Its not much but I thought I would post the little bit I had written that was just sitting around.
"There's no other way." He said matter-of-factly. He looked down at his feet before continuing. "A short time after, I found Jones with his gun in his mouth. He said he didn't want to live if there was no future. What do a group of men do -besides wait to die themselves? So, I promised them women. I set the broadcast. You all came."
"And why am I so blessed to be up here with you and not down there getting 'ready' with them?"
His eyes met hers intensely for a brief moment before looking away again. "Because I promised I wouldn't let anything hurt you."
"I defended you. Selena saw this coming and I said no, I told her you were a good man."
"I'm a desperate man." he snapped back. "I have no choice, but to see to my men. Or else…" he trailed off.
"Or else what?" she shook her head.
"Do you have any idea how fragile this all is?" He took a few steps closer. She wasn't sure whether to recoil or stay still.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"How long do you think it is before they realize that what little authority I have here means nothing?"
"I…" she hadn't really thought of that. They had all obeyed West so readily.
"We have a common enemy now with the infected. They're keeping us united for now, but what about when they die out? What happens then?" His eyes searched hers.
Rachel didn't answer. She wasn't sure what would happen when and if the infected died out.
"I didn't ask for this to happen, but it has." West said with a tone of finality. "We do the best we can with what we have."
"Do you really believe that…" she searched for the right word. "...rape is the only option?"
He looked at her…waiting for her to come up with a better solution. She couldn't think of any.
She sat quietly back down on the bed. She couldn't fight him. She certainly wasn't going to change his mind now, anyway. It was too late.
It took all the strength she had to look up at him through the silence. He looked tired and weary, but unyielding in his decision.
"I don't expect you to approve …" he said finally, a rueful smile gracing his lips. "I'd be disappointed if you did." He sat down beside her. "But I do ask that you accept it." he placed a hand on hers. "and, in time, understand."
Rachel couldn't hold in her tears. She felt angry and helpless. As bad as she hated admitting it, she needed him. She needed this place. This 'normal' place where she felt safe until moments ago. She thought of the infected outside and knew she couldn't go back to that. Anything but back to that.
-Not really sure where to go from here with it. any ideas would be appreciated.