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Further beyond the point of ashes and debris, where un-singed, but the permanently dead lay, a group of rag-tag peoples came from the back gutters of the city. I choked back another sob, a true vision of life coming from the ashes as Slack wrapped her arms around Riley's shoulders.

"You saved them." She said softly, taking his hand in hers.

"You did too." I said, turning around to press my lips against Charlie's who hummed happily into the kiss. Charlie smiled at me, his grin the biggest I've ever seen as his cheeks puffed with air, and he blew the air out in relief this time. I stood from my place in his lap, holding out my hand to him as Pretty Boy drove the truck over towards where the remaining people were. Some of them covered their nose and mouths, and parents covered their children's eyes from the dead-horrors. But they were all just happy to be alive.

We stepped out of the truck, all of us holding our loved one's hand. Charlie's face lit up as a familiar Irish looking man and what appeared to be his son stepped forward. Charlie let out a happy wave as the man, Mulligan if I recall, stepped up to us.

"Stayin' or leaving?" He asked with a smile on his face.

"Leaving..unless you need my help?"

"Nah, why don't you stick around. We can turn this place into what we always wanted it to be!"

"Maybe..but then what will we turn into?" Riley joked, a smile set deeply on his face. Mulligan tossed Charlie a flask, and he smiled as he unwound the cap and took a sip. I watched him with narrowed eyes, quickly making him twist the flask back up and hand it back to Mulligan. Slack made a nice little whipping noise, accusing him of something called "pussy whipped." I stuck my tongue out at her. We didn't need to go around drinking just yet.

"We'll see. Won't we." Mulligan jested. His son winked at us, cocking his shot gun and dutifully followed his father. Riley turned to look at the truck, a smile on his face.

"Wanna go to Canada now Riley?" Charlie asked cutely, making Slack and I giggle, wrapping my arm around Charlie's arm.

"Sure, if no one has any objections." Riley asked, looking towards Slack and I. We turned towards each other, smiles on our faces.

"Nah..we'll take you with us. Ain't that right Peacey?" She asked, turning and stepping towards the truck. I nodding, running my hand over Charlie's backside.

"Sure. As long as you don't give us trouble." I giggled, walking side by side with Slack. We were about to step in when a stench popped out of the door. We screamed, jumping back as Riley and Charlie raced to us. Pillsie had the fully dead zombie by the collar of it's shirt, chucking the carcass out of the door.

"There."

"I'll try to make myself useful." Riley caught up with Slack, wrapping his arms around her as we all starred at the zombie corpse.

"Is everyone staying?" Riley asked as we sat down in the truck. Pillsie looked towards Pretty Boy, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles and pulling her into a hug. I smiled, as Riley did too and Slack let out an 'awwhh'.

"I-I think we're staying.." Pretty Boy said, her cheeks flushed a light pink. Riley nodded, patting them on the backs. They linked arms, hugging us each goodbye as they got off the truck. As the door opened, Slack gasped, looking outside. Riley grabbed me by the collar, dragging me further into the truck.

"What's wrong with you? Bringing her here! Do you KNOW who that is? Bastard-fucking bastard!" I heard Slack spitting out the door at someone. Riley looked worried, as Charlie stood at the door behind Slack, a glare set on his face. Riley held me back, his hand firmly on my shoulder. I shrugged, turning around slightly and sneaking my hand up under Riley's arm pit. He shook, laughing as I smiled in victory, my tickle attack releasing me from his grasp as I ran towards the door.

Cholo stood there at the door, bloodied to high hell and carrying a girl about my size in his arms. His stump had begun to bleed through the bandages. I looked closer at the girl, only to gasp when I realized that she was dead. Dead-dead. Her once sunshine orange hair was matted with blood, and her face was slathered with the crimson liquid as well. Her clothes were covered in it too, and her once bright green eyes were forever shut. A bullet hole was nestled right between her eyes.

"..Ke-ey.." I gasped, clutching ahold of Charlie's arm as I felt faint. Cholo looked up at me, holding up my baby cousin.

"I got..tha' right girl?" He gasped out, giving her to an older man. He had a cart, and on that cart was a coffin from the before-world. It's wood was black, and shined so it sparkled in the moon light. He placed her in the coffin, making sure to nail it shut, just in case. Cholo muttered something about placing the coffin on top of the truck, and the man and his merry men jumped up on the truck, hauling the casket up and chaining it to the roof of the truck.

"Cholo..what..how.." I cried, still holding onto Charlie's arm.

"I know some people. Who saw you with her at the club..least I could do.." He blushed. I sobbed, turning and stuffing my face into Charlie's chest.

