A/N: Hello lovelies! I'm so excited to finally get this chapter out! so...I haven't seen all of the new season (ducks from flying objects, 'please no, don't kill me!') but the first several episode I have watched, let me tell you, my mind was working a million miles a minute, I filled an entire 4 pages of my note and 7 sticky notes of ideas that I am so excited about! anyways, lets get on with the show! also, if you guys want to listen to the same music that I do when I write this you can check out my youtube page: just type in "zombie killing music ray ray" (only cuz I don't know how to put a link to my channel in here that will actually work)


Driving, that's all we had been doing. Driving in silence, having to cope with the fact that we may never get to see Mack and Addy ever again. Sitting in the truck, I was laying across the floor in the back, 10k, Cassandra and my brother in the middle, Warren and Doc up front. I had my bag leaned up against the side, using it as a pillow again.

"Think we will ever see them again?" Cassandra asked, breaking the silence of the truck. I rested my arms behind my head as I stared at the ceiling thinking about what she had just said.

"My heart says yes," Warren said as she tried to sound optimistic, but I knew better than that.

"But my mind says no," I said as I sat up, leaning on the seat in between 10k and Cassandra.

"I was hoping they would have made it to the promise land with us," Doc said as he turned and looked at us all, well, all that was left of us. However, it wasn't long until we came across a road block, a limo sitting crossways on the road.

"Now what?" I asked looking through the front windshield, seeing the block. Warren brought the truck to a halt, staring at the mess in front of us. It was always one thing after another, never ending it seemed.

"Ugh," 10k said throwing his head back in frustration, "I hate roadblocks."

"Can't you just push that thing out of the way?" Murphy asked getting frustrated that we weren't moving any faster.

"No, thank you," Warren said as she turned the truck, heading to a field, up and over the curb, "I'd like to hold onto this truck." As we drove through the field, I looked around through the back windows, it looking like what used to be a golf course.

"This is so sad," Murphy said looking around as well, "I learned the play in prison, I always wondered what it would be like to hang out with the real country club types."

"Well, there was that one time when I was in high school," I said leaning on the seat between my brother and Cassandra.

"Hey," Murphy said with a big smile, turning to me, "I forgot about that."

"Do we even want to know?" Doc asked turning around, eyeing my brother and myself.

"Nothing bad, it was after my boyfriend at the time dumped me. Murphy here faked being my uncle saying there was a family emergency, and took me out of school for the day," I said smiling at the memory, my brother actually smiling as well, "Man, we drove what, three hours one way?"

"Yea, just for you to get us kicked out," Murphy said crossing his arms.

"Hey, that wasn't my fault. It was the first time you let me have alcohol, you should have known I was going to puke," I said resting my chin on the backrest of Murphy's seat.

"Awww, he has a heart after all," Doc said turning around giving my brother a big smile, Murphy only rolling his eyes. The truck fell silent for a moment as we all looked around for a way to get the truck across a small creek we had been following since we got into the golf course.

"I think that bridge is the best shot we have," I said pointing to it in between 10k and Cassandra.

"Think that bridge can hold this truck?" Doc asked as we all looked to Warren for some sort of direction.

"Better test it first," she said as she threw the truck in park, throwing open her door. We all followed her lead, 10k jumping out quickly to open the back hatch for me. Getting out I stretched for a moment, however I stretched a little too far, getting light headed.

"Oh, man," I said grabbing my head as my vision came back.

"You ok?" 10k asked, looking me over making sure I wasn't lying.

"Yea, cramped up in there too long," I said as I grabbed my ax, strapping it to my belt loop. I needed to use it more, I was running out of ammo and running out quick. As we walked onto the bridge it seemed sturdy enough as we inspected it, Doc jumping up and down. I walked along side my brother, making up the back of the group as we heard someone on the radio.

"Delta X-ray Delta," Citizen Z said over the radio, "This is Citizen Z calling all cars, calling all cars."

"Delta X-ray Delta back at you," Warren said as we all made our way across the bridge behind her.

"Hello! It's good to hear from you again, it's been days and I worry," he replied. I could hear the excitement in his voice at other human contact, kind of.

"Thanks mom," Warren said sarcastically, "Any news on Mack and Addy?"

"Nothing yet, maybe they are just off the grid and can't make contact," he said with a hopeful tone in his voice. I had to admit, I felt the same way, hoping that maybe one day we would see them again, "Anyways, how's Murphy?"

"Murphy is pissed," my brother said as he pushed his way through the group, taking the radio from Warren, "Where is this lab you keep talking about?"

"Murphy!" I yelled trying to take the radio from him, only for him to swat my hands away, walking away from the group. All we could do was watch him walk away from us, yelling at one of the few of us left that was still willing to put up with his attitude. We stood there waiting for him to stop yelling at the radio, watching guard for Zs. I was standing next to 10k, my arms crossed over my chest.

"Oh no," I heard Cassandra say behind me. Turning around I saw several Zs come out of the bushes.

"I got the one on the right," Warren said as she pulled out her gun, aiming for a head shot. 10k was quick, aiming his gun at the two closest Zs, dropping them instantly.

"2,455," he said. I pulled out my Beretta aiming at the Z heading towards us, only for my gun to click empty.

