A/N: Sorry for posting it so late. I finally figured out where I wanted this story to go in the long run and a mean case of writer's block set in. So, sorry if it isn't all that great.

Monica: Thanks, and here's the update. :)

Pinayprincesa: Guess we'll just have to wait and see what she decides to do. ;)

"Do you think we should…?"

Melissa woke up to the sound of muffled voices, and she panicked for a moment, thinking someone was invading her hiding spot when she remembered that the Shield and Randy Orton were in the church.

She sat up, yawning as she stretched. Her stomach growled, so she sleepily made her way over to her food stash, where she looked through what she had. Sighing, she picked up a granola bar, knowing it was probably all she could afford to eat for the day. She ate it slowly, trying to draw out the flavor. She was hoping it would trick her stomach into thinking it had gotten more food. It didn't work, so she hurriedly finished the granola bar off before getting up to leave the room.

Right as she reached for the door handle, it swung inward, revealing Seth. "You did it again," she teased.

A look of confusion passed across Seth's face. "What did I do?"

"You're sneaking around all quiet like," Melissa informed him. "At this rate you're going to give me a heart attack."

"Sorry," Seth said with a rueful grin.

"So what's up?" Melissa asked him. "Did I oversleep?" she said with a small laugh.

"We figured we should go get the rest of the stuff out of the car," Seth told her. "With Randy helping, we should be able to get it all in one go."

"Did the streets clear out?" Melissa asked curiously.

"Mostly. There's only a few wandering around," Seth said. "They shouldn't be too hard to take care of if they get in our way."

"Wish they were all gone," Melissa muttered as she pushed past him. She found Dean and Roman leaning up against the pew by the door, looking like they were ready to go.

"Where's Randy?" Melissa asked, noting the disappearance of Orton.

Dean looked up, his gaze meeting hers. "He went out to scout; make sure the street around the car is clear."

"Oh." Melissa felt like she'd been saying that a lot lately. Her eyes took in the sight of the baseball bats she assumed the three men were using as weapons.

"You ready to go?" Roman asked her.

Melissa nodded, catching a backpack when Dean tossed it to her.

"Let's go," Dean said, leading the way back out of the church. All four stopped at the picket fence, checking the street.

Roman took the lead as he hopped the fence. He gripped the baseball bat he had brought, his eyes roaming the streets.

Melissa followed Roman over, and Dean and Seth jumped over after her. "This is starting to feel like déjà vu," she muttered quietly.

Dean smirked, and Seth smiled a little.

Melissa let Roman lead them down the street, which was bathed in early morning sunshine. Melissa wished it would be gray and cloudy or something; it being sunny made it feel like everything was going to be fine, like the world as they knew it hadn't ended.

Melissa was lost in her thoughts, so didn't notice when Roman stopped. She ran straight into his back and stumbled backwards with an "Ouch."

Roman waved his hand at her, signaling for her to be quiet. He pointed towards the intersection where Melissa had killed the zombie the night before. The body was still there, but there were two more zombies milling around aimlessly.

"I'm really starting to hate that intersection," Melissa murmured.

Roman crept forward, motioning for Melissa to follow him to the left of the zombies while Dean and Seth crept towards the right.

"Are we going to kill them?" Melissa whispered.

Roman nodded. "We may need to get back through here in a hurry, and we don't want them in the way."

Melissa nodded before unclipping the screwdriver from her backpack. She eyed Roman's baseball bat and decided she'd be of better use staying out of the big man's way until she was needed.

She followed Roman until they were practically right on top of the zombie that they were targeting. Dean and Seth, meanwhile, had snuck up on their zombie and had started hitting it in the skull with their baseball bats.

Roman swung, and Melissa jumped backwards as the blood sprayed outward. Dean and Seth already had their zombie down, its head a bloody pulp.

Roman finished off the zombie without her help. Melissa looked down at the desiccated corpse and simply said, "That's disgusting."

Roman cracked a grin. "Come on," he said, once again taking the lead as Seth and Dean rejoined them.

Melissa followed them, and they made it to the alley wall without incident. So far so good, Melissa thought to herself.

Dean peeked over the wall. "It's clear," he murmured, before climbing over. Seth followed him. Roman hesitated before going over, clearly remembering how close he had come to dying there last night.

Melissa gently patted him on the back in reassurance. Roman shook his head as if to clear it, which caused his long dark locks to whip back and forth. He scrambled up over the wall, and Melissa followed him. She found Seth talking to Randy, who had apparently been waiting for them there. Dean was standing off to the side, looking bored.

Melissa hopped down to the ground. Randy glanced over as she did so. "Alright, that's everyone. We're going to have to be quick about this."

"Why?" Dean asked.

"There are zombies swarming around a street over. It wouldn't take them long to wander over."

"Why are we standing around talking then?" Dean asked. He strode out of the alley.

Seth and Roman hurried to follow him, with Randy and Melissa following a bit slower.

Melissa, out of habit, scanned the street before leaving the alley. She shuddered as she passed by the broken gym window. It felt like forever ago since Randy had saved her, but the feeling of terror still lingered. She joined the Shield by the trunk of their car.

"Give me your backpack," Dean ordered.

She handed the backpack over and stood watching the street as they quickly packed things up. "Déjà vu," Melissa muttered to herself.

"What was that?" Randy asked her.

"I can't shake the feeling that I've been here before; it practically feels like a repeat of yesterday," Melissa explained.

"Oh," was all Randy said.

"Melissa, could you come take one of these backpacks?" she heard Seth ask.

She turned back to the car, grabbing one of the backpacks. She peered into the trunk of the car, and was surprised to find they'd already finished cleaning it out. She slung one of the heavy packs onto her shoulders.

Roman closed the trunk of the car, careful to make sure it didn't slam down. "All done," he said, picking up a pack for himself.

Dean and Seth already had theirs on and were starting to head back down the street to the alley. Melissa waited for Randy as he put his on. Roman was already partway down the street as Randy and Melissa started walking.

Melissa was slowing a bit under the weight of the pack as they approached the gym where she'd been attacked yesterday. Randy was passing by the broken window when Melissa saw something move inside. She didn't even have time to warn Randy as a zombie came tumbling out the window, crashing into Randy. Randy and the zombie fell to the ground with a thud.

Melissa started to move to help when the sound of gunshot echoed down the street. Melissa slapped her hands to her ears, which were smarting at the loud sound. She watched in surprise as blood started leaking from a small bullet hole in the back of the zombie's head.

Randy shoved the now-dead zombie aside and joined Melissa as they looked back down the street to see who had used the gun and possibly saved Randy's life.

Melissa looked up at Randy. "I told you. Déjà vu."