"Thank you Cho..thank you.." I sobbed, but I felt someone pat my back. Cholo smiled down at me, as Charlie swatted his hand away. The two had a glare down, but Cholo soon backed off.

"Peace..about coming with you.." He began, but I looked towards Slack, to see her saddened depression.

"Yes..uhm..Cholo..maybe you should stay here." I said softly, watching the man's face fall. His smile dropped.

"So does this mean that that hug you promised is out of order?" He asked playfully.

"Extremely out of order." Charlie muttered annoyed. Cholo huffed, backing off.

"Alright..alright..I get it. But Peace.." He said softly. I turned my head, still nestled in Charlie's chest.

"I'll always be here..if something happens-" He started, glaring at Riley

"-If you're hurt or worried-" He glared at Slack.

"-If you need me to guard you.-" He glared at Pillsie.

"-If you need me to guide you.-" He glared at Pretty Boy.

"-Or If you'd just like a sexual upgrade.." He smirked at Charlie. Suddenly, the warmth that was pressed against me, wasn't there anymore. Charlie had sprung forwards, lifting his fist and smashing his fist into Cholo's face, sending him flying back. I let out a sharp cry, grabbing Charlie by the back of his collar and dragging him back. Cholo reached for his spear gun, but Riley and Slack had their guns poised and ready to kill. I grabbed Charlie up in my arms, wrapping my arms around his waist, trapping his arms at his sides.

"Char..don't go to this level..please..for me.." I whispered up at him, as I watched him puff out a cheek of air. I patted his cheek, nuzzling his chest as I felt his ragged breath run rampant in his chest. I ran my fingers through his, tugging him back into the truck.

"Good'bye Cho..thank you for..you know.." I said "But..I think I'm going to be just fine." I spat, stepping into the truck and sitting down. Charlie growled, smashing his fist into the iron clad wall, creating vibrations that rang around the truck. My eyes caught sight of some zombies that were apparently leaving the city in droves. Charlie witnessed them too, and had his hand on the missile launcher, ready to blow them away. I placed my hand atop of his, puling it away from the buttons.

"No, they're just looking for somewhere to go." I sighed. He nodded, stepping away from the windows.

"Same as us." He sighed, taking my hand and walking back towards the teal-grey room that I had chosen as my-actually our own. Before we got there, we were called back by Riley's deep call. We turned to see that he and Slack had entered the truck, after telling Cholo off, and Riley and Pretty Boy briefly describing to Slack how to drive the truck.

"Peace..about the girl on our roof.." Riley started, but was cut off by Slack.

"She's her..isn't she? The cousin that the little man..killed." Slack whispered to me, running and wrapping her arms around me. I nodded, hugging her back and held back my sobs with a sniffle. I couldn't just keep on crying when something bad happens. I nodded, hugging her back and held back my sobs with a sniffle. I couldn't just keep on crying when something bad happens. I nodded again, pulling away from the hug and going back to Charlie.

"What do you want to do with the body?" Riley asked, his tone sensitive. I shrugged, turning and ready to just go sleep. Charlie caught me by the elbow, turning be back to face them.

"We..could take it home..right Riley?" Charlie asked hopefully. My eyes began to water, as I turned to the dirty blond haired man.

"Where's home?" Riley asked, turning around and shutting the door and hatch. Slack took the wheel, and turned the truck around, heading for the highway.

"Sarasota, Florida." I whispered, trying not to cry. We were supposed to be off headed to Canada, that was everyone's dream here. But they were willing to bring Key and I home, for a somewhat proper burial. Hopefully Key's mother, my aunt was still alive. Aunt Tylar was a nice woman, with short, wild sunshine orange hair and kind sea-green eyes. She was always coated in freckles and wore a smile on her somewhat chubby cheeks.

"Let's head out!" Riley said, smiling at me with joy in his eyes. I broke down, holding my hand to my mouth.

"Th-hank..you." I said, rushing over to the teal-grey room. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. Charlie followed me into the room, shedding his coat. I closed the door, covering my mouth with my hand as Charlie wrapped his arms around me.

"Fire off what's left inside those tubes. We're not gonna need them anymore." We heard Riley shout from the main room of the truck. I coughed into Charlie's chest as the truck rumbled and headed south.

"Peace?" He asked, leaning his head ontop of mine. I sighed into his sweated, stepping on my toes and pressing a kiss to his chapped lips.

"Charlie..Thank you.." I said, as his thumbs were on my eyes, wiping my tears away.

