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Living A Nightmare

Last Bird Out

The Helicopter landed and Tala threw open the door, the other three caught up and the Horde came from behind them, first Ray got on board, then Lee, Hilary and Tala who slammed the door closed and the Helicopter lifted away.
It circled once around the building, they saw the masses of infected on the roof.

Ray suddenly broke down in huge fits of sobs.
Hilary sat next to him and pulled the Neko into a warm comforting hug.
Ray was finding it hard to breath with how much he was sobbing.

Now that they were safe his mental strength had failed him and now he was finally able to properly mourn the death of his lover.
Tears streamed down his face and he accepted the hug and cried into Hilary's jacket.
His tears stained his cheeks and the jacket, her arms ran soothingly down his back.
Through all their time knowing Ray they had never seen him this distraught.
During the time after Tom's death he didn't seem that bothered but now they knew he had to hide it and bottle it up to focus on surviving the Apocalypse but now he was safe, he could cry and let out all his bottled up emotions.
Ray slipped Tom's Beyblade out of his pocket and looked at it before bursting into tears again.
"I think we're lucky that we survived," Lee said.
Tala nodded.
"I wish Tom was here, seeing this is just...heart breaking," the Russian said sadly.
Lee had never seen his brother like this before.
"Ray, you have to calm down, you could hurt the babies," Lee said but it fell on deaf ears.
"I...I...c...c...can...'t...'t...be...livvee it...w...w...we...www...were...so...close".
"W...why...i...is...l...life s...unfffair?".
"I don't know," the girl replied sounding sympathetic to the crying man in her arms.
"I wish the others had survived...but...they're all dead," Lee sighed wiping a tear from his right eye.
"We were lucky, we're on a way to a military safe zone and then we can live happily there whilst the Military takes care of this illness," the red head replied.
"How long will we be living there for?" she asked.
"For as long as we have to," the Chinese man said.
Ray showed no signs of calming down.
All they could hear was the sounds of the engine and Ray crying.
Sleep attacked them all.
Each of them were mentally and physically exhausted from their ordeal, it was lucky they had only lost one but it was enough to bring Ray spiraling down into a depression he might not recover from in a long time.

Ray knew his kits if they survived would never meet their father and know what a truly brave and courageous person he was.
He also knew that he himself would not be there during the birth, he would never be able to hold his babies, not be there to see them grow up, go to school, make friends, graduate high school and get boyfriends or girlfriends.
He wouldn't see any grandchildren they might have.
They wouldn't spend their lives together, they never got a chance to marry.
Ray did feel good that he refused the condom offer for the only time they ever were to have sex.
He also felt lucky Tom was able to impregnate him in that one time.

Tala looked down at the city below.
Dozens of abandoned sky scrapers and other buildings.
"Its so sad," he commented looking down.
Lee looked over and out of the left side window.

Hilary had taken the left side seat facing backwards with Ray in the right hand seat facing backwards.
He was in the left seat facing forwards and Tala was to his right.
The sound of the engine now in the distance as he watched the ghost city go by below them.
"Do you think its over?" Lee asked.
"Yeah Lee, I think we've done our fight...now we leave it all to the Military to beat the rest of them."

After about five minutes of flying Ray had calmed and fell asleep in Hilary's arms.
This silence allowed the others to get some sleep.
With there guards down they were dreaming and sleeping peacefully for the first time in along time.
They were all dreaming different things.
Ray was dreaming about his lover, the memory of his death fresh in his mind.
The pained look in his eyes, his tears running down his face and his sounds of pain.
Ray started living the death as another person.
Trapped in this, all Ray could do was watch.
He tried to look away.

Dream

Out of nowhere it leaped into the group and pinned Tom.
It took out a chunk of skin with its teeth below his left arm.
Then it fell dead.
Ray had snapped its neck and placed a bullet through its brain.
Tom was drawing in quick breaths.
Blood poured from the open wound.
"MEDIC!"

Hilary patched the wound up and gave an injection of morphine.
"AAAHHH, the BURN!" Tom said in horror.
He clenched his teeth together and squeezed his eyes shut.
Ray knelt down in front of Tom and held his frail body up with his left arm.
Tears streamed from Ray's eyes.
"Tom, hang in there...please...don't die."
"Ray...Ray...I love you...please...take...take care of everything."
Ray nodded.
"Ray," Tala warned, his eyes too were sad.
Ray whimpered.
He knew what must be done.
"If you truly love him you'll do it."
"I do love him," Ray whispered.
"I can't."
"Fine...I will."
"NO TALA," Lee pushed down Tala's gun, it fired into the walkway.
Ray reached down and kissed him on his now cold sweating forehead.
Tom gave Ray a quick weak kiss on his left cheek.
Ray pulled his sidearm out from the gun belt around his waist.
He held it in his right arm and flipped off the safety.
He put the end of the chamber to the left side of Tom's head.
Tom was crying.
"I love you Ray, I always will."
"I love you too Tom."
BANG.

End dream

Ray woke suddenly.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled photograph of them together about a month before the infection spread.
He smiled and ran his left index finger over Tom.
"I wish you were here."
A face glanced into the cabin, Ray looked at the face suddenly.
It was Tom's face.
He blinked suddenly and Tom's face was replaced with the face of a deck chief.
He heard the sound of the engine winding down.
"Guy's..." his throat was sore and dry.
"Guy's we're here."
The door to the Heuy opened and a person reached in and undid his belt buckle and helped him out.
The others were stirring and climbed out of the Helicopter.
"I'll take those please," an officer requested.
"Sure," Ray said giving the Master of Arms his weapons.
She reached to take his shotgun but he stopped her.
"I'm sorry, its regulations, no arms unless authorized."
"This was my lover's weapon..." he broke down.
"Didn't make it?" she inquired and Ray nodded.
"I'm sorry for your loss."
"This is special for me...please."
She sighed.
"Alright, pass it to me."
She ejected the rounds and flipped on the safety.
"Thank you," Ray said.

They stood on the helipad of the Military camp.
A high ranking officer came up to them smiling.
"Welcome to Camp 1337 Camp Hope, I am General Kobayashi, we are so grateful that more people have survived."
"Camp 1337? Are there more?" Hilary asked.
"One thousand three hundred and thirty six more world wide."
"How many survivors are there?"
"We have counted at least twenty thousand five hundred and thirty one...that number including you four...in this base, there are two hundred civilians and five hundred and twelve military personal, your ammunition added to our stores will help...captain, please escort our new comers to get a physical, after that please make sure they are found accommodations, I believe block A still has some rooms left."
"Yes sir."

After a few hours they had been given their own rooms, Lee and Ray shared one, Tala and Hilary the other.
Things looked like they were going to be okay, the doctor had to be explained about Ray's situation and he understood and had studied male pregnancies before.
Food was now in their bellies.
In the morning Ray would ask permission to make a memorial to his lover.
Right now he wanted the best nights sleep in three weeks, it would have been better if Tom had been there but he was alive as ever deep in the sleeping Neko's heart.

Author notes

Beywriter: Looks like things are getting off to a happy ending.
Ray: Tom's dead...its not.
Lee: Please leave a review, none members can review, one more chapter to go.

Story- Beywriter
Editor- Lirin Sama