"Shit," I said, putting my Beretta back, trying my revolver. Getting only two shots out before it as well clicked empty. I placed it back on my thigh holster before pulling out my ax. It was moments like this I was grateful that Garnett and Warren had taken it from the fire station, what seemed like years ago.

"I'm out of ammo," Warren said as she as well put away her now empty gun.

"Us too," 10k said turning to me before he turned and looked at Warren as well.

"Use the clubs," I said to Doc and Cassandra pointing down at the ground. Both of them running to the putters and golf clubs on the ground.

"Remember to keep your left arm straight," Doc joked, he always had a way with making any situation seem lighter. Doc and Cassandra managed to take out a couple Zs with their clubs before we got too overwhelmed.

"Let's run for the clubhouse," Warren yelled as we all turned and started running. As I turned, looking for the rest of the group, 10k grabbed my hand, holding it until we made it to the door of the clubhouse. Warren held the door open for us as we all piled in, that was when I realized my brother was nowhere to be found.

"Murphy?" I asked, reluctantly letting go of 10k and turning to the rest of the group.

"He's out there somewhere," Warren said as she locked the top and the bottom of the door, hopefully the glass was strong enough to keep them out.

"He's safer than us," Doc said. That was a true statement, the Zs seemed to either ignore him or be afraid of him. That was when I heard something I really didn't want to, more Zs, inside this time.

"We have company," I said holding up my ax, ready for any of them that decided to try and be brave. Luckily the closest Z was one that was coming towards Warren, her picking up the closest club to her before driving it through the Zs eye socket. Cassandra, who was standing on the other side of 10k, pushed a Z away with the butt of her club, far enough away from us for me to drive my ax through its skull. Looking around for something to help us or somewhere to hide I saw a small basket of golf balls and had an idea.

"Hey," I said tabbing 10k on the arm as I reached for the basket, "Your sling." 10k grabbed his sling quickly, being on the same page I was as I held out the basket for him to start grabbing from. However, even though we managed to hold our own for this long it was starting to become too much, there was just too many.

"Too many, come on," Warren said as she started running into another room. 10k and I brought up the back of the group as we slowly made our way following them, 10k still using his slingshot the best he could. It wasn't until we had already made it into the room that I realized we had all piled into the bathroom. Doc and Warren held the door closed the best that they could as more and more Zs came crashing into it. I knew the door wasn't going to hold for much longer as I stood in the corner behind everyone, a fist full of 10k shirt. Just when I thought this could have been the end I heard what sounded like gunshots just outside the door we were hiding behind.

"Gunfire?" 10k asked as we all looked from each other to the door.

"You can come out now," we heard a strange voice say. Doc instantly stood a little straighter, his hands still on the door however.

"That was not Murphy," he said as he turned and looked at us all standing behind him.

"It wasn't a Z either," Warren said as she quickly came up with a plan, "Alright, get ready." Once she said that I grabbed my ax a little tighter as everyone else did the same with the small weapons they were holding. Warren pulled out her machete, as she nodded her head towards Doc, signaling him to open the door. Once he did, we all piled out behind Warren, our weapons at the ready for anything that we were going to walk into.

"It's ok," a man said as we stood in front of him and two other people, another older man and a woman, "It's all clear."

"Nice timing," Warren said as she lowered her weapon, all of us lowering ours after her.

"Don't get too relaxed, there's still more outside," the woman standing in front of us said as she nodding out the window.

"We got another guy outside too," Doc said as he nodded towards the window that he saw Murphy through. Looking through the window I saw that my brother had managed to find a jacket that almost fit him, the sleeves coming up a little too short. The group of people in front of us turned and looked as well, completely shocked that he managed to stand there, practically invisible to the Zs.

…..

It wasn't much longer until we saw Murphy start walking back the way that we had come, coming up to the club house. The younger man in the new group, who seemed like their leader, made his way to the door, the others quick to follow him. Luckily Warren also thought it would be best to follow the group, not knowing how they would react to Murphy.

"What?" Murphy asked as he walked around a tree, and down the path to us.

"A bit risky don't you think?" the new guy asked him as we all made it outside.

"No, the Zs love me," Murphy said with an attitude as he looked this guy up and down, sizing him up, "Who the hell are you?"

"Brett Zimmerman," he said with pride, "And this is Henry and Janice."

"Roberta Warren," Warren said as she started making introductions for us all, "This is Doc, Cassandra, 10k, Raven and the fool with the jacket, golfing with the Zs is Murphy, Raven's brother."

"You're just jealous cause the Zs like me more than you," Murphy said smiling pointing at us with his putter.

…..

It wasn't much longer after introductions that Brett and the others asked us to stay. Warren was hesitant at first, but once they mentioned they had food and water we were glad to stay. Walking back into the clubhouse everyone went their separate ways, Murphy going out to the grill with Brett and his group, Doc and Cassandra following Warren as she scouted out the rest of the club. 10k and I were alone as we made our way to a table sitting in the middle of the room.

"I can't believe I'm already out of ammo," I said as we sat down next to each other. Sitting down I pulled out my revolver and my Beretta, inspecting them both, "I only have three bullets in my pocket, what about you?"

"About the same," he said as he pulled out his gun, placing his three bullets on the table next to mine.

"Awesome," I sighed trying to come up with a game plan. I sat there momentarily trying to think of something as I rested my chin on my hands.

