blushed slightly and nodded.

"We'll see Mr. Flynn." She joked. He turned on the stove and began preparing to make the steak tips. After a few minutes of getting to know each other the food was done. He handed her a plate of steak tips cooked in the A1 sauce and smiled.

"See I told you." He grinned. She smiled back and took them out into the hall. Logan followed her. He took off his helmet and set his gun on the ground next to him. She smiled and ruffled his buzz cut hair.

"Hey now watch the hair!" He joked batting her hand away gently.

"You're such a girl-" She teased her face falling quickly. She looked down and sighed. Logan frowned and turned around seeing her hopefully ex walking down the hall flirting with the dark haired chick he had cheated on her with. Matty strolled up to them an arrogant smile on his face.

"Hi Riley, and uh dude. I didn't catch your name." He said casually. Logan glared at him. He hated men who abused and cheated on woman. It wasn't very manly. Curse his moral upbringing.

"I didn't give it." He said firmly.

"How are you doing by the way?" The girl asked as she draped herself over Matty. Her shrill nasally voice agitated Riley beyond words.

"Fuck off slut." She snapped as she set her food down. Logan followed suit. He stood up to his full height, a few inches taller than Matty.

"Hey fuck you, just because you can't hold onto your man doesn't mean you can give me an attitude. I was trying to be nice!" She whined. Riley Clenched her fists. Matty knowing her temper, stood in front of the woman.

"Riles where do you get off being a bitch? She hasn't done anything to you." He said as he walked right up to her face towering over her.

"Whoa now back off." Logan said as he watched the younger man advance on Riley an angry look crossing his face. Logan stepped in front of her getting nose to nose with the shorter man.

"Whoa military brat coming to the rescue." Matty snapped. Logan shoved him backwards.

"Well aren't you a tough guy. Cheating on a girl who obviously cared a lot about your stupid ass." He snapped. Riley stood there silently.

"Let's just go eat Logan. You can have him you fucking whore, hope he makes you miserable." She snapped. She bent down picking up their food. Logan stared down the younger man and started walking towards Riley.

"What ever she's a fucking cunt anyway." Matty said under his breath, hurt flickered across Riley's face. Logan balled up his fists and turned around slamming it into Matty's face. Matty fell to the floor out cold. Logan didn't so much as flinch.

"Piece of shit" He muttered. She grabbed the food as he picked up his helmet and gun. The two of them left the whiney woman to wait at her unconscious boy toy. They found a quieter space upstairs and sat down. Logan put his stuff down and turned around only to have Riley flinging herself into his arms. She buried her head into his neck and held on tightly. He sighed and pulled his arms around her tightly.

"Hey now don't mind that jerk." He looked down to see her eyes full of tears.

"Hey none of that." He said gently as he wiped away one of her tears with his thumb.

"Thank you. I just….this is all too much." She cried. He pulled her in closer and held on tightly his hand gently holding the back of her head.

"Look we'll get through this all." He said softly into her hair. He left her cry it out for a minute before he pulled her away to look at her. He offered her a smile as she wiped her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be crying to you about my problems. I barely know you, besides zombie apocalypse's and all, are way more important." She said softly.

"Don't be I don't mind." He offered as he sat down patting the space next to him. He handed her a plate of food which she took as she sat down.

"Thanks." She sighed and slowly pulled herself form his arms. She walked to the table and grabbed their food bringing it to him. They sat and ate in silence.

"So where were you when this all started?" He asked softly. Riley furrowed her brows.

"I was at home. Sleeping actually. I woke up and went to grab something to eat in the kitchen and my friend Decki came pounding at my door. She ran in and was so frantic I couldn't understand her. We watched it on the news. Thought we had more time before it spread to where we were. We loaded up my truck with all the food we could fit. We didn't know how long we might need to wait it out. Canned goods, made sandwiches with all the meat and cheese I had, so we could eat that first, grabbed clothes and what ever medical supplies I had." She started. Logan was a bit taken back that she was able to focus during a crisis. Planning things out.

"Decki wanted to go pick up her family. Her little sister, her brother and parents. We started to drive there but the infection was already in town. Sooner than we thought. I hit someone with my truck. He jumped on the hood and wouldn't let go, so i started fishtailing the truck to force him off. It was horrible. I felt like I was killing him." She said as she shivered at the memory.

"They're already dead. I know it doesn't help a lot but, if you think of them as once being alive it will eat you up inside." Logan said as he rested his arm on his knee propping up his head in his hand.

