"I'm not buying it." Patrick said.

"What?" Jean asked.

"The little story about them being locked in a bunker for 6 years. We don't know who they are and now we're following them in a line like a bunch of chickens."

"Geese." Martin corrects him.

"What?"

"Geese walk in a line, not chickens."

"Why are we following them? Just because they claim to know where there's food? Just look at her. She has no idea where she's going." Martin moves to speak with Simone.

"How far is it?" Simone looks at him briefly before turning away.

"We'll be there before nightfall"

"How. . . How did you find the bunker?" Simone looks at Martin.

"What do you mean?"

"What's your connection to Apollon?" Could Bella's father have found one of these? Could he still be out there somewhere, looking for her? Simone scoffs and looks away from him. "What is it? Huh? Were you there when the rain fell?"

"We don't know anything"

"So maybe you don't know that everybody died when the rain came? And that those who didn't die right away had time to infect a hell of a lot of others before they died." Simone looks up as she takes inn his words, shocked.

"So, how did you manage to survive? Huh? Who are you anyway?"

"Listen to me." Martin bent down fixing his boots. "They're hungry. So find the food before they get desperate." More so before Beatrice does and sinks her teeth into your brother I doubt she'd have any trouble. Simone looks at Rasmus worried about what these stranger might do.

"We need to get to shelter before dark. It's your responsibility to find the bunker before sunset."

"My only responsibility is to Mus."

"Ok. Just remember one thing. I'll shoot the both of you if you endanger the group." And if you endanger Bella I won't hesitate for a second. "Understood?"

Simone takes a breath. "It's this way."

"What are you looking at?"

"The trees." Rasmus says looking up breathlessly.

"Trees are just trees." Beatrice responds

"I haven't seen them in six years." Rasmus tell her. "I knew someone before the rain. She told me life could be found in everything." His mind goes back to that day. Simone asked Donna to watch him when their parents left her to babysit him because she wanted to go to the movies though originally she had said he could watch himself as the two of them went out. Donna had refused and said she would watch him. She had taken him to the park for a picnic after letting him help make lunch and bake peanut butter cookies. He remembers them laying down on the blanket underneath a large tree's shade after filling up on sandwiches and cookies. She had been staring up at the cloudy sky with a smile. And he asked why.

"Tell me what you see and hear Rasmus. Tell me what you feel."

"I see the sky and the leaves on the trees and I hear the other kids playing. I can feel the blanket?"

Her head turned and she smiles at him. "Close your eyes." He does and he hears her take a deep breath. "Now, I'm going to point it out and you nod your head if you agree?" He nods, smile wide on his face. "Can you hear the birds chirping? Feel the wind against your face and rustling your hair? How about the leaves brushing against each other as the wind blows? The ducks at the pond quacking? And the grass tickling your feet?" his mouth drops open a little because he can. He opens his eyes and looks at her.

"Why couldn't I do that before?"

"You were only looking not seeing. Hearing but not listening. Feeling only what was obvious to you but ignoring what you consider everyday. Everything around us is living, Rasmus. From us, to those ducks, and the birds to the trees which never stop growing, the grass which only gets longer until it's cut and even the wind. Everything has a soul, Rasmus and if you pay enough attention you can hear it, feel it, all around."

Beatrice looks at all the trees around them and scoffs. "That's stupid, they're just trees. Though I guess if I hadn't seen them in years I might be the same way." She adds quickly to make him more comfortable around her, upset that she hadn't been more careful with her words. Clearly just smiling and a bit of flirting wasn't going to work.

"Have you always been with them?" Rasmus asks her, changing the subject.

"It's best you don't get to know me." She tells him knowing he won't be able to help asking and he does. "So you won't be upset when I die." She gives a small smile as she meets his eyes before looking away.

"That's a weird thing to say." Rasmus tells her falling back slightly.

"Stop." Martin says from a few feet ahead of them. "Fuck!"

"What is that?" Rasmus asks.

"Down! Down! Down!" Martin orders. "Patrick." he whispers and sees him remove a large metallic mesh attached to his bag. They spread it wide covering all of them as they stay low to the ground.

"What's going on?" Simone asks. "What?!" Martin shushes her.

"Who are they?" Rasmus asks.

"They drive around collecting survivors. If they get you, you're finished" Beatrice tells him face only inches away as she pushes close to him.

"The drone is coming out." Martin says. "It's heat-seeking."

"What?" Simone asked looking at him. They wait and then the two strangers chase after a women who screams. Martin tell everyone to move now that they're distracted. "Let's go that way. We can catch up with them."

"No. We're getting out of here."

"But we have to do something."

"No we don't. Let's go." As the others move Beatrice looks at Simone. A plan already forming. This girl reminds me of Belle. That will remind Lea of her too. If she stays, so does her brother. If I stay Lea will and with her so will the others. It might also make Lea trust me again. "What kind of animals are you?"

"There's only two of them." Beatrice says causing the others to pause in confusion, especially Martin.

"What?"

"So we can help her."

"No, we can't. We're leaving." He narrows his eyes, watching her. I don't know what you're up to but it's not happening.

