Okay I was merely jesting. I would never end a story so cliched but I was feeling slightly mischevious when I was righting. In so doing I guess I used another cliche but hey I ain't perfect.

Chapter 6

Is there a doctor… Anywhere? (Part 2)

"Oh god no!" exclaimed Andrew his face becoming a mask of horror, as he beheld the zombies his friends became two seconds before they tackled him to the ground and tore him apart.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, NO!" screamed Andrew as he sat up from the table he was lying on. This caused a very startled Vanessa to fall over backwards from the chair she was sitting in.

"Sorry, nightmare," explained Andrew panting.

"You're awake, that's good news at least," replied Vanessa picking herself up off the floor. By then the others were already closing in on the two.

"Hey man how you feeling?" inquired Jake

"Breathing is kind of hard; hurt to move my upper body but otherwise I'm cool. How's Erin doing?" inquired Andrew.

"I'm fine, the wound is almost healed and I am walking fine," replied Erin who was settling into a chair. The bandage was off of her calf and Andrew could see the scar from the bullet removal.

"The real question is how you broke three of your ribs?" inquired Jessie.

"It was an air concussion pod, something I grabbed in the ammo shop. It's a non-lethal weapon that on impact causes a pressurized blast of air. When the zombie tackled me the force of the blow combined with the solid press of my gun pod set it off. I was hoping to heal before we moved out but Jessie's hug and the ball was the final straws I guess," explained Andrew looking down at his bandaged up ribs, "Okay now I have a question where did you get these bandages?"

"They brought it," answered Matthew pointing to two guys sitting at an opposite table sipping coffee dressed in paramedic uniforms.

"How did they get here?" wheezed Andrew as he tried to get off the table.

"We rescued them," answered Jake, "We got one of the C.B. radios working. We were going through the frequencies yesterday when we found them, they were holed up in a near by garage. So Matthew, Vanessa and I went out with enough ammo to take on a small army to see if we could save them."

"Lucky for us there were only three of those dead bitches shuffling about, we took them out with some baseball bats so we didn't attract any attention," concluded Matthew.

"How long I been out?" asked Andrew slowly standing.

"Two days, not including the day of the incident," answered Jessie.

"Wow never slept that long before," replied Andrew slipping a shirt on. Walking over to the paramedics he held his hand "Thank you for the medical supplies if it weren't for you I would probably be dead."

"Name's John," replied one of the paramedics shaking Andrew's hand.

"I go by Mike," added the other also shaking Andrew's hand, "but it was that young lady over there that fixed you up," he said pointing to Vanessa.

Andrew walked over to Vanessa who got up and looked Andrew in his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but gave up and embraced her instead. Vanessa was wide eyed with shock and so was everyone else. Andrew released his embrace and stood there slightly embarrassed. "Um, sorry don't know what I was thinking,"

"Go, dude," mumbled Jake who was promptly elbowed by Erin.

"I think I need a drink," said Matthew.

"Yeah I could use a cold one to," added Jessie.

"I need a shower," said Vanessa.

"Erin and I are going on patrol," said Jake.

"Why?" inquired Andrew.

"We had a few bikers try to break in by climbing the east wall. Since the door was blown of they charged in, we dispatched them and used some saws to make climbing the wall next to impossible. We do patrols to make sure that the perimeter is secured," answered Erin.

Andrew stared wide eyed at them and replied," Okay, have fun." He then turned and noticed John and Mike creeping off together. He decided to follow them and see what they were up to. They went down a hall into the store room part of the warehouse. Andrew stopped when he heard voices.

"They are gonna figure out we ain't real doctors," said Mike.

"Look tonight when they are asleep we take their gear and leave. Although I would not mind getting a piece of that blonde girl," snickered John, "and if anyone gets in out way," the sound of a gun loading followed

The words brought out anger and memories in Andrew he had not felt for a while. He went back to the main area which had pretty much become the living area. When John and Mike came back from their not so secret meeting everyone else was just sitting around talking. Two shots filled the air and John went down with wounds to his torso and chest. Mike just stood there in shock along with every one else. Andrew stood there a look of sheer hatred on his face.

"What are you doing?" screamed Vanessa.

"Are you nuts?" said Jake.

More exclamations and some swearing followed. Before Andrew replied, "Everyone shut the hell up. They aren't real paramedics, they were planning to sneak off with our gear, rape Jessie and leave us here defenseless."