"Do you have a plan?" 10k asked me as I turned and looked at him, resting my feet on the side of his chair, just touching his leg.

"My plan was to follow your plan," I joked causing him to smile as I gently nudged his arm, laughing myself, "I guess we'll just have to wing it."

"This is definitely not something that we should just wing," he said with a smile on his face looking at me. Sitting there looking at him I couldn't help but just stare at him. Even among all this death and destruction around us, dead bodies scattered around the room we were sitting in, he was the only thing I could concentrate on; his smile enough to bring life into any situation.

"I agree, you're right, it's a terrible, horrible, incredibly dangerous idea," I said removing my feet from his chair, throwing my hands in the air as I turned back to the table in front of us.

"I say let's do it," he said with a playful tone in his voice. I turned and looked at him and started laughing, him laughing as well. Laughing as hard as we were we didn't notice Doc, Warren and Cassandra standing in the doorway watching us.

"I give them six months," Cassandra said grabbing mine and 10k's attention.

"I give them four," Warren said smirking and crossing her arms over her chest.

"What?" 10k and I asked at the same time.

"I give them three weeks," Doc said as he smiled and walked over to the table with us.

"Three weeks for what?" Murphy asked as he walked into the room, Brett and the others following close behind him.

"I got first watch," Doc said as he made his way by Murphy, slapping a hand on his shoulder. As Doc stepped outside Brett and Henry made their way passed Murphy with plates full of food and surprisingly some alcohol.

"Now let's not be stingy with that," Murphy said as Henry came around pouring drinks for everyone.

"Got an ID?" Henry asked as he made his way over to stand in between 10k and myself, pouring us a glass anyways.

"Oh yea, this is not that White Lightening crap," Murphy said sipping his drink, "Have a taste 10 cent, and don't puke this time Raven." All I could do was stare at my brother, he was rude but even this was a new low for him.

"Ms. Warren," Brett started, grabbing my attention away from Murphy.

"Roberta," Warren said correcting the man who sat opposite her.

"Roberta," Brett corrected as he nodded his head in understanding, "Would you like to propose a toast?" Warren nodded her head as she sat up a little straighter, raising her glass.

"To absent friends," she said glancing at us all. I held up my glass, Hayley the first person that came to my mind. I hadn't thought about her in a while, mentally doing a body count. We had lost a lot of people, Hayley in the beginning, then Garnett not long after. Now we had to add Mack and Addy to that list, not that they were dead but the fact that we would never see them again. Two more souls to add to the list of people lost on this mission.

"Now, Mr. Murphy," Brett said turning to my brother, "You really seem to have a way with them." Brett nodded his head out the window towards all the Zs outside as I threw back another swig of my drink. It wasn't very good but in this day and age I needed something stiff.

"Brother, you don't even know the half of it," Murphy laughed as he took another sip, laughing obnoxiously. I turned and looked at 10k as he sat down his glass, a nasty look on his face as he really didn't like it. I giggled as I set mine down as well, choking down the liquid that I had.

"Now come on big brother," I said smiling and leaning foward looking at Murphy, "No one wants to hear your war stories."

"They asked," Murphy said defensive as he motioned to Brett and the others.

"I'd like to hear it," Janice said from her seat in front of 10k, next to Cassandra. Once she said that Murphy turned and looked at me with a smug look as he unbuttoned his shirt. He stood as he pulled his shirt apart turning towards Janice and the others.

"Those look like zombie bites," Brett said as he set down his drink, looking at Murphy in shock.

"Eight of them," Murphy said as he sat down buttoning his short back up, "I was injected with an experimental vaccine and now the Zs think I'm one of them."

"Is there more of this vaccine?" Brett asked as he looked from all of us to Warren.

"You're looking at it, the only known survivor. But if we get to this lab in California they can make more of the vaccine using the antibodies in my blood, and the human race survives, ta-da," Murphy said getting a load of himself. He had become a lot more open with his vaccine and that worried me.

"Our friend tends to exaggerate," Warren said as he eyed him, obviously upset with how open he had become.

"Come on," Janice said with an unnecessary attitude, I was starting to like her less and less with every second, "We saw him walk through zombies."

"What can I say I'm a natural," Murphy said shrugging with a smug smile on his face.

"Try unnatural," 10k said turning around to my brother. I started laughing as I turned to my brother to see a shocked look. I had to admit I was shocked too at how bold 10k had gotten recently but it was undeniably a good look for him.

"Well someone had a cocktail," Murphy laughed. After 10k's outburst there was more talk about the vaccine and the mission we had to get to California, Brett telling us he wanted to help. However, something seemed wrong to me as I continued to sip my drink, everything becoming hazier with each sip I took. As I looked around the room I noticed Cassandra and 10k swaying in their seats slightly.

"Wow, that last sip," Warren said as she yawned. Looking over next to me, 10k's arms were slowly sliding down the table, under the weight of his chin as his head came to a hard thud on his plate. I tried moving as quickly as I could to his aid, trying to make sure he was ok, only for myself to give out and the darkness taking over my vizion.

The last thing I remembered was sitting at the table with everyone while Murphy made an ass of himself, although that could have been at any time in our lives. However, this time when I started coming to all I could think was how much not only my head hurt but my whole body. It was like someone had dragged me across this entire golf course before chaining me to the wall. Waking up finally I realized that was almost exactly what happened. Pulling on my right hand I realized I was chained to Doc, 10k chained to my left hand. We were all coming to realizing that we had made a huge mistake.