"I know. When we got to Decki's house, I parked on the lawn, left the car running, we got out and I locked the doors and took my keychain with the automatic unlock button. That way I could unlock it when we got there and no one could steal my car. I took a crow bar and Decki had an axe. We went in and heard nothing. When we got upstairs we heard her sister screaming in the bathroom. Her mother and brother," She paused for a moment. Logan waited patiently, already shocked at how clear headed she had been through out it all. She would make a good soldier.

"It was too late, they were like the others. Decki froze, when they came at us she couldn't do it. So I had to. I told her to get in the bathroom with her sister and not to come out until I gave the ok. She did, and I had to bash my best friends mothers skull in. Then my ex boyfriends. I almost threw up. I told them to come out but to cover Brianna's face. They did. We ran out and got into the car and drove off just as a crowd started to gather. We drove to the mall after speaking to the guys. They had stolen a hummer and wanted us to meet them, so we could stock up. We raided CVS for food and supplies, the guys raided a weapons store. We loaded up the hummer and drove for a while. Then we found an RV we cleaned it out and loaded that up, ciphered the gas from both my truck and the hummer on top of the two canisters I had filled up earlier. and we just drove. That's when we found this place. I knew from the start. Something didn't feel right." She sighed heavily.

"What about you?" He thought for a moment about her question.

"I was just about to go on vacation. I was at the airport heading for the Bahamas. I got the phone call that there was an emergency and all personnel was to return to base. I got there and we watched those news casts and waited to be briefed. Got loaded up and moved out to look for survivors and neutralize the threat. It got a bit out of hand when we realized just how man people had been infected and how fast it spread. We lost contact for a while. A few of my men got picked off but we managed to make it with most of us alive. We found this place and we were let in with some hostility from the other men. We took over and went through on a sweep that's how we found you out in the garden." He said simply. His story wasn't quite as traumatic considering his training. She nodded.

"So what do we do from here?" She asked softly. He looked at her and sighed.

"We'll probably stay her for a little while. Rest up, train you and your friends how to use a gun. Your ex doesn't get one. He's a risk in my eyes." He said with a grin. Riley smiled.

"So you'll really train us with a gun?" She said with a grin. He cocked an eyebrow.

"Should I be worried?" He asked. She laughed softly and shook her head.

"No, I'm just shocked you would train us to use them." She sighed and stood up stretching her body out. Logan got up and laughed.

"Why wouldn't we let you defend yourselves? It makes our job easier." He said with a wink. She laughed and looked around.

"Want to get a head start?" She contemplated his question and smiled.

"I'm a good shot with a shot gun, don't know about a rifle. So I'll take you up on that offer." he smiled and took her hand grabbing his gear he headed to the roof. Once on top he could see quite a few infected had surrounded the area.

"hello target practice." He said somberly. He pulled his gun out and handed it to her. She took hold of it getting used to the weight in her hands.

"These things are fucking heavy how do you hold them like they weigh nothing?" She said half seriously.

"You get used to it." he said casually. He stood behind her and showed her how to hold it properly. She swallowed hard as she felt him behind her. His cologne was filling her nose, making it hard for her to focus as he explained on how to load and unload the gun. She became aware of every point of contact between the two of them. His hands on hers, his arms brushing against hers. The steady rise and fall of his chest up against her back firmly.

"Riley hello, are you listening?" He said suddenly in her ear. She shook herself out of her daze and turned her head to look at him.

"Sorry. Spaced out." She said quietly as he smiled at her. She lowered the gun and turned around in his arms. He looked down at her with a confused grin. She bit her lower lip gently.

"How do you keep so calm about shooting these…things." She said difficultly.

"Training. It's not easy but I have to keep reminding myself, they're not alive, not anymore. And the more important one, it's me or them. I'l going to make sure I live before I think of someone who is no longer alive to begin with." He said as he looked into her saddening eyes.

"You ready for a trial run? Assuming you can pay attention this time?" He breathed softly into her ear. She shivered and nodded her head. He showed her how to take aim and once se had her target in sight she took a deep breath in and fired. Her shot not being too bad off she yelped when she struck the neck of her target, blood spraying out relentlessly. She gagged and stepped back into Logan who put his hands comfortingly on her shoulders.

"It gets easier I promise." He said softly. Tears filled her eyes as he took the gun laying it aside. He pulled her into a hug and she held on tight, trying to keep from crying.

