It's the last real chapter. Tomorrow, I'll be posting the epilogue and then after, on Wednesday, I'll be taking a quick break, and possibly Thursday as well. However, the Left 4 Dead games I ordered should be here by then, so I'll take some time to set that up for the gameplay, which I will be doing on Saturday if I have nothing else to do. Then, we can finally start the Minion Sequel! :D (By the way, this chapter is probably just as 'cheesy' as the last one. It's a little rushed too, but I still favor it among the others. :) )

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-Maltara101
Aww! I'm glad you've been liking the story. :D Thank you, it means a lot! :D She is a little weird, but she is one of my favorite teachers, next to Kai, of course. ;) And yay! Someone's excited for the gameplay! I'm excited to fail majorly because I've never played those kind of games on a computer before. -.- And if I do manage to play online, that'll be awesome. Then a bunch of other people can see me fail. :) I love Sims too! I can't wait to start making videos again! :D The tripod I got was actually really cheap. I think it was around $6 total, including shipping and everything. I haven't received it yet, but hopefully I'll get it soon. And Rants are good, but I don't know what to talk about. And yes, my CoD friend is Kensley. ;) Hehe! Zellis is amazing. Before, I actually shipped Zoey/Louis because my brother told me that they were a couple when I first started playing. But they never were. Smh. And Nick is a babe. Told you that you'd come to like him. ;) Thank you for reading and reviewing! :D

-ZeDancingHobbit
Hopefully not too cheesy? :) Thank you for reading and reviewing! :D

-bugreid
Aw thank you! :D I was hoping that chapter wasn't too insane with cheesiness! :D Thank you for reading and reviewing! :D

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Haha! Thank you so much! I'm so glad you liked that chapter! :D And I actually listened to it and you're so right! :D Thank you for sharing, reading, and reviewing! :D

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Well, either way, I'm glad you started reading. :) That would be awesome, especially if they were good-lookin'; just saying. :) Yay! :D And thank you so much! I really appreciate getting comments like that, especially on here because...Well there's a lot of reasons, but I'll just leave it as; you guys know more about me than most people I have talked to in person. :) Thank you again! :D

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Francis kicked the door open of a quiet hotel room. He held out his pistol and examined the room. "Uh...Shane, where are you?" he asked.

"It's Shawn," I corrected.

"His name could be Sally, for all I care," Francis muttered and a low groan came from the corner of the room. Francis cocked his pistol and looked towards the source of the noise.

Pale green skin, dark, emotionless eyes, and razor sharp teeth coated in a thin layer of blood. He had gashes all over his body, most likely self-inflicted. He groaned louder, sensing our had his hair...His structure...Even his eyes. He slowly pushed himself to his feet and glared at us.

"Ready?" Francis asked and I nodded.

I took a step behind him and looked back toward the entrance of the door. The others decided to stay in the hallway and watch our backs. Mal nodded towards me with a kind smile and I turned back towards Francis.

Shawn began to walk towards us, now roaring out in gibberish. He swiped his hand towards Francis, who dodged it and pistol-whipped him across the head. Shawn shrieked and fell backwards, giving Francis the chance to tackle him down.

"Nat," Mal called and threw a pair of handcuffs in my direction. I caught them and returned to Francis, who accepted the small gift gratefully. He cuffed Shawn's hands behind his back and pulled him upwards.

"Nice boyfriend you got here," he said. "Doesn't even put up a fight."

"Hey!" I growled.

"I'm just joking. Must be a joy in the bedroom. Or is Mal better?"

I blushed heavily. "Let's just go before some other zombies show up."

-C.O.D-

It wasn't until a few days later, Shawn started showing results of recovering. He was able to slowly sit up and eat on his own, which sent a feeling of relief through me.

However, it was like his whole memory had been erased. He needed to relearn nearly everything. We had Nick teach him how to hold a spoon in his hand, while Rochelle gently guided it to his mouth. Mal taught him how to walk and Ken taught him how to talk. We contacted Kai, informing him of the side effects and he reported that he would be working on a medicine to help combat the memory loss.

The worst part of it all; Shawn had forgotten me.

I had volunteered to stay by his side both day and night, hoping to trigger a memory of us. Nothing. He just smiled towards me and complimented the way I looked. This went on for a few days before I finally cracked and left the hotel to find a nice bench to sit on.

All around us, there were CEDA specialists running to and fro, healing and teaching the recovering infected. Everything was getting cleaned up and it almost looked normal.

Mal joined me shortly after my subtle freak out and said nothing for a few minutes. Then, he turned to me and frowned lightly.

"You know," he said, "when I was a little younger than the age I am now, possibly ten years ago, my mother was sent to the hospital for cancer treatment."

"Mal..." I muttered, but he didn't stop.

"I loved her with all of my heart," he continued. "She was my best friend and the one person I could turn to, especially after my father was incarcerated. She kind of lost the will to move on once he was thrown into prison, and her chances of recovering were very slim.

"It was December 16th, if I'm recalling it correctly. Cynthia, my sister, and I decided to pay her a visit, knowing it might be her last. When we got there, my mom gave us a quizzical look and started rambling on about her kids; Us. She recalled some of our greatest memories together, but she still didn't know who Cynthia and I were.

"It broke my heart seeing her like that. She didn't even tell us that she loved us before she died. But she did say, 'I wish my kids could see me now; my suffering is gone. I can finally live again!'" Mal paused. I could tell he was fighting back the tears. "I know how you're feeling about Shawn right now. The love of your life can't even remember your warm embrace." He placed his hand on mine and I looked towards him. He gave me a empathetic smile and I leaned into him, taking in his comforting warmth.

"You'll be alright, Natara," he said. "I mean, you just finished living through the zombie apocalypse. You're pretty much indestructible."

"I don't know about that," I said, biting my lower lip. Why, of all moments, did my mind finally make the connections?

Shawn will never get better and you know this.

Your heart doesn't belong to Shawn anymore. He doesn't even remember the day you two met. It's time for him, as well as yourself, to move on.

This man sitting next to you, the one you've been leaning on for strength since the moment you met, he's much more than just a war-companion; so much more. This man just might be the one.

"You are indestructible," Mal commented and laughed lightly.

"Not when it comes to falling in love," I replied quietly. He fell into silence and looked down at the ground.

Great, Natara. Now what are you going to do; announce that you're the daughter of one of the richest men in the world? Better make this moment less awkward...

"Mal," I began, "I've got something to ask you."

"Sure," he replied, and his eyes met mine once more.

"Do you ever think of settling down? You know; finding your true love?"

He was quiet as he tried to come up with an answer. "Well, sure. A lot of people do. I do want a companion in marriage that will actually stay faithful, but I've just given up hope on it."

"Do you think...We could try it out?"

He sent me a quizzical look. "We, as in, Us...Together?" I nodded slowly and he looked off into the distance. Slowly, a smile began to form upon his lips. "I don't see why not." He faced me once more and I smiled back.

It happened all too quickly. Soon enough, we were in each others arms and his lips were pressed against mine in a passionate kiss. It felt like I had finally released a secret that has been bothering me for some time; and I have.

I am Natara Williams and I am a Carrier. I never thought I could survive this apocalypse, especially without my ex-fiancee by my side. But then I met Mal, Kai, Ken, Zoey, Francis, Louis, Rochelle, Ellis, Nick and Coach. Together, we formed a team and tore through the streets, eventually finding a cure and forming a family. Though we experienced some tough tragedies and some spats here and there, we had each others. I couldn't have wished for a better team.

And I have never been happier.