"Oh no," Cassandra said as she grabbed 10k's arm, all of us turning to see what was wrong with her. I was quickly awake, and on high alert once I realized what kind of danger we were in. Cassandra being the end of the chainlink was chained to a Z that was quick to realize the feast that it has chained to its arm.

"Okay, umm, everybody hang on," Warren said as she sat up the best she could being chained to the wall and Doc.

"Not an option right now," Cassandra yelled as she grabbed on tighter to 10k.

"Wait a minute," I said sitting up and looking around at the group, "Where's Murphy?"

"We need just one problem at a time," Warren said as she looked around trying to find something to either pike the Z or pick the locks.

"And this one is the most important right now," Cassandra said as the Z started to inch its way closer to her.

"Does anyone see anything sharp?" Warren asked, bringing our attention back to reality.

"Golf tees?" Doc asked as he leaned up the best he could trying to look around the room.

"Too short," I said as I tried looking as well.

"Wait, I have something here, it's in my," Doc said as he started wiggling around, "It's in my pocket." I quickly maneuvered around to get my hand into Doc's pocket. It was weird digging in his back pocket but I knew I needed to do anything I could. As I grabbed ahold of what I thought he was talking about I pulled it for it to be only a small thing, not much bigger than the golf tees laying around.

"That's not sharp," I said laughing slightly at how disappointed he looked. We continued to look around within arms reach for anything we could find.

"Oh, look, there is something on top of the bar," Warren said grabbing our attention to something that was just hanging off the counter above me. Quickly thinking I grabbed 10k's hand guiding it to the object. I knew my arm was too short, especially being handcuffed to him. Once we finally got it down I realized it was an umbrella, handing it over to 10k's other hand as Cassandra took it as well they got ready to give the Z mercy. Counting down from three they were quick to stab the Z in the eye socket. Once we were finally no longer in danger we all slumped down and let out a very audible sigh.

"Okay," I sighed as I slumped down leaning my head on Doc's arm, "Crisis averted, but now how do we get out of these?"

"Can we bust that railing?" 10k asked nodding his towards the rail Warren was chained to.

"Well if we can't it won't be from a lack of trying," Doc said as he tried to wiggle his way up, sitting up. As we all followed Doc and Warren we sat up, leaning over for Warren to reach over and pick up a small golf tee with her mouth. She immediately turned, looking over to Doc before she quickly glanced to all of us.

"If you say anything golf related," she started, maneuvering the tee in her mouth, "I'll poke you with it." I couldn't help the smile and small laugh that escaped my mouth as I watched Doc almost look offended, as we all watched Warren pick the lock on her cuffs. Once she finally got hers off she set about getting Doc's off, each of us moving on to the next until we were finally all free.

As we all stood, rubbing my wrists, I looked around to the group. We all looked pretty rough around the edges, obviously looking like we had been drugged and dragged across the room. Watching Doc and Warren as they paced around the room, looking for any sign of anything or any kind of weapons, I was surprised when 10k walked over to me, grabbing my hands.

"Are you ok?" he asked as he looked down at my hands, rubbing his thumb across the bruises that were forming on my wrists.

"I'll be fine, sweetheart," I said with a small smile and a wink, causing 10k to blush and turn away from me, walking over to join Doc. Doc looked from 10k to me, a knowing smile on his face once he saw 10k's blush. I could only shrug my shoulders as Warren finally decided on a game plan.

After Warren told us she couldn't see any sign of the group or my brother we all followed her outside to find a car. If these guys were as smart as they seemed to be I doubted there would be one out there.

"What happened to us? What did they do?" 10k asked as we made our way down the sidewalk of the building, crossing the same bridge from earlier that day.

"I believe we got roofied," Doc said as he walked alongside 10k and myself.

"We have been date raped," I said as I did a mental inventory and checking my guns and ammo.

"Drugged with rohypnol," Doc said with his knowledge of just about any drug there was, medical and recreational.

"But where's Murphy?" Warren said pulling us back to the task at hand as we crossed the bridge fully.

"With the other gone too, you don't think…" Cassandra started, thinking that maybe Murphy had ditched us. I hadn't thought about that, that my own brother would just leave us after all that we had done for him and had put up with, but after all, it was Murphy we were talking about here.

"No, Murphy wouldn't do that," I said speaking up, almost trying to convince myself more than anyone else.

"How could we let this happen, he was our responsibility," Warren said as we finally made it back to the truck, her resting her hands on the window seal before opening the driver door. I didn't think I would be so happy to actually see a truck more than when I saw this one on the other side of the bridge.

"At least they left our ride," 10k said as cheery as he could, trying to look at the bright side of things. We all stood to watch Warren as she jumped into the driver seat, ready to get this show on the road, turning the key that was surprisingly still in the ignition. However, our hope was quickly diminished when Warren turned the key, silence filling the air, the battery was dead. We all let out a frustrated sigh, Warren hitting the steering wheel. I couldn't help the eye roll as I sighed, turning, my forehead colliding with 10k's shoulder.

"Shit."