"I don't think I ca-" Logan cut her off by pressing his lips against hers firmly. For a moment she forgot all about the current dilemma. She allowed herself to let go. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself in closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. They stumbled back a few feet and forced him to sit on a crate. She climbed into his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist. Both of them were completely enveloped in the kiss. She shrugged off her light jacket and he of his vest. The pushed into each other their hands roaming each others clothed body, exploring the curves, memorizing them. His strong hands slipped under her shirt moving up and down the length of her back and over her sides. She shivered at his touch. She began un buttoning his shirt eagerly. He paused for a moment and broke away.

"Riley are you sure about this?" He said breathlessly. She smiled softly and grabbed his face pulling his lips into hers once again. Having her consent he moved his lips to her neck, gently biting and kissing the soft milky skin of her neck. She let out a groan of pleasure, sending an urge through him. He wanted her, bad. He gently grabbed her hair tugging her head back, exposing more of her throat to him. He kissed down to her collar bone and released her hair. She clung to him, her skin feeling like it was on fire.

"God Rylean you are so beautiful." He breathed against her skin. She stopped for a moment. He used her full name. She normally would have scolded someone for that, but the way he said it sounded good to her ears. He noticed her pause and stopped looking worriedly into her eyes, he was going to feel like such an ass if she wasn't ready for this or was beginning to regret it. He looked into her eyes and she into his. She smiled softly and leaned over kissing him gently. He looked at her in confusion and pushed him into a laying position on the long crate. She leaned down placing her hands on his firm chest. She tore at his shirt until it was out of her way, allowing her tiny hands to explore his muscular body. Just as they were about to go any further the sound of gun fire and screams erupted from inside. Their heads shot up in surprise. They quickly gathered their clothing and made their way to the stairs, Logan leading the way his gun drawn.

"Stay behind me." He ordered. He opened the door to the building and looked around, the hall was clear. They started downstairs Riley stayed close behind. They found a few people who were hurrying through the halls.

"What's going on!" Logan asked.

"They got inside!" A woman screamed. Riley's heart skipped a beat. Her friends were inside.

"Stay with us we'll get out of here!" Riley said. Logan nodded as he led the way. Two of his men rounded the corner, their guns drawn.

"Alverson, Tracey!" Trent called. The two men nodded their heads in acknowledgement, neither taking their eyes off their scopes.

"What are our orders sir?" Alverson said as he closed in on them.

"Find survivors and get to the trucks. We gotta go this place isn't safe." Logan turned around to look at the few survivors they had come across.

"Find a weapon, a bat, wrench, anything." He instructed. He handed Riley a pocket knife and and focused his attention. The sounds of moaning and screaming grew more intense.

"We should find a safe room and start leading survivors there until we can all move out to the trucks." Donaldson suggested.

"No that'll just be leaving them to sit like wounded animals. When we find more of our men we can have a few escort them to the trucks." Logan said as they began to move out. Logan in front the other men in the back watching the rear.

"We've got an RV here, with extra gas in it. I'm taking it with us. There's supplies in it." Riley said. Logan sighed reluctantly agreeing. Then they heard Decki and Brianna screaming.

"Run girls!" Josh yelled from not too far away. Logan broke the door down into the room where their screams were coming from, Decki and Brie stood in horror thinking it was more zombies coming to attack. Decki held a protective grip on her sister. Josh stood fighting off a zombie. Logan shot it once in the head, eliminating the threat. Riley ran out past Logan and embraced her friends.

"I'm so glad you're okay!" She cried out.

"Riley Matty's gone." Josh said reluctantly. Riley felt a pang of pain. He was a jack ass for sure but he didn't deserve to die. Just then gun fire erupted; four of Logan's men backed into the room firing at a growing hoard of zombies.

"Any more survivors?" Logan asked as he took out a few. His accuracy impressive to say the least.

"No sir, we need to get out of here now." One of the men said quickly. Logan nodded and told them to get to the trucks. They backed out of the room and started towards the rear exit. The soldiers effectively taking out all threats. They made a mad dash for the garage and got into the trucks. Riley ran into the RV and found they hadn't touched anything yet. Good luck for them. She searched for the keys quickly. Decki, Brie, Josh and Logan all got in. Logan waited by the door his gun aimed at the entrance.

"Where's the keys!" She shouted worriedly. Brie began to cry as Decki put her on the counter, keeping her away from all of the windows. Riley frantically searched for the keys yelling happily when she found them. Riley got into the drivers seat and started up the RV They pulled out of the garage bursting through the doors. Two hum V's followed them closely. Gun fire rang out as the hoard started to follow the trucks; zombies coming from every which way. Decki and Brianna sat on the floor. Decki holding tightly to her sister trying to calm her down.