Sorry guys! When I uploaded yesterday, I thought I finished the sequence with Billy and Mark, but it must not have all copied! So here's the rest of it, with some more! Thank you so much for everything guys! This story is turning out beautifully only because I have you as an audience.

Turns out, the two strangers were hungry. So, Bella gave them what was left of their normal provisions. Sophia and Ren sat off to the side, both of the men were only paying attention to Bella. The two kids were given the 'boiled spinach' to keep them quiet, and they nervously watched the men interact with their guardian.

"Billy, give our girl here a swig of that." Mark laughed boisterously, pointing to the bottle that currently sat between his buddy's lips. The strong stench of alcohol had quickly consumed their camp, and the red faced man gave Bella the brown bottle.

"Why, thank you for your kindness." Bella grinned, showing a full smile before she took a drink. It was odd, watching Bella, she seemed to have dropped her careful attitude now, instead, she gladly spoke with the men. They both got increasingly closer to her, throwing their arms around her waist, touching her hair.

"No problem honey. See with a few carefully placed words, any girly like you will follow men. It's just your place." The big man's grin was sickening, and Sophia whimpered quietly into Ren's shoulder.

"What is your sister doing?" Careful not to draw attention to herself, she watched Ren's face for any sign that he knew what she was doing.

"I don't know," He whimpered, they were far enough out from the campfire that the cold was seeping into their bones. "But, we have to trust her, she knows what she's doing." As he spoke, Mark forced Bella into a kiss. She pulled away quickly, and grabbed the leaves from the ground, presenting them to the men.

"Here, try these, they're better than any drug. I was planning on sneaking them without the kids around, but, now might just do the trick." She held up the leaves they had planned on using as fuel for the fire, and picked one off the stem and put it in her mouth.

Sophia looked at Ren, who shared her confused look. The men, without question popped a few in their mouths, laughing about something only they understood. Bella held out a few more to them, her offering.

In no time, they were shoveling the leaves down, laughing the entire time. They slowly became more confused, groggy. Billy fell to the ground first, Mark followed after only a moment, then Bella spit out a leaf and rubbed the slobber from the mens' kisses from her lips.

"Get up, pack your bags. We need to get out of here, now." Bella pulled the two into her embrace, breathing out a sigh of relief, no stench of alcohol on her breath. "I'm sorry if I worried you. I had to play them." Bella nodded, tears in her eyes as she hugged her in return.

As Bella backed up, on her mission to get her things, Sophia noted the fact that white goo was oozing out from the stranger's mouths, their eyes wide open.

By the time Ren and Sophia had their things all packed up, they failed to notice the holes in the men's heads, preventing them from turning zombie. They left in a hurry, careful to make no noise, more suspicious of the world around them.

- - Sophia- -

A few days later, the group had found a small shed, inside were what had been two horse stalls, now, just a few bales of hay, a few blankets, an empty water trough, and a few brooms.

"Alright, we'll sleep here for the night, and in the morning, we'll figure out where to go next." Bella quickly helped them lay out the blankets over the bales of hay, setting up some of the most comfortable bedding Sophia has had in awhile. Hunger was biting at her stomach, but didn't dare say a word, after seeing those two men poisoned… that was a terrifying image in her mind. They had been running non stop, barely stoping to sleep, and certainly not to eat. Not to mention, all their food had already been consumed.

So, Sophia curled up that night, exhausted, hungry, and scared. But, at least it was warm. Lying awake, Ren quickly fell asleep, his soft snores lulled the room into a peaceful quiet, but not too quiet. Bella had placed the trough in front of the doors, it was heavy enough that any walker wouldn't be able to push through, and any human would be discouraged to come in. Bella was sound asleep, closest to the door, like she was their shield. Her hair was pulled into a braid, one that Sophia had done for her when she had complained of it getting in her face.

Silently, Sophia wished that she had her doll, her mom, anything to remind her of home. It was scary moving every day, seeing the husks of what used to be people walk around after death, trying to eat other people. She could remember the first walker they had seen. It had been a horrific sight.

It happened in the middle of the night. Sophia was sound asleep, when her mom came into her room, shaking her awake. As quietly as possible, Carol spoke, her kind voice urgent.

"Sophia, honey. Pack a bag, full of clothes, be quick." Confused, Sophia nodded, but got up anyways. Her mom ran out of the room, and soon her father could be heard yelling.

Throwing her favorite clothes in the bag, she stopped when she spotted her doll on the bed, next to the unmade covers. Stopping, she set the bag down, scrambling to fix the sheets. Father always hated it when they were messy, she didn't want her mom to get in trouble for it. After making her bed, she grabbed her doll, and turned to the door, just in time for Carol to rush in, and escort her out the door. They all had a bag on their back, her mom had three others, each were filled with food from the kitchen.

"Come on, let's go." Carol went first, walking down the stairs carefully, dragging Sophia along behind her, while her father made up the rear. She could still smell the stink of alcohol on him, a scent that never seemed to fade. Yes, sometimes it would smell a little different, depending on if he had a different bottle or can, but the underlying scent of chemicals still remained.

Stuck in thought, Sophia didn't realize her mother had opened the front door, until a small eek of surprise came from her mom. On the porch, Sophia saw the first undead.

It was their neighbor, Mrs. Havver. She was nice, she always gave Sophia candy if her dad wasn't home, and let her pet her dogs. It was like she was gasping for air, her eyes were a deep red, some blood was on her clothes, mainly on the left side where some of her skin was missing.

Carol slammed the door.

"Let's go through the garage."