"Is that true?" asked Erin looking at Mike.

"Lying will not be a good idea right now," added Andrew

Mike looked terrified, "No we weren't AAH!" and he fell to the ground holding his knee. Andrew walked over to him and pointed the gun at his head.

"Tell the truth, I heard you both talking to each other in the store room," said Andrew pulling the hammer down on the gun, "Matthew if you would inspect John you will find a gun,"

As Matthew knelt to inspect John's body another shot rang out, he backed away bleeding from a wound in his stomach. Andrew quickly emptied his clip in to John. He ran over to Matthew who was fading fast, Vanessa was trying her best injecting him with morphine to dull the pain but it was not working.

"Don't go, don't go, don't go," sobbed Jessie while gripping Matthew's hand tight enough to make her knuckles white. Then his hand released, his chest stilled and his eyes went blank.

Jessie's eyes went wide with terror and she started screaming, "No, NO, NOOOO!"

Vanessa and Jake had to pull her away from the body of her last living relative. Andrew who had for a brief moment put aside his anger turned to the cowering Mike his gaze if it was able to would have turned the man to ash. Holding the gun with his finger of the trigger walked over and started to beat Mike about the head.

"You bastard, it's all your fault we save your worthless, pathetic lives and you then try to betray us," screamed Andrew his right hand a blur as blow after merciless blow rained upon the traitor's skull. Erin came up behind Andrew and hugged his as tightly as she could, keeping his injuries in mind. This caused Andrew to pause in mid strike; his arm went limp and fell to his knees sobbing.

Erin knelt with him and hugged him cradling his head on her chest. After Vanessa was able to inject a mild sedative into Jessie Jake walked over and placed a hand on his friend's shuddering shoulders. Mike had crawled into a corner whimpering and bleeding from cuts across the forehead and cheeks.

A couple of hours later everyone was out on the roof top. Andrew had cried for an hour nonstop after which he took a bath changed into clean clothes. After discussing what to do with the bodies they carried both up stairs. They looked over the car park most of the fires in the city had burnt out. A couple of zombies lumbered about more where stalking on the outer perimeters looking like a shapeless blob in the darkness. Andrew placed a cushion over the head of John's head then pressed the muzzle of his pistol to where the fore head would be and pulled the trigger. He then kicked the body off the roof. Everyone went down stairs and passed the office they had locked Mike in he was still whimpering dried blood covered his face. The rest of the group made there way out to the yard where a funeral pyre had been made. Pouring gasoline on the base of the structure Jake threw a match and set it ablaze. Jessie who had awoken a short while ago was clinging to Vanessa's left arm.

Andrew was standing next to her she looked at him and asked "What caused you to snap like that?"

Andrew looked at her then back at the flames; he suddenly looked more tired than she had ever seen him before. He opened his mouth and the words that followed shacked everybody, "Two years ago I had just opened my café, with who I thought was a friend and my girlfriend at the time. Everything was going smoothly or so I thought, turns out my "partners" were sleeping together behind my back. One day they drugged me and dumped me in a cane field but not before I was beaten badly. The field was going to be burnt the next day. I woke up sooner and was able to escape, I found got in through the sewers that run below the shop. Found them asleep, in my bed I went to the kitchen and got a knife. Stabbed them both in the heart did to them physically what they did me emotionally I guess. Then I made it look like his car ran off a cliff."

"You only told us the last part, how could you do that man?" said Jake a look of horror on his face.

"I never told anyone that before and I was never traced to it, I guess I could say it now since there are no more cops, hell there's no more laws period," replied Andrew a slight smile came to his face, "Don't worry I would never do that to you guys, as long as you don't try to betray me."

"What are we gonna do now?" inquired Erin.

"Tomorrow we'll figure that out for now lets just be glad we are still alive and honor our dear friend's untimely death," answered Andrew.

One by one they went inside, until only Andrew and Erin remained. She turned to go when Andrew reached and grabbed her arm.

"I just wanted to saw thanks for what you did earlier," he said his eyes not leaving the fire.

She stood next to him her hand gently guiding his face towards her, "Anytime," was all she said then she kissed him on the lips. Andrew found himself returning it as they stood there for what felt like an eternity. Little did they know that from the shadows of the ware house a pair of eyes glared at them.

Hope you guys enjoy this, and thanks for all the reviewers you are the real driving force behind this story.