After Warren tried to start up the truck, to no avail, she got out, popping open the hood. She was quick to tell us what needed to be done. Cassandra getting the job of looking for another battery, my job being to look for any supplies that could be useful. 10k was in charge of keeping watch for any Zs.

As we all made our way to our new jobs, Cassandra went to the right, heading for the limo. I followed behind 10k as we went into the group of vehicles, searching for anything that we could.

10k went a couple cars ahead of me, keeping watch of the Zs. We hadn't seen any in awhile but I knew better than to think that we were alone. I took off my backpack, laying it down on the ground and leaning it against the back tire of the car that I was currently pilfering through. Looking through the back seat I had the door open, leaning across the seats. There were several blankets and old torn clothes all over the place, obviously like it had been abandoned a long time ago. Most of the mess that was here wasn't worth taking, food that was now rotten, empty water bottles with holes in the bottoms. However, things seemed to change when I accidently threw the floor mat to the side, trying to toss and old shirt to the side. Looking down at the ground there were several baggies there that had small white pills in it. Standing there and looking at them I picked one up before decided no matter that they were it would be better to take them now instead of leaving them. Thinking that maybe there would be more under the other mat I decided to look there as well, my thoughts quickly being confirmed. Being that those were the only things of use that I could find in this car I decided to shut the doors on this one and move onto the next. Shoving the ten or so baggies I found into my bag I backed out of the car. I threw my bag back on my shoulders, getting ready to shut the door, not worried about how hard I slammed the car door. However, before the door could fully shut I felt someone run up behind me, catching the door before it slammed. I saw 10k's hand reach out for the door, catching it, before his other hand reached around, covering my mouth. He barely shut the door, enough that it wouldn't make any noise, leaning down, whispering into my ear as quietly as he could, his hot breath running shivers down my spine.

"Don't make a sound," he said as he pulled me down slightly, so that we were crouching enough to be hidden by the car. Doing exactly as he said I turned slightly trying to get a look of what he was trying to hide us from. Not even having to look I knew it was a Z, the moaning and groaning giving away the zombie. Leaning back on the car I turned and looked at 10k, whispering to him as well.

"Why didn't you kill it?" I asked as I quietly got out my biggest knife in my boot.

"I didn't want to draw attention to any other Zs with my gun," he defended as the Z got closer, "Especially since we are out of ammo with no getaway car." I had to admit, that was a smart idea. As the Z got closer to the car I saw his feet just on the other side of the trunk. 10k grabbed my arm with one hand, the other around my waist to push me a little quicker as we backed around the front of the car. As we got to the other side the two of us peaked over the doors, looking through the windows to the other side. The Z was slowly making his way around, catching onto our scent.

"We need to do something," I said as I turned to 10k, trying to think of a plan as quick as I could, "I'll create a distraction, you run up behind him and give him mercy." I handed over the Muela Bowie knife I had in my hand to 10k. He looked down at it for a moment before taking the knife from my hand.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, looking at me with concern plastered on his face.

"Ummm," I started, peaking over the door, watching for the Z, "I haven't got that far yet." I turned to look at 10k, his face getting more and more worried the more I talked about my plan, "Don't worry, I can handle it doll face." I gave him a small smile, winking, trying to calm him down.

"Just be careful," he said quietly. The Z was getting closer and I knew we needed to put our new plan to work and fast. I was about to get up and leave when 10k reached out to me, grabbing the back of my head, his fingers entangling in my hair. Without warning 10k leaned over close to me, planting a kiss on my forehead. It was a sweet kiss, full compassion and affection.

I gave him a quick smile, placing my hand on his cheek, quickly pecking his other cheek before jumping up and putting my plan to work. As I jumped up I ran out from behind the safety of the car, waving my hands in the air.

"Look at me I'm a target," I yelled as I stopped and finally looked at the Z.. He was nasty looking, his clothes torn, flaps of skin and meat hanging off his face. He turned and looked at me just as he made it around the car, about to go after 10k. His head turned faster than I had expected it to, turning to look straight at me. I stood there frozen as the Z ran towards me. He was fast, faster than I had expected him to be. The only thing pulling me back into reality was hearing 10k yell my name. I turned and made a run for it, narrowly missing the grips of his undead hands.

"He is a lot faster than I expected," I yelled as I ran behind a car for cover again. He was quick to follow however, running around the car after me. I quickly jumped up on the hood of the car, trying to get out of his reach. However, once he realized I was unreachable he turned, 10k now locked in his sights. I grabbed the ax that Garnett had taken for me, getting ready for anything that was about to happen.

"10k, look out," I yelled as I jumped down off the car, running towards the Z. 10k had managed to hold him off the best he could, but the Z was too fast and too strong for only one person to take on. Running up behind the Z I drove my ax through his skull, blood splattering the two of us as he dropped to the ground with a loud thud. We both sighed, relieved that we had managed to kill the Z, with no damage to either of us. However, that seemed to be the end of the celebration when, from behind one of the cars, we heard what sounded like another Z, the moaning and groaning of the undead reaching our ears. I slowly turned around, looking over my shoulder to see another Z that had been attracted to the amount of noise we had been making. I huffed, frustrated that it seemed to be one shit storm after another. I reached for my ax, ripping it from the Z's skull, more blood and little bits of his head scattering the ground once again. I turned fully around, ready to take on another attack when all of a sudden I saw something flying by my shoulder, hitting the Z square in between the eyes. It took me a moment to realize it was my Muela Bowie knife that I had handed to 10k, him apparently throwing it with excellent execution. Instantly the Z dropped dead in his tracks. I turned around to 10k as he sighed, realized that the threat was really over this time.

