Back by popular demand, here's the next chapter. Special thanks to Hashimerr for asking me to continue. Otherwise, I would've left this story right were it is.

Part 2: City Limits

…Should he follow him?...

…probably not.

…what should he do?...

Why in hell did he feel like this?

For hours he ruminated, thinking about it over and over. Lying in the bed he tossed the covers and stared at the ceiling. It had been hours past since he was supposed to be at work, but he didn't care.

Kevin had come into his life, disrupted his entire methodological way of living and left just as abruptly. That bastard hadn't even left a note.

What was he supposed to think?

"I've gotta stop acting like a chick." he mumbled to himself. Rising from the unkempt mattress, he assembled some clothes and entered the bathroom. Hot water sprayed from the shower head as the warmth caressed his body.

All he had to do was act as though nothing happened. Apparently Kevin had already done that.

Thoughts still churned at his gut after the exited the bathroom, heralded by the roll of mist in his wake. Usually aggravations melted away in the heat – he liked hot showers. It seemed that his mind wasn't going to let go so easily.

Shit. The word formed on his lips and hung there. David had professed everything; everything that he denied over the past two years, everything from that fateful day he spoke to Kevin last night. To let it end like this was a travesty; unfair was the only word that it boiled down to in his mind.

Why did he just leave?

Snatching his keys from the table, he took his frustration out on the door of the apartment, car, and anything else that interacted with his body. Sliding into the driver's seat, he attempted to mend what was left of his menial life and head to work. For about ten minutes he gripped the wheel, though he hadn't even attempted to put it in gear.

Damn it.

Then, he had a thought.

Kevin's motorcycle was still at the bar the last time he checked. It was a snowball's chance in hell, but maybe he could pick up a clue as to where he went.

Slamming the shifter into drive, tires peeled out as David made his way toward the bar. Damn the consequences.

Regardless of what he thought, he would find Kevin; when he did he would be sure to punch him with the hardest right hook he could muster.

The motorcycle was not there as he had predicted. An iron hand pushed the bar door open as he stepped into the smoky atmosphere and straight up to the counter.

"Linda, did you see Kevin this morning?" cold eyes stared at her, and when she turned her view to the long time patron she almost shrunk back, intimidated by the stare. The barmaid recovered quickly and matched the intense look of the dark haired man.

"Yeah, that ass drove otta here real early. Can't say I'm sad to see him leave – he caused a lotta trou-"

"I got that, Linda." Palms pressed into the table as he spoke. She noticed that his knuckles were white from being pushed so hard into the wood. Her mouth closed, though her expression didn't change.

"I - have business with him that I want to settle. Did he tell you or anybody else where he was going?"

Thinking for a moment, her brows furrowed. Angrily chewing her bottom lip, she finally answered. "He asked somebody where Route 66 Northbound could be reached from here. Then he left."

It was David's turn to think, focus shifting in deductive thought. Why would he want to go north? Eyes suddenly widening, he slapped Linda on the shoulder in thanks and practically ran out of the establishment.

North. There's only one place that he could have gone, and with a sinking heart he climbed into the driver's seat again to make the same trek as his partner would have hours before.

Only one place, and he sure as hell did not want to follow.

Gritting his teeth, he let the words slip from his mouth painfully for the first time in two years.

Raccoon City.

The City Limits sign passed by in a matter of four hours. Normally a trip like this would take twice as long, and he knew well enough that the 'speed limit' was no where near the rate he was traveling. The highway northbound was not busy at all; traffic was a lot like three in the morning with cars spread few and in between.

David could hardly imagine that the road would be crowded; for the past two years, Raccoon City had only been a ghost town. No moves to renovate and resell the property had been made because no one wanted to buy it. The blood soaked land was as good as cursed or haunted; who would want to live in an area that was nuked and probably still contained fallout and radiation poisoning?

It was true that the land had been destroyed. Even after two years the Arklay Mountains still looked ashen and black, an eerie mist circling the cliffs which lingered just above the tree line. David shivered; the last place that he ever wanted to see again were those cluster of peaks ominously jutting from the landscape. The woods, the hospital…visions plagued his memory again, turning his stomach at the thought of grotesque meaty life forms stumbling across ruined and desolate environments.

Shaking his head, he focused on the road ahead of him. He'd be damned if he let those memories haunt him now. He needed to find Kevin and get the hell out of here.

Instead he puzzled on why his partner would travel back to this decimated land. Surely the zombie hordes were eradicated as soon as the outbreak became public; nothing remained here, save for the spooky images the shadows conjured. What brought him back?

On the same token he could not believe he would subject himself to witnessing this place again first hand. In short, he'd rather be dead. Those zombie freaks would be the only inhabitants of this diseased land; now there's nothing.

Why the hell would Kevin come back here? Maybe he misinterpreted; going north may not have necessarily meant here…

No. David shook his head. This was the only place he went. Now he only had to locate him amongst the debris. Having a car would make the search much faster.

Still, Raccoon City was a desolate environment; there would be little chance of finding any life left anywhere within its city limits.

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