Its been nearly a year since the first zombie reared its ugly head just outside a research facility in Philadelphia. It hadn't taken long for the outbreak to spread world wide. Rumour had it island nations were safe zones but Puck and his band of misfits weren't entirely convinced.

They were beginning to run low on supplies in the small town they had taken refuge in. This was the reason he, Kurt, Rachel and Quinn had packed one of the SUVs they had managed to find and drive to the next town over. They'd left Blaine, Brittney, Mike, Tina and Mercedes at the house they'd secured to keep it from being taken over by another group of survivors.

Puck pulled the SUV into a tight alley way near a grocery store, well hidden from prying eyes and any zombie.

"C'mon, we gotta make this quick, we left too late in the day for this and I want to be back at the house before it gets dark. Kurt, Rachel you're with me, Quinn can you keep an eye on the car?"

Quinn just nodded.

Since the apocalypse had started Quinn had become quite introverted, almost a shell of her former self and barely saying a word to anyone.

"Where to first?" Kurt asked as he checked that he had ammo in the gun he was holding.

"Food and water, then gas," Puck replied.

Puck wasn't really sure why they followed his lead, sure he had made the first kill but beyond that he was kind of stumped.

"We are going to need more clothes soon. Its starting to get really cold at night again," Rachel told him.

"If we come across any we can stop but that's not priority."

Puck left the alley with Kurt and Rachel following closely behind him.

"I really hope we find more than we did on the last sun, I don't think I can handle eating Raman noodles any longer," Kurt grumbled.

Puck rolled his eyes, it was the end of the world what did he want a banquet? Puck always seemed to get stuck with Kurt, Rachel and their constant whining. If the end of the world hadn't come and he had a choice, he probably would never have spoken to them again.

He'd made no secret to the fact that he was mad at them. Not just because they were annoying, but because of what they had done to Santana. Yeah it had been over a year ago, but she had completely disappeared a week after they had kicked her out.

He had heard all about it from Finn who had been the last to see her in person. She had walked out of that hotel room and no one had seen her since.

The last person to hear anything from her had been Mercedes, she had gotten a text from Santana asking if she could move in with her in LA and the reason behind leaving New York.

Mercedes had jumped on a plane the next day. That's how they'd all ended up together, they had all made their way out to New York to fight for Santana. That and to give Kurt and Rachel a piece of their minds. Like who even kicks a friend out in in NY because said friend was looking out for them.

Puck could feel himself getting mad again so he took a deep breath "Kurt, shut…"

"Do you hear that?" Rachel cut him off.

"Hear what?" Puck asked, not liking to be interrupted.

"Shhh!"

All three strained their ears listening for whatever Rachel had heard. Praying it wasn't a zombie.

"Thought it would be over by now, but it wont stop

Thought that I would self destruct, but I'm still here

Even in my years to come, I'm still gone be here"

Pucks eyes widened in shock, he would recognise that voice anywhere. He looked at the duo standing next to him. They had the same look he imagined he had on his own face.

He took off running towards the singing. Turning around another corner he spotted the very skinny, dark haired girl.

Puck hadn't smiled like this since Dooms Day.