"And why didn't you do that to the first one?" I asked sarcastically with a smile, walking over the Z that was in front of us, leaning down and pulling my knife from his face.

"I didn't think it would work," he joked, laughing slightly. However, it was short lived once again when all of a sudden the Z jumped up, not yet completely dead. I couldn't help the scream that escaped my lips as I jumped back momentarily before driving the knife through his skull again...and again, and again. I wanted to make sure he was actually dead this time, I was tired of the surprises. 10k walked over to me, helping me up.

"Are you ok?" he asked as he stood me straight in front of him, holding my shoulders.

"I'll be fine," I breathed as I placed my ax back on my belt loop, the knife back in my boot, "But for future reference, that doesn't work."

…..

Once 10k and I got back to the group, not finding many supplies, other that the drugs, we saw that Cassandra had managed to find a working satellite phone in the limo. 10k stayed back from the group, still on watch for anymore Zs after our little showdown. I walked up, standing next to Cassandra as Warren called Citizen Z. I was nervous to tell him that we had lost my brother but he was the NSA, if anyone could find him it would be him.

"We lost Murphy," she said just coming out with it. Warren never struck me as the type of person to sugar coat anything and just tell you how it is.

"Holy crap," he said over the phone, "That has the potential for great, permanent tragedy." Great….just great.

"We think he may be kidnapped by three civilians, motive unknown, but they are aware of Murphy's status," she explained. Sometimes I forgot that she was in the military, talking like she is now, hope was slowly starting to build in my mind. We had the military and the NSA on our side.

"Is he still alive?" Citizen Z asked in a panic, "Do you know if he is even still alive?" We all looked at each other, we really didn't know.

"As far as we know," Doc said quickly jumping to the rescue.

"He disappeared this morning, probably on I-70, going east or west in a brown utility truck," Warren said. She had an authority about her, keeping her cool even though the rest of us were panicking. After a few clicks of the keyboard heard over the radio, Citizen Z managed to come through for us.

"I see a brown utility truck headed east from your location about two hours ago," he said right before the radio went down. Before we could get any other information about the truck or the possibility of were my brother was the radio crapped out on us.

"Damn apocalypse," Warren said as she threw the phone back into the limo driver seat.

After our phone call with Citizen Z went out, Warren and Doc set to getting the battery out of the limo and into the truck. I stood watch with 10k and Cassandra as they got everything ready in the truck.

Once we heard the engine start, the three of us made our way back, throwing the few objects we still owned into the back. Doc and Warren sat up front, the rest of us in the back, me sitting in the middle.

As we made our way down the road, we all tried to keep a watch out the best we could for any signs that might lead us in the right direction. We stayed going straight down the road Citizen Z saw the truck on last. However, that road came to a split , one side still paved, the other turning into gravel looking like an old construction site.

"Which way you think?" Doc asked as he looked from outside to all of us in the truck.

"Right, down the gravel road," Cassandra said, voicing her opinion. We all turned and looked at her before looking to each other.

"I agree, off the beaten path, less eyes," I said voicing my opinion as well. Warren nodded her head, seemingly in agreement with the two of us.

"Alright, gravel it is," Warren said as she turned back around, turning the truck sharp to the right. We all bounced around on the rough road, not finding much of anything that pointed us in any direction, until the road forked once again.

We parked on top of the hill we had been driving up, to the left was what looked like water, to the right the road forked, a huge construction sign in between.

"Here we go again, another fork in the road," Doc said as we all got out of the truck. I was walking in between Doc and 10k, searching the ground for anything that might point us in the right direction.

"Hard to tell which way they went," Warren said as she lead the group. We all fanned out behind her, still searching for anything. Once again, Warren got out the radio she had, trying to contact Citizen Z, but failing to reach him.

"I'd say let's flip a coin but who has coins," Doc joked in his usual manner, trying to keep a dark situation light. Thinking for a moment, I remembered that I had actually picked up a few coins from the car I searched earlier.

"Think fast Doc," I said tossing a quarter to him. He laughed as he nodded his head saying he would pay me back one day. As we continued to look around I couldn't really distinguish anything from another. That was until I looked up, actually looking at the construction sign.

An arrow pointing to the right and text that read 'THIS WAY' continually flashed on the sign.

"Hey check this out," I said as I grabbed 10k's arm showing him what I had found. We all walked forward, trying to get a better look at it.

"Maybe it's a message from our guy," 10k said, voicing his opinion.

"It has to be," I said getting excited, "He did stuff like this all the time in school." We stood there for a moment longer, just trying to figure it out.

"He has to be saying they went that way," Cassandra said speaking up.

"Let's roll," Warren said as she turned back to the truck, the rest of us following close behind. As we made our way to the truck I followed behind 10k, sitting in the middle once again, Cassandra on my right.

We had been following the road for some time now, nothing out of the ordinary still. We all sat in silence as we stared out the window. I had my ax tucked between my legs, resting my hand on it, 10k's hand resting on my knee. I had been worried about my brother, 10k and the others picking up on my mood. However, everything seemed to change when we heard what sounded like a gunshot.

