This isn't listed in the categories but I think more people should probably give it a chance. It's inspired by the old radio dramas and is about a group of survivors trying to live in a world overrun by zombies. This started out as a recurring dream and I couldn't get it out of my head. The characters are mine and not from We're Alive. I hope you like it. All comments are welcome.

Chapter 12

The next morning I woke early, downing a few pills for the splitting headache I knew I would soon have and joined the others for a quick breakfast. I sat off to the side, watching everyone and clutching a large cup of strong black coffee when Aenne sat down beside, all smiles as usual, stealing the untouched piece of toast that I had left.

"You don't look so well, Moll," she said when I plopped my head down on her shoulder and groaning.

"I didn't get very much sleep after Roadie left last night," I said and yawned. "He's being very secretive lately." I felt as she stiffened and moved to look at her closely, grabbing her arm as she turned away.

She was quiet for a moment longer before she turned back to me.

"He never stopped by," she said quietly and I cursed myself for not seeing it sooner. Damn! I should have known that if he was being secretive with me then he would be the same way with her, I thought as I rubbed her arm. I need to get to the bottom of this…and soon!

I watched Gabriel approach out of the corner of my eye and quietly waved him away. Aenne turned as he turned to sit at a different table where Hope was playing. I couldn't help but laugh as her face turned red before she burst out laughing as well and soon we were clutching our sides. Poor Gabriel must have known it was all about him; I watched as the back of his neck turned red.

"I don't know how you convinced him to do it, Moll," she said as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"You weren't the only one who was shocked that he did," I answered as I leaned forward and placed my chin on my palm.

She gave me questioning eyes and even without her asking, I shook my head.

"Are you serious?" she whispered as she turned back to him. "I've overheard of few of the recruits swear they've seen the two of you going at it hot and heavy," she said quietly to me so as not to be overheard and I sighed.

"That's the impression we've been giving but he always backs off!" I said as I was more than a little frustrated by him. "Aenne, I swear I'm going crazy over here!"

She sat back and waited for me while I turned and readjusted my legs on the chair. "What's the hold up?" she asked.

I had to keep myself from yelling out. "Him! He's the hold up! I swear, I've never met anyone so willing to wait this long," I told her. "If this doesn't happen soon…"

"Is he a good kisser?" she asked and I quickly nodded my head. "That good?" She looked doubtful at my enthusiasm.

"Let's see if I can explain this…" I said as I leaned closer to her. "Have your knees ever gone weak from a kiss? Have you ever literally melted just from that alone?" I asked her. I watched as she thought about it and quickly stole a glance at him.

"That sounds wonderful," she said as she looked back at me.

"Exactly! And every time I try to take things further, he literally backs off!" I said and sat back in a huff. "What's wrong with me, Aenne?"

"Nothing is wrong with you!" she said and reached for my hand. "If anything, there has to be something wrong with him!" she said and thought about it. I looked away when she put two and two together.

"That's why you did it!" she squeaked out and I hit her to hush her up. "That's why you used the handcuff, isn't it?" she asked excitedly.

"I just figured maybe he was hiding something he didn't want me to see," I said and looked at him out of the corner of my eye. "But he didn't hesitate and when I had my chance, I just couldn't," I admitted quietly.

"Why?"

"Because he had spent so much time pushing me away that I started to wonder if something is wrong with me," I said as I looked into the cup that had long since gone cold.

"Listen to me," she said as she took the cup out of my hands and took my hands. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with you, Moll. Just say the word and I will go over there and give that man a piece of my mind!" she offered and I couldn't help but laugh at the look she gave me.

"No, I don't want to make things more awkward between us than they already are," I said as I straightened my legs out so I could get up to get a refill. I stole a quick look and saw that Hope was pulling Gabriel out of the mess hall. I felt guilty that I hadn't had time for her lately.

"Just so you know," she said as I got up, picking up my half eaten toast and placing it on my tray so I could throw it away. "He really does care you, Moll."

"I know he does," I said as she got to her feet. "I just wish I wouldn't have to resort to throwing myself at him." I laughed.

"Maybe some mindless drills will help clear away some of that frustration," she said as she followed me. "Maybe get in some target practice at the range?"

I started to warm up to the idea, thinking of the new scope that I had gotten off one of the new recruits when I spotted Roadie waving from the doorway. "Looks like someone wants to apologize for last night."

She looked at him before looking back at me guiltily.

"Go to him," I said, smiling at the torn look on her face. "I know that look." I laughed as she hugged me and ran off to him.

I watched as he took her hand and leaned down to kiss her.

"At least one of us will be having an interesting afternoon."