AN: ShutXTheXFrontXDoor, I like your idea. Trust me, Tiffany WILL get her's. I'm also glad that you like Shane now. To me, he doesn't seem like he would've been such a bad guy before the end of the world, and he still wasn't that bad of a guy after it...he was just kind of lost...plus in my opinion Lori kind of led him on...He did make all of the right calls, just did them the wrong way. And, thanks for all of the new great reviews. They've been lovely to read. Anyway, no more rambling here's the story!

Chapter 10: Don't Mess With Me

After dinner, the group headed out to the tents outside. Shane gripped Vanessa's hand. She looked up at him with a small smile, as they walked. He could tell that the dinner had bothered her, everything was so quiet if someone dropped a pin, the whole group would know the type. Andrea walked past them with a loud scoff. Vanessa had had enough. She didn't understand why this bitch hated her.

"Andrea," she called after the blonde that was headed to the RV.

"What do you want?" Andrea looked back at her with slanted eyes. For the first time since they'd met, Andrea's blond hair was out of its pony tail.

"To talk," Vanessa tried to say calmly. "Shane, please go back to the tent without me," Shane reluctantly nodded and left.

"Why?"

"Why do you hate me?"

"Um, let's see, for starters, you don't pull your weight around here," she started counting on her fingers. "First day we meet you, you're doing makeovers, and, you're the group whore."

"I'm the group whore, really? You're funny," she said sarcastically. "I've only been with Shane, my fiancée."

All of a suddenly, Andrea lunged at Vanessa. But, even in her delicate state, Vanessa dodged her attempted attack and punched her hard in the face. Andrea topled to the ground, but Vanessa didn't stop, she punched relentlessly, causing instant blood and bruising. Andrea yelped in pain, but Vanessa couldn't bring herself to stop, until she felt a hand on her arm that she'd pulled back, ready to give another blow.

"That's enough," Shane said, as he began to help her up. He noticed her badly bloodied knuckles. "C'mon let's go get you cleaned up." Vanessa simply nodded and followed Shane back to the house. As they climbed the porch steps, Vanessa leaned closer to Shane. She slightly regretted beating the shit out of Andrea, but the bitch had it coming. "Can I have some rubbing alcohol?" Shane asked Maggie, who had been standing there. The younger brunette simply nodded without asking questions, and returned a moment later with a clear bottle. Shane nodded thanks and and took Vanessa into the bathroom.

"I-I don't know what came over me," Vanessa shuddered.

"It's okay Darlin'," Shane gently took her small hands in his larger ones. He poured a little rubbing alcohol on a wash cloth, before dabbling it on her knuckles. She winced in pain. "That's the price you pay. Trust me, now you know what it was like in high school for me."

"You did get in a lot of fights," Vanessa chuckled. "And I was only there for your senior year!"

"Damn straight," he kissed her hair as he finished her knuckles.

The next morning, the group had been quickly adjusted, and were eating by the fire pit. Vanessa noticed Andrea's purple, swollen, puffy face, and wanted to laugh and apologize at the same time.

"What happened to your face?" Lori asked, given that she was in the house sleeping the night before when everything happened.

"Ask your sister," Andrea replied angrily. Lori looked over at Vanessa who just looked away. Rick stood before the group.

"I think we need to talk about using our words," he said as if he were talking to a group of children. "We don't go around punching people," he gave a pointed look at Vanessa.

"Rick," Shane started. "Sometimes, with some people words don't work."

"Then some people should just avoid each other," he looked from Andrea, who couldn't really see him with her swollen face, to Vanessa.

Shane was about to say something else, but the whole group turned to see Tiffany getting out of her tent. Naked.

"Oh whoops! Looks like I forgot clothes!" she giggled. Vanessa quickly covered Carl's eyes.

"Go put some on!" Lori exclaimed.

"Sorry!" she giggled more. "I don't like to sleep with clothes on, isn't that right Shane?"

Shane ignored her, and continued with his breakfast. Vanessa gave him a silent pat on the back. He was committed to her, she knew that now.

"Could she be any more of a skank?" Lori whispered to Vanessa, who just giggled.

"Probably not."

"God, she is unbearable," Lori sighed.

"Tell me about it."

"Why is she with us again?"

"I don't know. I wish she could just...disapear."

Later that day, Tiffany coaxed Carl into following her out into the woods. She wanted to get the small boy alone. He was the only way she'd be able to get anywhere, he was her sole option if she wanted to get to Shane. Shane, she thought. He's mine, and that little non-blonde needs to keep her pals off of him.

"What's your name again?" Tiffany bent down to Carl's level.

"Carl."

"You are so adorable," she pinched his freckled check, he pulled away, that was one of the things he hated most. "Can you do me a favor, handsome?"

"What is it?" he asked.

"You know that Vanessa girl?" she asked. She didn't even realize he was her nephew, or that they were related at all.

"Yeah..." he said slowly, not understanding her point.

"Take this, and stab her in her heart!" she exclaimed holding up a dagger.

AN: Oo! Did any of you expect that? Because I didn't! It wasn't my original plan but it kinda just popped up into my head when I was writing it. So, I hope you liked it, reviews are welcomed!