"Did you hear that?" Doc and I both yelled as we jumped up straight.

"Sounded like a gunshot," 10k said as he sat up straight too, looking out the window with more enthusiasm. Warren quickened her speed slightly, rushing down the road to find where the gunshot came from. As we rounded a corner and made our way down a hill we saw the truck parked and abandoned.

"Looks like they left the truck," I said as we came to a stop behind it.

"And we will do the same," Warren said as we all got out of the truck. I followed behind everyone, taking the left of the brown truck in front of us. Cassandra and 10k following behind me, but something was off, something just didn't feel right and I knew the others could feel it too.

"Is something wrong?" 10k asked as he stood in between Cassandra and myself.

"Always," we both said together, then almost as if on cue, the car alarm started going off. The three of us quickly turned around, aiming our guns at the noise. Warren quietly shut the door back as she nodded to the rest of us. It wasn't much longer when a couple Z came around the corner of the truck, Doc and Warren taking those out. Looking to my left I saw two more Z's headed our way, pulling out my Revolver from my thigh, taking out one of the two Z's out in one shot, 10k taking out the other.

"2,552," 10k said as he lowered his gun, turning to me, "Thanks for the warning."

"Anytime Dollface," I said as I patted his cheek smiling at him.

"They know we are coming now, we need to go," Warren said as she waved for us all to follow her. As we all followed her I made up the back of the group, turning around to Mercy the few stragglers that were left as we made it to the top of a small hill.

Walking down the gravel path we still didn't see much, no people or Z, however that changed when I saw a bright yellow jacket laying across a tree trunk.

"Look!" I yelled as I ran over to it, picking it up and looking it over.

"You think he left that on purpose?" Doc asked as they all joined me.

"He must have, like bread crumbs," I said as I threw his jacket back down on the ground again.

"He definitely didn't go willingly," Warren said as she got her gun out again, "We need to step it up."

"Ugh, I knew she would say that," Doc said, unhappy that we had to step up the speed. Warren and 10k stepped ahead of the ground as Doc walked on passed me. I turned to Cassandra as she signed, obviously uncomfortable and in pain.

"Are you ok?" I asked her as I walked up to her, the two of us bringing up the back of the group.

"I'll be ok, just a little sore," she said as she straightened up a little, pretending she didn't hurt as much as I know she did. She walked ahead of me slightly but I kept my eyes on her.

…..

As we continued to walk, we came across what looked like a warehouse just on the other side of the tree line. Warren decided to cut through the trees, checking out what it was.

As we walked through the trees, there was a small incline, the dirt soft enough we could slid down the hill. At the time that seemed like a good idea, until I misjudged, falling flat on my butt. I couldn't help the yelp that escaped my lips, reaching out for the closest person next to me, nearly pulling 10k down to the ground with me.

"Are you ok?" 10k asked as he grabbed my arm, helping me up and dusting my back off.

"Yea, my pride is hurt more than anything," I said, getting a smile out of 10k.

"What do you think it is," Doc asked as 10k and I made our way back to the group. Looking up finally, I saw what looked like a big building, some of it brick, the rest looked like sheet metal. However, the biggest obstacle where the Zs that surrounded the building. Some so fast that I had a hard time keeping up with them just watching.

"Looks like some kind of warehouse," Warren said as she got out her binoculars.

"Looks like some kind of manufacturer," Doc said as he took Warren's binoculars, "Mesa Pharmaceutical. Oh, there are Zs all over this place." As he watched what was going I watched the Zs as well, trying to figure out what we were going to do, how we were going to get through this, until Doc started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Warren asked as we all looked over to Doc.

"See for yourself," he said as he handed the binoculars back to her. As she looked through them I saw her eyebrows rise, a stunned look on her face.

"What is it?" Cassandra asked, seeing the same shocked look I did. Warren never said a word, only handing the binoculars over to Cassandra.

"Wow," was all that she said as she looked through them before turning and looking at Doc and Warren, now seeing what they were.

"What are you looking at?" 10k asked as he got frustrated that he didn't know what was being laughed about. I had to admit too, I was just as curious as Cassandra handed 10k the binoculars now.

"Apparently, the Zs got into the pharmaceuticals, some of them are on speed, but it looks like more than a few of them got into the viagra," Doc explained. I couldn't believe my ears, the Zs were doing what? Looking over at 10k he removed the binoculars, his eyes unbelievably wide in shock.

"I didn't even know what was possible," he said as he went to hand them to me next. I only shook my head and pushed them away from me, back towards their owner, Warren.

"No thank you, I am perfectly ok without the image in my head," I joked, getting a laugh only out of Doc.

"Kid, it's official, you have now seen it all," Doc said, shaking his head.

We all stood there for a moment trying to come up with a plan. We had to get my brother back, he was the last hope we had and frankly, I hadn't seen him in so long, I couldn't lose him again.

"Wait, is that Murphy?" I asked as I pointed over Doc's shoulder. As the rest of them looked over to where I was pointing, seeing someone walk through the Zs.

"What the hell is he doing down there?" Doc asked as he turned and looked over to Warren before back to the scene in front of him.

