They walked into the returant and grabbed their stuff. For some reason the air felt lighter to Brett, like he knew there was a good chance they could pull this off.

They worked well together, they just have to get the girls better wepons. They walked out of the resturant all alongside eachother. They all felt they had bonded and there was no tension.

"Okay lets keep heading west." Brett said looking down to his cumpass and back up. "Which is that way-" He was pointing in the direction when his voice faded.

The others heard the different tone in his voice, they all looked up to the road.

About 50 meters ahead where they are supposed to go is a heard of those sick people.

"Oh fuck." Sam said

"They must have herd the car alarm." Santana said.

"We have to move, NOW!" Brett said grabbing Santanas hand and pulling her as they all start to run east where they came from. Sam did the same by grabbing Quinns hand following Brett.

They ran for 5 seconds before Brett slid to a stop, Santana bumped into his back. Sam bumped into Santana and Quinn into Sam.

"Why did we stop?" Santana asked from behind Brett. She couldn't see over his sholder and Sam was right behind her making her a little stuck.

Both boys and Quinn stared wide eyed to the street infront of them.

"Thats a lot." Quinn said slowly walking back, pulling Sam with her.

Santana finally got free and moved out from behing Brett. "What is." She said looking out to another large herd of those sick people walking right toward them. "Oh, OH FUCK." She said.

"Okay, okay. Umm." Brett said looking around. One option is to run back into the resturant, another would be to run north. Brett knows there are some houses and a forest they could use to move.

"Okay knew plan, let's live. Were gonna go north maybe hide in a house or get to the forest, I dont know where they are comingming from. It doesn't make any sence, there were none all morning. But after one car alrm they come running." He said starting to panic.

"Okay, thats good." Quinn said grabbing a small notepad out of her bag. "To kill you have to aim for the head. And they are attracted to Sound." She said as she wrote it down and put it back into her bag.

"Well i don't really wana become dinner, so maybe let's go?" Sam said looking to Brett.

"Yep". Brett said grabbing Santanas hand and running north. Sam did the same for Quinn again.

The sounds of the sick people got louder. Santana looked back as they ran and noticed they were walking faster now, kinda like a jog.

"Oh fuck. They are fast." She said looking back to Brett.

Brett looked back himself. His heart dropped and he started to panic, picking up his pace a little.

"Okay no worries, were almost in the neighborhood." He said squeezing her hand tighter.

"I know this isint the time, but why do they walk like that?" Sam asked also looking back.

"Seriously Sam? Can't we talk about this when we're safe?" Brett said turning a corner.

The guys let go of the girls hands as they kept running. There were a few sick people roaming around infront of them. They made nother turn, Brett in front with the girls a few feet behind him, then Sam behind the girls.

Brett almost collided into one of the dead people, he quickly halted but his shoes slid on gravel causing him to slide and fall to his ass scraping his hands. He quickly crawled back when Sam made a run for it, swinging his bat as hard as he could. He nocked the sick person over and kept hitting it in the head with the bat until he broke through its skull.

"You asshole!" Sam yelled to the now dead corpse.

Quinn bent down to see if Brett was okay. One of his hands had a deep cut, but other then that he just had some scrapes.

Santana ran to Sam stopping him from repeatedly hitting the non moving body.

"Okay Sam, you got him." She said grabbing him arm that held the bat. He turned out of Breath and hugged her.

"Fucker didn't see it comming." He said. That caused Santana to just laugh.

"Yea you got his ass." She said hugging him back.

Quinn helped Brett up. "Okay guys, I love the bonding but we really should get to a house." She said. They could hear the sick people getting closer.

"I agree." Sam said ripping Bretts T-shirt under his hoodie. He got a good amount and wrapped it around Bretts right hand with the deep cut.

"Dam B, You didn't have to fall in a pile of glass." He said laughing a bit.

Brett groaned from the pain. "Ha, ha. Next time I'll just use a knife." He said with a pained smile.

"Lets hope not." Quinn said leading them up a small hill and across a road.

They kept jogging when Sam ran to the first house. Santana cought his hand.

"Wait, we can't go into the first house. Let's go in further and grab a random one that looks the safest. There's a lot of those things comming, there gonna run into this house first." She said pulling him away from the first house.

"Shes right." Quinn said from beside Brett who were still jogging.

They ended up running to the 11th house down from the top of the street. It was a decent sized house. The basic two car garage two storys with a balcony.

They ran inside emedietly closing and locking the door. They went quiet as soon as they were inside.

"Let me and Sam check the house first." Brett said.

The girls noded.

Sam and Brett checked the whole bottom floor, they didn't find a basment at all. They blocked up the back door and the front door. No one could get in. They moved on to upstairs.

They checked all the rooms, it was clear. The guys walked into one room droping their stuff as the girls did the same to another.

Quinn walked in to the guys room.

"Hey, I'm gonna go see if there is any food here. Sam, could you help me?" She asked.

"Yea, hey Brett you should clean that up. In fact you should just take a shower, you stink." Sam said laughing following quinn out the room.

Brett laughed himself till he took off his jacket and sweater. His T-Shirt was soaked from swet. He looked up to the sound of someone nocking on the door.

"Hey." Santana said.

"Hey." He said standing up.

"Let me take a look at your hand." She said holding out her own hand jesturing him to show the cut.

Brett did so, Santana started to take off the quick bandage Sam did. Brett winced in pain. Santana also winced. It was a pretty deep cut, but not enough for stitches.

"Here come with me." She said walking to another room. Brett followed in and noticed it was a bathroom.

She put the toilet lid down and jestured for him to sit. He did. Then she left and came back with a decent sized white box. She put it on the sink and Brett saw the logo, it was a med kit.