He stopped wiping my eyes, but held my face in his palms. I couldn't stop what we both knew what was going to happen. He bent down, once again pressing his lips to mine, as I pressed closer to him. I barley registered the clicking lock of the door, as I was pushed into a sitting position on the bed. He knelt down infront of me, his elbows lightly pressing against my thighs, before his hands dropped and ran up from my knees to the tops of my thighs. I groaned, fisting the plaid collar of his shirt and dragging him closer to me.

We separated panting, which is where I thought it would end. I looked up into his eyes, to see them back into that wild mode, lust flashing in his cool blue orbs. I bit back a squeak as he jumped me again, pushing me to lie down on the bed as his lips furiously worked mine, and I kissed back. I shrugged his coat off of my shoulders, as his hand rubbed at my collar bone, the other still resting at the top of my thighs.

I growled slightly, placing my hands on his waist, shoving my hands up his shirt to rest them on his thin hips. Charlie groaned, pressing his hips to mine and I moaned into his mouth as his tounge swiped at mine. I shoved my hands the rest of the way up and under his sweater and shirt. My hand hit scarred flesh and hard, toned muscles on his chest. One of his hands went up my shirt, grasping at my breast.

We seperated again, breathing heavy as his orbs were glazed over with lust and affection.

"P-Peace..?" He said breathlessly. I nodded, watching him.

"Charlie.." I managed to spit out.

"M-may I..uhh..C-can I..?"

"You don't have to ask.." I smiled, grabbing him by the front of his sweater and tugging him back down to me. He groaned as I shoved his sweater and shirt up to his arms, which he helped me rid him of clothes and shed the multiple layers of tops. I groaned, ripping off my own shirt and bra, causing Charlie's face to flush bright pink. I let an evil grin swipe over my face, as I tugged him closer by the front of his belt.

"What's wrong?" I giggled, slowly undoing his belt, and I couldn't help the own flush come to my cheeks. My lips pressed to his as his hands traveled over my chest, grabbing at my breasts-causing a gasp to rip through my chest. He backed away uncertainty written on his face.

"No..no..that was good.." I whispered, running my hands along his shoulders. He groaned as I pulled open his belt, and began unbuttoning his pants. He puffed out air, his cheeks pink as kept running his fingers across my chest, his fingers landing on the button of my jeans. I nodded, unzipping his and shoving my hand down his pants as he went rigid, bucking upwards as he watched me with wild eyes. He moaned, ripping off my jeans and laying down on me, his teeth biting into my shoulders as he began massaging the skin of my hips. I groaned, bucking up as my panties were slipped off.

I moaned as one of his hands went to the apex of my legs, as the other went to my cheek and he lowered his lips to one of my nipples. I groaned, whipping my head back against the bed, his hand warm against my cheek. He ran his fingers along the bundle of nerves between my legs, now kissing his way down my stomach, as his fingers ran down. I whimpered as one of his fingers pressed against me, going in slowly. I heard him hiss as he stared down at me, his eyes clouding with lust.

"I-Peace..I love you.." He blushed wildly, his eyes just as wild. I nodded shakily, feeling like I was on a trip.

"I love you too..oh god.." I whimpered as he added another finger, before quickly pulling out. He pulled at his boxers-getting on top of me.

"S-sorry...I.I can't wait.." He said, pushing into me. I gasped, clutching at his neck, little cuts on his shoulders from my nails. He hissed above me, pressing his burnt lips to mine. I cried out as he shifted against me to get to a better position. He groaned as I tightened around him, and he began thrusting into me. I cried, clinging to his shoulders as the amazing friction burned through my body. I looked up through partially closed lids to see Charlie fighting to keep his eyes open.

I groaned, cupping his face and bringing his lips down for a kiss. He groaned, pulling away to look me in the eye.

"P-peace.."

I groaned, as the pace quickened and some sort of fire burst to life in my stomach. I screamed, wrapping my legs around his waist, just making the position more pleasurable. He began bucking wildly, as I met him with every thrust, my chest bouncing, much to his like as his eyes kept moving from my face to my chest. I didn't mind, too far gone to even form a proper sentence.

"Oh..Charlie..I-..this..oh." I cried, the fire scorching down my stomach to my thighs. Suddenly, the fire flared-bursting flames down my body, making me scream as my eyes flashed open as sweat traveled down our bodies. Charlie growled above me, and warmth somehow smothered the fire-as we were both left in a panting heap. He pulled out, dropping down on me and stuffing his face into my neck.

"Peace..."

"I love you Charlie.."

We slept peacefully that night, both of us cackling as we heard Slack shout from the front of the truck.

"FINALLY! YOU'RE LOUDER THAN A SCREAMING HOARD!"