"The Zs must think he is one of them, that must be why they kidnapped him so they could get to the drugs," Warren explained. I had a feeling that would have been what it was about, using my brother to get something.

"Now, I like drugs as much as the next guy but there ain't enough dope in the world that will make me be down there with those Zs," Doc said.

"Especially those viagra Zs," I said, not even wanting to get a look up close or far away. Doc nodded his head as Warren pulled out her gun, saying that it was time we got the show on the road.

As we got closer to the warehouse, Warren and Doc took Cassandra as they went one way, 10k and I making our way down to the gate. As we got to the van that was sitting in front of it, we saw Zimmerman and the others standing there. I had out my Beretta, the only gun I had that had any ammo, not that it was much, only what I had I had in it. 10k was standing behind me as we watched them, debating on whether or not we should just off them now or let the Zs do. However, my dream of offing Zimmerman was quickly interrupted when a loud alarm started going off, causing me to jump slightly. 10k laid his hand on my shoulder, calming me down after the alarm. Ducking around the front of the truck again I looked to see where Zimmerman was, him not being at the gate anymore. As we rounded the corner of the van and towards the gate, Warren and the others joined us once again. As we all snuck onto the grounds we followed Zimmerman close enough that we didn't lose them but didn't get caught, at least not yet.

After we managed to sneak inside it was easy enough to find where everyone was with all the yelling that was happening. Once we walked into the room the first thing that I noticed was all the boxes that were stacked high up, way over my head. The second being my brother as he walked down a flight of stairs as Zimmerman was yelling at him.

"Murphy," I whisper as I almost ran passed everyone, running around the corner just as Zimmerman pulled his gun on Murphy. Without thinking I immediately pulled out my Beretta, aiming it for Zimmerman's head.

"Put down the gun," I said as I made my way closer to him, the others behind me holding up their guns as well.

"Not going to happen, you need to turn around and get out of here before I kill your big ticket," Zimmerman said as he continued to hold his gun in Murphy's face.

"You shoot him and I'll kill you before he has a chance to hit the ground," I said as I took another step closer, Warren walked slightly ahead of me, trying to keep me cool.

"You do that and how will you get out of here?" She asked as she took control of the situation again.

"We can drive, don't know what you folks will do," Zimmerman said with such an attitude that made me want to shoot him right between the eyes. Right at the same time three Zs came out of nowhere, attacking Zimmerman's henchmen, the two of them dropping almost immediately. However, that only meant that we were next, 10k and I immediately teaming up back to back. As he covered on entrance I covered the other, Cassandra helping me out. I knew she needed all the help she could get, her leg was getting worse, and fast. However, I ran out of ammo fast, having to resort to my ax, placing my gun back on my back belt loop. As the last few Zs straggled in Doc and I both mercied them, my ax sinking through its skull easily enough.

"Well, now that that is over we are right back where we started," Zimmerman yelled, grabbing our attention. As I turned around I saw that he had Murphy at the top of the stairs, a gun to his head once again, "Once again you are on the losing end."

"Murphy," I said as I went to run up the stairs, 10k grabbing my arm pulling me back, knowing that if I tried to Zimmerman was probably crazy enough to shoot me.

"Actually this is totally different," Murphy said, not seeming that worried that he had a gun to his head. Almost immediately Zimmerman let him go, dropping his gun. I stared in amazement, but something was wrong.

"You're weak Zimmerman," Murphy said turning on him. This was a side of Murphy that I had never seen before, Zimmerman then pointed his gun at himself, aiming right under his chin. Was Murphy doing this?

"What is going on?" I asked, grabbing 10k's hand, tight, worried about what was happening in front of us.

"Should we stop them?" Doc asked almost as worried as I was.

"Only if he points that gun at Murphy," Warren said as she pointed her gun at Zimmerman just in case he decided to try something funny.

"You were going to kill me and the other, pathetic," Murphy said as he leaned forward over Zimmerman, trying to intimidate the man. And honestly, he was a little scary, watching him like this.

"It's the apocalypse," Zimmerman said with a shaky voice as Murphy turned and walked down the stairs.

"The apocalypse would be better without you," he said.

"Murphy what are you doing?" I asked as I let go of 10k, pushing passed the group to talk to my brother.

"Me? Nothing," he said as he came to a stop in front of me, closing his eyes for a moment. At that same time Zimmerman above us pulled the trigger, blowing his brains all over the door behind him, his body slumping to the ground, causing me to jump slightly. I stared up at my brother, knowing he had something to do with it, but he never said anything else to me. Only continued to stare at me, like he was trying to figure out how to intimidate me as well. The only thing pulling me to the real world was 10k placing his hand on my shoulder, pulling me closer to him, away from my brother who had just killed a man.

"Help me with the door," 10k said as we walked to the other side of the warehouse as everyone else piled into the new van. Walking over to one side of the door, 10k on the other, we opened the door for the van, Warren starting it up and pulling out after she gave Zimmerman Mercy.

As 10k and I threw open the the doors to the van, Doc was checking Cassandra leg, it looking worse, more than just infected. Once the both of us got into the van and got settled I looked around to the group. If I was honest we were falling apart, Hayley was gone, Garnett was gone, Mack and Addy were who knows where and now Cassandra and my brother. I didn't know what was wrong with Murphy but I knew it wasn't good and it wasn't going to end well.