Lol I wrote this chapter on the same night as the first one. XD Blackouts give me only one option: Write random oneshots of emotion-ful-ness! Lol. Buuut my laptop's about to run out of battery, so no more for tonight. D: Anyway, I hope you like it! X3

Disclaimer: I don't own Left 4 Dead or Left 4 Dead 2 in any way, shape, or form! I only own my own OC and the plot of the story. Commander of the Rabbids owns Sam. Sorrowsnow owns Calli. Zipper Whippersnapper owns Jeffry. Foxstar-Nikiu owns Valery. Breaking Ground owns Mike. Scorpion 123456 owns Clawer.

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"So, you think that you might have been in a band or something?" Sam asked.

"Uh-huh," Calli nodded. "I mean, I keep on having dreams about it and stuff…so, maybe I really was in a band before the infection! Cool, huh?"

"Yeah, definitely," Sam nodded. "I only remember playing soccer, and that's pretty much it."

"So, you must have been a sporty kind of person."

"Uh-huh."

"Me too, I think," Mike joined the conversation. "I remember running a lot. Maybe I did track or something."

"You know, if we work at it long enough, we might even be able to figure out exactly what we were like before the infection," Calli grinned. "If we try hard enough, I know we can do it."

"You guys sure remember a lot, huh?" Taunter asked, pausing near the circle of mattresses in the alley where the other three sat.

"Uh-huh," Calli nodded. "Hey, Taunter, what do you remember?"

"Who, me?" Taunter asked, surprised. "Well…hm…I don't really remember much of anything."

"Really? Aw, that sucks! I hope that you can remember some stuff soon!"

"Thanks, Calli. Uh, anyway, guys, I have to…um, go do something. See you later." Taunter gave them a quick wave, then started out of the alley at a speed walk.

"Where's she going in such a hurry?" Smoker asked, walking over to the group.

"Beats me," Sam shrugged.

"Hm…" Smoker paused, taking a drag on his cigarette. "Seems kind of weird for her."

"Don't worry about her, she's always cheerful," Mike smiled. "She said that she just needed to do something."

"Well, okay," Smoker said, then headed back towards the safe room. "Hey, Hunter." Hunter was inside, busying himself with trying to open a package of meat from the grocery store.

"Yeah?" he asked, pausing in his endeavor for a moment.

"Taunter just ran off somewhere."

"Uh…yeah?"

"And I think that something might be wrong." There was a long pause. "Well? Are you going to go talk to her or not?"

"W-Well, yeah, duh!" Hunter said quickly. "I was going to go before you even said anything! Sheesh!" Hunter tossed aside the package of meat, then began to leave the room. "Which way did she go?"

"That way," Smoker said, pointing down an adjoining alley. "She probably hasn't gotten very far by now."

"Okay, I'm going to go look for her," Hunter said, starting off down the alley. Smoker paused, watching him go until he turned a corner.

"Well…" he said to himself, scratching the back of his neck a bit. "For now, I'll just have to hope that he's not as totally awkward as usual."

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"Hm…" Hunter glanced around as he made his way down the street. "If I were a sad girl…which I will never be…where would I be…?" He paused for a second, sitting down on a car and thankfully not setting off the alarm. "Maybe she really wasn't sad after all. I've got no clue where to look anyway." Then, a thought occurred to him. "Hm…maybe…" He got off the car, going down the street a block or two, then turning into an alley.

"H-Hunter?" Taunter was sitting up against the wall of the alley.

"Hey," he offered up in greeting. "Isn't this the place where I first met you?"

"Yeah, I think so…I just wanted to come here to think for a little while."

"Think about what?" Hunter asked, sitting down next to her.

"Well, it's just…" she paused for a moment, apparently trying to phrase her words right. "I mean…a lot of people back at the alley seem to remember a whole lot from before the infection."

"Yeah," Hunter nodded. "Is there something wrong with that?"

"No, no, nothing wrong with it," she replied. "It's just…I feel kind of jealous of them. I can't remember anything from before."

"Nothing at all?"

"Nothing. And everyone back there, they remember their names, what they used to do, and a whole lot of other stuff, too. But for me, it's just…blank." Hunter didn't say anything, but it was clear that he was listening. "I mean…I really took memories for granted, I guess. You know, it's one of those things that you never know how much you miss it until it's gone? It's like that. I feel all…weird and empty and stuff. Sorta like that. Do you know what I mean?" Hunter didn't speak for a moment. This was getting really deep. He had never been all that good at all that "comforting" stuff. Still, he knew that he had to say something.

"Uh…well, I don't really remember much either," he said. "Not from before the infection, at least. So, I guess that I know what you mean."

"I mean, it's like I've lost what's made me 'me'. Like, a huge chunk of something is gone, and it's not coming back," Taunter sighed. "I just don't know what to do…" Hunter was quite taken aback when he noticed that her eyes were watering up.

She's gonna cry? he thought, unsure of what to do next. Think of something to say! Think of something!

"Uh…uh…" he floundered for words for a moment.

"Sorry to pour all this out on you all at once," she said quietly.

"N-No, it's fine!" he said quickly. "I mean, it's okay that we don't remember, right?"

"How come?"

"Well, even if we can't remember our old memories, we're making a lot of good new memories, right? We're making new memories every day now! And that…that should make up for the ones that are gone!…Right?" Hunter sincerely hoped that what he had just blurted out had made sense. Taunter was quiet, thinking about what he had said. She didn't say anything for a long time.

Crap, did I just make her MORE sad? Hunter thought, wondering if he had made a bad move.

"You know…" Taunter finally said, "…you're right." She turned, smiling at him. "You're totally right."

"I…I am?" he asked, surprised that what he had said had actually made sense.

"Yup, and you've cheered me up, too! So, thanks, Hunter!"

"Uh…w-well, whatever, anyone would have done it," he said quickly, turning away as he felt his cheeks getting warm. "I mean, I wasn't just going to sit there if you were sad…and stuff."

"And stuff?"

"Yeah. And stuff."

"Well, let's head back," Taunter stood up, Hunter following suit a moment later. "If we're going to make up for all of those lost memories, we've got a lot of work ahead of us! Let's go!"

"H-Hey! Hang on! Wait for me!"

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Awwww. :3 Lol I'm sorry. I needed a pairing chapter. XD If I didn't write one, my head was going to explode. XD Blame the plot bunnies… XD Lol I can't wait to see what those bunnies make me write next. XD Anyway, this chapter lets you see that Hunter isn't always a jerk AFTER ALL! 8D He has been redeemed lol XD Well, I hope that you guys are enjoying these extra chapters! :3