Chapter Twenty-One: Emilys Pov

They didn't even have time to question before I got up and started running. If they didn't start running soon, they would all be Zombie food. They were coming from the ocean. A few stray zombies heard our noise and were following us for the last hour. Yes I felt all the waves that hit and tossed the boat around as if it were some new toy. I just couldn't wake up because of the nightmare I was having.

I turned back to them, none of them were following me.

"Guys!" I whined. "Zombies are coming!" I stopped running. "Guys?"

Hope got up and walked to me. "We don't see any zombies love. We can't run because there's no proof."

But I was about to be proven one-hundred-percent! Dylan screamed as the zombies lunged at us, diving over Dylan. She looked at them confused. I took Hope's hand.

"Believe me now?!" I snapped.

I started running, running towards anything that meant safety. A tall building came into view I ran up to it while more and more zombies started piling up after us. I tried the door. Locked. Window. Open. I climbed on the through and helped Hope. She helped Dylan squeeze through the small window. Jace and Kade made it but Xavier had a hard time suqeezing through. He just barely made it before a zombie nipped at his hand.

Without thinking I took my machete and sliced his hand off. He screamed in pain and the others looked at me with awe.

"Are you crazy?!" Kade yelled at me.

"Yup." I replied.

I took the fabric off of his shirt and wrapped it around the wound. Taking the sort of wet bandages, I wrapped them on his stub as I desperately tried to get the bleeding to stop.

After about, thirty more pieces of fabric and about yards worth of bandages his bleeding finally stopped. I gave him a painkiller and he drifted off into oblivion.

"Okay...how'd you know that he wouldn't turn into a zombie if you cut the limb off?" Dylan asked, trying not to through up.

"I had a dream," I said.

"Whoa...gettin' all MLK on us," Hope said.

I laughed. "But seriously I had a dream that I was running through Utica Square and I had to cut my hand off because it got bit. And in my dream I didn't turn after that." I shrugged. "So I guess it was just...a guess!"

They stared at me shocked. Something came over. Realization. I wasn't going to get hurt in Utica Square. We were going no where near it. It only showed me that dream because I knew, somehow, that someone was going to get bit and I needed to act quickly. Ohhhh!

But we needed to get out of here. Xavier needed to wake quickly or we were all going to die. I was pacing back in forth in one corner, hair covering my face, hiding the tears and distress. Someone cleared their throat and I had to quickly wipe away the tears from cheeks and I had to rub my eyes to keep them from getting too puffy. I looked up. It was Xavier with Kade helping him stand up.

"I wanted to say thank you. I would be a zombie now if you hadn't... reacted so quickly. Thank you." Xavier looked pale with a hint of green, but it seemed as if he wasn't ready to give into puke. Understandable. As I examined him closer, I noticed how much Kennedy and Xavier looked alike.

"You're welcome. And...if you don't mind me asking...are younger or older than Kennedy?" I asked.

"Younger...by...three years, I believe. I'm twenty-three," Xavier smiled kindly.

I nodded him off and began pacing. Only until Kade came back again and embraced me in a hug, startling me.

"Kade...squishing me." He squeezed my still, bodies pressing together tightly, chests smashing against each other, hearts beating in sync. Ugh...so cliche.

But only it was the truth. He finally let go, breathing rapidly as we both tried to gain our air back.

Before I could gain to much, his lips jammed agianst mine, making my heart race even faster. He pushed me up against the wall and brought my leg up around his waist. He made the worry of leaving this building vanish, but only for a moment.

"Eww!" Dylan called. "Get a room!"

"Technically," Kade said against my lips. "This is a room!"

"I mean your own room!" Dylan snapped.

I chuckled and left his lips. I hadn't noticed I'd been shivering, I only realized when Kade pulled his warmth away from me.

"You're cold?" he asked.

I nodded, showing him the tear in my shirt. He took over his white over shirt and stuck it on over my head. It was long and wide on me but it worked.

"Thanks," I smiled.

"Now about that room..." he whispered tauntingly into my ear, nipping at it.

I got the tingles running up and down my spine, but I resisted the urge to say yes, instead, I slapped him.

"What was that for?" he winced.

"For making me want you." I started walking away from him, away from our corner and I made my over to our small group, worry creeping itself back into my body. "Okay, we need to get out of here... like now."

"Why?" Jace asked while reapplying Xaviers bandages.

"Cos. We need to find us a plane."

"Oh yeah we've had so much luck with planes in the past week," Dylan sassed.

I turned and glared at her. "Okay how about a helicopter?"

They turned and looked at each other, than almost in sync Hope and Jace said; "I guess that's fine."