"Then I'll do it." Beatrice says, turning around and pulling Simone along. "Come on."

"Martin, if that was Bella . . ." Comes from Lea hesitantly.

"Shit." He chases after the three, the others sticking close. They finally catch up and Martin shoots the two men down.

"Are you ok?" Beatrice asks as she runs forward until she sees the stream of black the woman is trying to climb out of. Her legs wet with the dark liquid poison.

Martin moves closer taking in the area when he sees the remains of a horse. Flesh and meat still mostly present meaning it had died recently. Most likely in the past week or two going by its missing leg and the missing innards that had clearly been eaten by some other animal. What stands out more so however is the fact that the horses head is partially underwater meaning it died either drinking the blackened water or traversing it. He knows animals can survive the infection though they spread it but the dark coloring and the animal itself means the woman will not. "Everything's ok." The strange woman whimpers standing. "I just want to go home to my family and my children." She gasps fearfully as Martin raises the gun. "No!" He shoots her in the head sending blood and brain matter splattering the tree behind her. Martin takes a breath before turning to Patrick quickly.

"Check them."

"What have you done?" Simone asks him, unable to look away from the woman's body, Rasmus staring at him fearfully.

"She was infected. She was dead as soon as her foot was in the water." Martin says as he turns to face her. "Take a look around you. What do you see?" He waits a moment as Simone looks at him blankly. He nods his head towards the horse. "See the horse. The rain doesn't kill animals but it does infect them. But look at its positioning, the way the head is bent as though it was drinking before falling over. Look at the water in the stream, it's black. That isn't because of mud, it's the virus. If that woman even made it to wherever home is, she'd have killed her family and her children Now which way? Huh? Which way are we going?"

"We-uh. We have to get across the stream." Simone stutters pointing out the route they need to take.

"Why isn't he wearing any boots? Why haven't you got any boots?"

"None fit me." Rasmus tells him.

"So take theirs."

"I'm not wearing those."

"Why not? Why not?!"

"They're bloody"

"Oh, they're bloody? Ok." Martin responds sarcastically.

"Th-they're too small." Simone interjects as Martin goes to speaks again, all the while her words go ignored.

"Jean, for fuck's sake tape some bags to his fucking feet. Patrick have you found something useful?"

"Some ammo and this bag."

"Take it. Let's go before the rain starts. We'll head to camp for the night." He really had been hoping they would have found the bunker beforehand so he could have something to show for the day. Instead he wasn't just going back empty-handed but with two more mouths to feed. Ida will never let me hear the end of it.

The Camp [Abandoned Pre-school]

"Wait here. I'll secure the area." He went ahead doing a quick glance making sure all looked as it had before the group had found the siblings in the bunker. "Its safe." He called out moments later.

"Don't look that way Mus." The blonde said turning the tall teens head away from the school's playground of children's bodies that were left to decay in the spots the rain had killed them and he wanted to scoff. "Stay close to me. Always, ok." Though it was made to sound somewhat like a question it was anything but and he knew it though he wondered if the boy did. He sent his group in first, they'd be able to warn Bella and Ida of their guests. They'd be ready and so would he if they tried anything while the others were ahead. "Let's shut down for the night. We'll make the tables into beds." He said walking towards what was once a school cafeteria.

"Not necessary. I managed to find some old cots. We'll just need to grab a couple extra for our new additions. We also found blankets in the gym." Bella speaks from one of the tables Ida and herself had moved to the side to make room for the cots. "The waters finished distilling and dinner is made. There were a quite a box full of pastas. Hope you like mac-n-cheese. We have a lot of it." She stands as Martin moves forward and pulls her into his arms pressing a light kiss to her lips.

"I love anything you make." He whispers into her ear.

"Windows are secured." Ida spoke as she looked over Patrick.

"Good. Patrick what did we get?"

"Let's see what we got. A drone and this box." Patrick throws the drone up into the air but it falls back down into his hands. "Well, this shit doesn't work."

"Can we do anything?" Simone speaks from where she and Rasmus stand at the doorway.

"No, just keep out of the way. You need to change your clothes. You can't run around in that. And you need proper footwear." He tells Rasmus as he notices how his eyes are focused on his lover's perky ass and he grits his teeth. "Bella?" He calls looking to her and Simone follows his line of sight as the small red head with her hair braided into a crown turns their way and shock covers her face as she takes them in.

"Donna." Rasmus whispers reverently. Martin's head snaps to look at him.

"How?"

"Ras?" She looks at the tall young man standing in front of her and then the short haired blonde next to him. "Rasmus and Simone Andersen?"

"Shit." Martin whispers

"Holy fuck." Is all that eaves Ida's mouth, as the others watch on.

"Donna." Simone walks forward and leaps at her pulling her into her arms and holding on tightly. She never thought she would see her again.

"Donna?" Rasmus' voices and she pushes Simone away lightly before taking in the sight of him and how he much he had changed before opening her arms to him, Rasmus immediately stepping forward and pressing her into his larger frame. Shocks rush through them both. Rasmus holding her tighter. Beatrice meanwhile can only think one thing. Of course, isn't she always the fucking reason I can't seem to get a handle on things so they get done right?