"I found this in the other room." She said opening it. When Brett saw the inside he gasped.

"Shit look at it all." He said amazed. Turns out it was a heavy duty first aid kit. Had averything from bandaids to a splinter. It had different kinds of medicine and a bunch of bandages.

"Okay ima clean it off first then ill put on this healing cream and wrap it up." She said grabbing a bottle of proxide.

Brett noded. "Yea just get it over with." He said through clenched teeth.

Santana noded, she slowly poured the proxide onto his cut. Brett emedietly grunted and clenched his jaw. "Fuck that woke me up." He said earning him a few giggles from Santana.

"Yea were almost done tho." She said now after a second she dried the cut making sure she got all the rocks and dirt out. Then she applied the healing cream and then put the gauz on, wrapping it.

"There." She said after finishing. "Thank god this was the worst injury today." She said cleaning up.

"Thanks." He said standing up. "Im really glad you didn't get hurt." He whisperd.

She looked at him with a smile. "Yes, thanks to you." She said closing the first aid kit.

"You should shower, you do small bad." She said with a laugh leaving the room. "Oh and don't get your right hand wet."

"How will I shower then?" He asked.

"With one hand?" She said in the doorway.

Brett thought about it, he pulled her in and closed the door. She gave him a questioning look as the looked for a towel and found some in a cabinet. He droped it to the toilet and started to gake his shirt off. Santana went wide eyed.

"What are you doing." She hisses looking at his now bare chest and stomach. He had amazing abbs, and he was perfectly built. She could even see his V-line.

I was wondering if you could help me." He asked putting the gun on the counter and starting to take his pants off.

She quickly looked to his face with a shocked expression. Brett realized how this looked and stopped just as he got his belt and pants undone.

"I mean, like with my hair. Not my body, uh. Just my hair." He said pointing to his head. She slowly noded.

"Okay just your hair." She said.

Brett pulled his jeans down and stepped into the tub still wearing his black boxer briefs.

She noded not sure what to do, then she walked closer. "Um, sit down." She said.

He sat down facing away from her. His right arm hung behind him and out of the tub so it could stay dry. Santana reached forward and grabbed the left over shampoo and condishoner bottle. She turned the water on and switched the water source to the shower head.

Brett jolted at first due to the cold. But then relaxed. She darted washing his hair. about 10 minutes later his hear was clean. "Okay your hair is done, ill leave so you can finish. I'm gonna go check on Sam and Quinn."She said backing away from Brett who was now standing facing her. She really tried to not look at his body. She didn't think she could handle seeing him almost naked and wet.

Brett noded as she left with a smirk. Then he turned the water on and took his boxer briefs off continuing his shower.

When Santana got downstairs she saw Quinn in the kitchen with wet hair.

"Hey where is Sam?" Santana asked.

"Oh hes showeing in the other bathroom. You two took so long, I bet hes done by now. What took you so long anyways." Quinn said turning around to see Santana wa still dirty. "Oh, now I understand." Quinn gave Santana a smirk.

"What?" Santana asked looking down.

"Is there something you wana tell me? like how you and Brett were getting it on up there?" Quinn said placing food on the table.

Santanas eyes go wide. "What? No, NO. We wernt, I just cleaned his cut and then maybe washed his hair for him?" Santana said with a nervous face.

Quinn threw the hand towel she was using to dry her hands at Santana.

"San! You were so getting it on." She said amused.

"No, we wernt. he just couldn't get his hand wet, he asked for me to wash his hair. Thats all." Santana said throwing the hand towel back at Quinn.

"Well was he naked? What did he look like?" Quinn asked with an amused face. Then she jesters her hands put like if measuring something. They were about a ruler width away, as she mouthed the words. "Is he big?"

Santana just threw another cloth at her from the table. "Quinn! No! He had his underwear on." She said loudly back.

Quinn laughed. "Im just joking."

"Well don't." Santana said as Sam walked in.

"Hey ladies, what did I miss." He asked walking out with only a towel around his waist. His body was a little different then Bretts. Brett had more muscle and was built more. But Sam still had abbs and his V-line was also noticeable.

"Nothing, Santana was just waiting for the shower." Quinn said looking at his body.

"Oh go ahead. I'm all done." He said leaving to go get dressed.

Santana turned to see Quinn watching his ass. Santana just snapled her fingers.

"Dam Q, I think ur drooling a little." She said laughing.

"Oh shut it. They are hot! Why didn't the guys at our school look that hot?" Quinn asked sitting down.

"No clue, but their also stronger and smarter then the guys at our school." She said before going into the bathroom to shower.

An hour later after they finished eating they sat in the living room. It was now 4:30pm. It didn't get dark till abround 8:30pm, so they still had some time to travel.

"Okay are we ready to leave?" Brett asked putting his backpack on.

"Yea." Quinn said doing the same.

Sam went to grab his backpack but his bat fell out, it fell to the floor landing flat on the handle. It kept falling and the end of the bat hit a small box that was under the Tv.

Just after it hit the box, music started to play and it played loudly.

"Turn that off!" Santana yelled.

Sam dropped to his knees to stop it. "Im trying to, i don't even know how its working. There's no power." Sam said

"Hurry Sam." Quinn said looking outside. She noticed that the sick people could hear and they started to head to the house they were in.

Finally Brett ripped the box out, hitting it with his bat. After about 7 hits it stopped playing music.

The room went silent.

"Well thats one way to do it." Santana said grabbing her backpack while putting it on. She then helped Sam up.

"Do you think anyone heard?" Sam asked looking to Quinn.

Just as Quinn was about to answer they heard banging on the front door. They all looked to eachother. "Yup, they defiantly did." Quinn said.