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 17

I sat in the back of the armored van with a few of the men who were chosen to come along. I could have gone in the other vehicle with Roadie, but I was still too upset with him to want to be near him. I slept most of the way, opening my eyes briefly to check our location as we sped into the city. Getting to the docks would be tricky and I realized just how involved this plan was, seeing that a route had long been set up for us to use. I knew that Roadie had planned for everything, down to the last detail but that still did not stop the uneasy feeling I had in the pit of my stomach.

I thought about earlier that morning when I dressed in the regulation armor, fuming internally at the bulky black pants and long sleeved shirt we were to wear. I knew they were of stronger material that was I usually wore but they were also warmer and more restricting than I was used to. I groused even more as I eyed the Kevlar vest, somehow managing the straps to everything. But from there on, I grabbed my own get-up: a thigh holster as well as the regulation shoulder holster. When it came to something of this magnitude, I wanted to be certain I was prepared for all contingencies.

I had packed my compact P-90 assault rifle with as much ammo as I could carry along with magazines for my side arms. I hesitated when it came down to picking up my shotgun but added it with the box of ammo. For good measure, I grabbed my rifle as well, even if it hadn't been outfitted with a silencer. I slipped various knives into holsters, checking that I had any and all emergency gear in the pockets of my flak jacket before I finally braided my hair and tucked it into the hat that had been sitting in my locker since I started here.

As we loaded up, Roadie glanced briefly at my bag and moved to the smaller vehicle but I changed directions and headed to a different one.

"Moll," I heard him sigh as I tossed my bag in before I grabbed the handle to pull myself in. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing, Roadie?" I pulled myself up and sat down in the seat behind the driver.

"I need you to come with me," he said as he gestured for me to follow him to the other SUV. "Talk about strategy along the way."

I sat back and lowered my hat to cover my eyes. "You've managed this long without sharing your strategy with me, cousin," I said as I crossed my arms across my chest as best as I could in my bulky outfit. "I think you can manage without me."

"Moll…"

"Driver, are we ready?" I asked. The driver turned to Roadie and after a few moments, he nodded and the door was shut. I watched as we passed the guard towers, thinking to myself that if none of us made it back, they were all that stood in the way of the creatures. I thought briefly of Hope, all alone and most likely wanting to know where Aenne, Gabe and I were and why we're there to protect her. I sank back into the seat and leaned my head forward down onto my chest, closing my eyes for the long ride to the city.

"You shouldn't be so hard on him," one of the men said and I looked up to find that Sean was seated across from me.

"He made his choices, Sean," I said without opening my eyes.

"He knew you wouldn't agree to this otherwise," he said and I smirked.

"That's because he knows me so well," I said. "And he knows I don't like being lied to. And the fact that I am sitting here instead of being out there with my team is something I will hold against him for a very long time."

"They're in good hands, Moll," Sean said and I finally opened my eyes to look at him. I sat up and leaned forward.

"How do you know?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes. "Who are they with?"

"I can't be sure…"

"Damn it, Sean!" I said as I started to get up, off balance as we sped along the dirt road. I motioned for the man seated next to him switch places with me and I moved towards him.

"Moll…"

"I promise I won't let it interfere with what we're about to do," I said as I sat down next to him. "I just need to know that I can trust who they're with."

Sean looked at me, considering what I asked and finally nodded his head. "They're with Lily and Kyle," he said and I sat back in my seat slowly.

That will definitely make them a distraction team, I thought as I felt my heart pound in my chest. I knew that Lily had been training a few of the men how to properly use explosives and I knew exactly how important distraction teams were, having been in a few of them myself. But when Lily had led a team solely of Sappers, they had been overrun and she had been the sole survivor. Roadie hadn't listened to me the last time when I questioned her going back out so soon after Sam had died. I was hesitant a few weeks ago, with her being an automatic candidate for the training that he forced me to do. And now the two people I cared about most in this world were depending on her.

I felt my body grow cold as I sat back and forced myself to calm down. I knew that this mission called for radio silence but I flipped on my throat mic and prayed that everything went well for them on their end. I crossed my arms and lay back once more; ignoring Sean's questioning looked as I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, trying not to picture everything that could possibly go wrong.