Hi everybody! Sorry that it's been a while, real life got to me :/ but we're all good now because I'm getting this chapter to ya! Let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns all of this. No infringement intended.

Inspired by The Walking Dead.

"Hi," the small voice says from my side. I turn my head and come face to face a boy no older than six years old.

"Hi," I respond, pushing myself up in the bed and stretching my arms over my head.

"I'm Alex." He had shaggy reddish hair and bright green eyes. A little button nose and two dimples. This kid was adorable.

"Nice to meet you Alex, I'm Bella." I smiled at him before stepping down onto the ground and standing straight up. I reached my arms out for the kid, to which he jumped straight into them.

I set him on my hip before looking at his face. "What are you doing in here?"

He shrugged, "I got bored."

"Hmm," I moaned, sitting back down on the bed and placing him in my lap. "Can I do anything to help with that?"

"We can talk I guess." He placed his head in his hands and stared up at me with his bright eyes. I couldn't help but smile at this kid.

"Alright. Where did you come from anyways?" I asked. I hadn't remembered meeting this little boy, and I think that I would have remembered him if I had. He was too cute not to remember.

"I was in the living room," he said, nodding his head towards the bedroom door.

"How long have you been here?"

He sighed, "I don't know. I think last night, but it feels like it's been forever."

"Who did you come here with?" He played with the necklace that was around my neck. It was one that my dad had given to me when I graduated high school, a simple pendent on the chain, but I loved it.

"Well," he dragged the word out as he thought about it, "there was my dad, and my aunt, and my uncle, and my grandparents."

"Where are they now?" I asked, watching him play with the necklace. Something so simple seemed to make him happy. Maybe it was taking his mind off of everything. I wonder if he even know what was happening.

"I don't know. They made me stay inside while they went out to do something. But I got bored, so I came in here."

I nodded my head and bounced him on my lap.

"Is there anything in particular that you wanted to talk about?"

He shrugged, "I don't really know. You're really pretty though."

I laughed, "Well, thank you bud."

"You remind me of my mommy." He said it with so much simplicity. Yet the words held so much more than that. His mom? Where was his mom?

"Where's she at?" I asked in a whisper. I didn't want to bring up something that could potentially be very bad.

"She's up in heaven. That's what daddy tells me at least."

I bit my lip. I wasn't sure what to say to this kid.

"That's where my sister is." My words were quiet, I wasn't sure that he had even heard them, until he turned his face to look up into my eyes. Then he wrapped his arms around my neck as my eyes filled with tears. He hugged me tightly as some of them spilled out of my eyes and ran down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Miss Bella."

"I'm sorry about your mom, too," I told him, giving him a little extra squeeze.

He pulled away from my and set his little hands on my cheeks. He helped wipe away my tears all the while smiling at me. This kid was something special.

"Alex?" A panicked voice yelled from outside of the room. "Alex! Where are you? Alex?"

There were rushed footsteps, and more shouts before Alex hopped off my lap and ran to the door.

"Dad!" He screamed as he pulled the door open. I looked out the doorway as his father spun around and ran towards his son. Dropping to his knees and pulling him in for a hug.

"I told you to stay in the living room." His father muttered as he pulled away from him. Alex shrugged.

"I got bored."

The dad sighed, "Alex, please, buddy. I just need you to listen when I tell you to do something, okay?"

"Okay." Alex's voice had grown more quiet and it made me upset.

"I'm sorry. If I would have known I would have taken him back out there," I said as I stood up from the bed. His dad's eyes flashed up to my own, as he stood up from the ground.

"It's fine," He snapped. He held his hand out for Alex, who placed his little one in his fathers, before they walked back into the living room.

I sighed, knowing that I had made him angry.

I followed them out to the living room, to see everybody, plus a few new people, sitting around talking. When my dad saw me, he rose from his chair and wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. His eyes were red rimmed, and I knew that mine had to look similar. He held me tight and kissed the top of my head before letting go.

"You doing alright?" he asked, pushing a piece of my hair behind my ear.