"So this is that Rasmus." Martin says dryly. He could see that the kid clearly still had that old crush on his flower. He didn't necessarily blame him. She was beautiful with her long red hair, vibrant green eyes, petite body with generous curves, and the cutest smile with full plump lips that brought out her dimples.

"Wait so you're?" Simone looks between the two. "Her, with you?" Martin looked at her clearly offended but he knew from his talks with Bella at how Simone's behavior confused her and from photos long forgotten that the girl had been half in love with her. It seemed Bella couldn't help attracting both Andersen siblings. He just hoped they wouldn't get any ideas then again from the look in Bella's eyes as she looked at Rasmus he wondered if they needed to talk about things. He wouldn't lose her.

"Bella, love." She looks over to Martin. "Think you might be able to round up some boots for him." She looks down at Rasmus' feet and sees them wrapped in plastic bags.

"I'll deal with it. Looks like you're coming along with me."

"H-How do you know Martin?" Rasmus asks as they move down the halls.

"Don't you remember?" She looks back at him. "I've been dating Martin since before well all this. You still have the backpack I gave you." She smiles at him.

"I still believe." He tells her and she leads him into an empty classroom.

"Good. That makes things easier." She walks to one of the cubbies and grabs the small children boots.

"Those are way to small."

"Rasmus! I though you said you believed in me?" She says teasingly and he laughs, nodding to her. " ~Engorgio~ " She says as she waves her hands over it and it grows. " ~Finite~" She says with a flick of her wrists. "Try this. How do they feel?"

"They're great."

"Good. ~Impervius~ That'll make them waterproof but you should till be careful. Now, we really should get back if we plan on eating anything tonight. We'll get you a change of clothes once the rain stops."

"You got guts."

"What are you talking about?" Simone asks.

"Not the smartest place to pee." Patrick tell her.

"What are you talking about? It's a toilet."

"Exactly. A hotel for bugs." He says looking back at her through the mirror.

"Why are you like that"

"Why am I like what?" He turns around, crossing his arms

"Like angry with us, me and Rasmus. We're actually trying to help you find food. We haven't done anything to you."

"Not yet."

"What do you think we'll do?"

"I don't believe for a second that you and your brother just twiddled your thumbs in that tiny bunker for six years. But if you did, you're gonna fuck it up for the rest of us. Everyone like you is dead, now."

"Clearly not, Donna's here." She points out.

"Belle has us to take care of her when her heart gets too big and she lets in people even when she knows she shouldn't." He walks away from her but before leaving pauses to say one last thing. "And its been six years, that's a lot of time for a person to change. I doubt you know her as well you think you do."

~~LEMON~~LEMON~~LEMON~~LEMON~~LEMON~~LEMON~~LEMON~~

Later That Night

"Martin, everyone's asleep." Donna's voice whispered into the dark and he could hear movement as they left the room. He looked to his side finding Simone still asleep. He waited a bit, questioning if he should before moving to follow them. "Martin." Donna's voice was low and heady. He felt his member hardening at her moans as he moved to look around the corner.

Her undershirt was pulled down revealing her breasts to him as she grinded down on Martin's lap, her head rolled back. Martin's mouth latched onto the nipple and she groaned at his teasing. "Bella." He stood holding her by her thighs and she groaned as gravity pulled her down further, burying him even deeper into her body. He sat her on the desk behind her and laid her down. Pushing in and out of her and her head turned to the side. Her emerald green eyes catching Rasmus' steel blue for a moment before they closed as she released a gasp of pleasure at Martin's thrusting hitting that sweet spot inside her. Surely it was just her imagination brought about by her worrying they'd be caught. "You're being quite naughty, not paying attention in my class Ms. Winther." He said before licking his lips and pressing a kiss to hers. "I'm Ve-ry Dis-a-poin-ted." He thrusted into harder at every syllable, rocking her body back.

"AHH! I'm sorry, Professor Kirk." She lifted herself up, thighs trembling as her core fluttered around him. He hand caressing his cheek as the other slid along his chest before sliding around and down the side of his back before her nails dug into his ass pressing him slightly closer. They both moaned as Martin continued his shallow thrusts.

"Bella, I." She hushed him pressing a kiss to his lips before pushing him back, removing him from her and sliding off the table, wet and sticky with her fluids. She kneeled down in front of him, a hand covered by his own trailing along his mid-section as she took him into her mouth, moaning at the taste of them combined on his flesh.

Each of them reaching their release. Martin from her mouth wrapped around him and the sweet sounds released from it. Bella from his taste exploding upon her tongue as her fingers pressed against her bundle of nerves. Rasmus by his hand as he watched on from behind the corner, imaging her hands, her mouth, her wrapped around him. Rasmus never realized that his own gasps had grown loud enough to be heard by Martin.

"I love you, my sweet poison, my Belladonna." She looks up at him as he bend to kneel next to her and kisses her.

"I love you, my soldier, my Ares." she sighs against his lips in happiness.