I shrugged, "As alright as I can, I guess."

He nodded in understanding but didn't say anything further. Looking around the room, I noticed that Gracie was on Jessica's lap. She was clapping her hands and smiling, without a care in the world.

I sat down next to my dad on the couch and pulled my feet up under me.

"Hi," A girl said from next to me. She was one of the new people that I didn't recognize. She had long blonde hair that had been pulled back into a high ponytail. She had ice blue eyes and the most natural red lips.

"Hi," I responded. Looking her over from head to toe. She had on a pair of jeans that had holes in the knees, and a pair of work boots on. She had a flannel shirt that had the sleeves rolled up. She looked tough.

"I'm Rosalie. You can call me Rose though." She smiled and I couldn't help but smile back.

"Bella."

"Nice to meet you."

I made a face, thinking about our situation. "Yeah, you too." She laughed, totally understanding why I made the face. "Hey, can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, of course."

"What exactly happened last night? You know, after my, uh, sister, and everything?"

She looked down, obviously feeling uncomfortable with the mention of my dead sister. "Well, we had heard your gunshots, so we raced over there as fast as we could. We knew that the sound would just draw more walkers here. When we pulled up we knew that we needed to block the entrance of the gate. So, Edward, Emmett and I hopped out to start helping kill those things. And Esme and Carlisle managed to maneuver our two cars to block off most of the opening."

"Has anything else happened since?"

"Well, we took care of the ones that were still inside the yard. And then we moved another car over to block a small gap that wasn't already covered. And we managed to kill the ones that were on the other side of the cars. We burned the bodies, which we thought would attract more of them, but none have shown up." She paused and looked around the room, "We've just been trying to make everything more secure around here."

I nodded, taking everything she had said in. There was a lot to process. And I guess we had added more people to our group. Which was a good thing. They had already helped us a lot. Without them, who knows what would have happened last night.

"Who are the people you mentioned?" I asked, spotting two other newcomers in the living room, but not sure which was which.

She jerked her thumb at the guy next to her, "This is Emmett, my husband." He said hello and I responded before he turned back to resume his chat with my father. "Over there is Carlisle. He's Emmett's dad. You met Alex, and then his dad Edward. Edward is Carlisle's other son. And their mom Esme is laying down somewhere." Carlisle waved at me from across the room and I smiled back at him.

"So, you're all related?" I asked, before she nodded.

"Yeah, plus we were all together when everything went down, so it just made it a lot easier."

We sat and continued to talk for a long time. The other people around the room were talking about strategies. About how to survive here in this house. I tried to block them out, talking about surviving just didn't sit right with me, right now at least.

"So, what did you all do before this all happened?" I asked Rose.

"Well, I was a mechanic. Emmett was a history teacher and baseball coach. Esme worked with a lot of different charities. Carlisle was a doctor. And then Edward had just gotten back from being overseas."

"Army?"

She nodded.

"Carlisle's a doctor, huh? Well, that will come in handy. I should probably talk to him about that."

"Why?" she asked, looking over at her father-in-law before flashing her eyes back at me.

"Oh, I was a nurse."

She laughed before shaking her head. "He'll love that."

Jessica handed me Gracie as she headed to go take a nap. I bounced the baby girl on my lap and talked to her in baby voice. She kept giggling and mumbling things to me. She was usually a pretty quiet toddler, but today she was full of words.

"Auntie Bewwa!" She yelled out, clapping her hands together. She smiled a bright smile at me and I leaned down to kiss her on the cheek.

"Can I play with her?" A little voice asked from my side. I looked over to see Alex standing there.

I nodded, "Of course." I scooted down so I was sitting on the floor and set Gracie next to him. I laughed as he kept trying to play games with there that were way over her head.

Rose stood up a couple moments later, and somebody else sat down in her spot.

He leaned down to whisper in my ear, "I'm sorry about earlier. It just freaked me out when I didn't see him. I shouldn't have been rude to you. But I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

He leaned back and didn't say another word.

This guy was going to have to open up somehow.