Halloo. New Chapter! Isn't it exciting!? But before that here are my rambles. Firstly I need to thank everyone who left lovely reviews, for last chapter and the couple before that because I've been forgetting to thank you but I really think you guys are great. Secondly I've noticed I'm falling into a kind of update every two weeks system (although this was more like 2 and a half weeks sorry) which I will probably stay in for a while, excluding the holidays which come up in, you guessed it, two weeks and they last for two weeks. On the holidays I hope to get up 3 chapters so yeah look forward to that! Thirdly, this chapter took a bit longer because I was rewriting this a lot, I just feel like it's a bit rushed so if you notice that I apologize but I'll keep working on that problem. I do believe that's all I have to say so y'know; Enjoy!

Feliciano wasn't sure how long they'd sat together grieving. How long it had taken to approach the body. How long it had taken to move him slowly, reverently off of the road and beneath a tree. How long it had been that they'd stood there, unmoving, unspeaking. How long it had taken for them to silently decide to part ways. Or how long it had taken before they had drove away, leaving behind the light that had led them. The entire day seemed to pass by in some sort of haze, as if they were all simply going through the motions and weren't really there. Perhaps they weren't. The car only stopped when it became too dark to see and they again silently agreed to sleep in the car, none of them possessing the energy to put up the tent. Feliciano was pulled into a hug by his brother and he felt a tiny bit of warmth come over him, enough so he could sleep.

In the following days Lovino took care of both of them, driving, collecting gas and supplies, cooking, putting up the tents, he did almost everything. Feliciano was extremely appreciative of it, if not someone guilty; Lovino was grieving too, he had just as much reason to be upset but wasn't being allowed that chance. Lovino wouldn't admit that though, and neither Feliciano nor Lili would willing give up the comfort they needed so they continued to rely on him. He hoped it wouldn't be too big of a deal, it was what he loved about his brother after all: the ability to step up and do what needs to be done without asking for thanks. On the rare occasion he did do this though, he was almost always taken advantage of.

On the fifth night, Feliciano was woken up in the middle when everything was dead silent. He reminded himself that Lili and Gilbert were not conversing anymore and there was no reason to stay up. Just before he closed his eyes again, he noticed the tent flap was open and instinctively made his way to the doorway. Of course she was out there, there was nowhere else she should be but when he heard her sobbing quietly, almost silently, he felt so helpless that it hurt. Over his life he'd come to consider himself quite skilled at dealing with emotions, in himself and others but when people were sad like this; he found himself at a loss. It reminded him of the times he'd felt like that, of the heartbreak and instinctively he ran. So, despite his better judgement he left her without a word and returned to his bed.

Eventually, they began to return to what life had been; Feliciano started driving again, Lili participated in the scavenging and they all began to talk once again. It was lonelier, but they had life again probably thanks to the hope on the horizon that was getting closer and closer. Four days and they should make it to the Airport, four days and they'd be safe at last. Four days.

A large sign protruding from the side of the road, marked with paint and a fair amount of blood read:

"Réauville Centre

Infected Keep Out

You will be killed on spot"

It wasn't exactly the friendliest welcome, but none of them wanted to backtrack around the road and add another few days to their journey. The further down the road they travelled though, the more they regretted it. Piles upon piles of rotting corpses lined the roadside, the trees had been burnt to a crisp and various other warning signs were placed along, each more threatening than the last.

"No Space Left"

"Keep Out!"

"The dead have come"

"Enter at own Peril"

"Dead Zone"

"May God have Mercy"

It was creepier than the everyday apocalyptic scenery they met but admittedly they were all filled with grotesque curiosity and not one of them suggested turning back. Eventually a small shape on the horizon grew to a large gate with a wall that stretched endlessly in both directions. It seemed to be constructed and over the top a sign read: Réauville Trade Centre- Welcome. Images of the trade centre in Germany filled their minds, perhaps this place would be different despite the impression it had given off.

The gate was closed but a large section of metal, big enough for the truck had been ripped away and against their better judgement they proceeded inside the compound. Inside was no prettier than the outside, and perhaps it was worse because evidence of life still lingered but there was definitely none remaining. Death on the other hand, it was everywhere; putrid chunks of 'mystery meat' clung to an infinity of sunburnt bones, blood stained everything and of course the walking dead lingered in the shadows. This place hadn't been lived in for a very long time.

"I got it" Lili mumbled, leaning out her window and firing upon the approaching zombies. Feliciano slowly continued through the street, unperturbed by the wreckage around them. It seemed like something they should turn away from but they didn't care anymore, they were so close to the airport they felt almost invincible; though in that centre they were far from it.

Three blocks into the centre Feliciano realised that more and more rotters were approaching them, and even with the two of them shooting, it was obvious that wouldn't be enough. Beside him Lovino shouted for him to turn back and he quickly switched the car into reverse. Thump. He'd backed the car over something and it wouldn't budge either way. "Shit, Shit, Shit what do I do?".

Lovino replied with something much more colourful as they desperately looked around, the car was not going anywhere. "OUT!" Lili called from the backseat, grabbing her backpack and jumping out of the car "EVERYONE OUT!"

Both of the remaining nations piled out before she could even finish speaking and the three of them ran into the nearest building, a café, whilst shooting behind themselves. They made their way upstairs, away from the large glass windows; locking and barricading the door behind them.

"How many rounds you have left?" Lili asked nervously checking her own supply.

"Including what's in my bag, I have-" Feliciano glanced out the window; grimacing at the crowd they had attracted "nowhere near enough."

Lili shook her head "Nor do I. What do we do no-" She was cut off abruptly by a loud pained cry coming from Lovino. Feliciano looked over and his heart stopped, they had forgotten to check for rotters and one had attached itself to his brother's wrist. Lili shot the creature clean through the forehead and it dropped to the ground, leaving Feliciano to meet his brother's terrified expression.

Not once in their entire lives had he ever seen his brother so scared, it broke Feliciano's heart and he felt helpless yet again. "P-Please I can't" Lovino whispered out, glancing between Lili and his brother for someone to tell him it would be okay. It didn't seem fair, one silly mistake, one little moment and he'd been given the death sentence.

He thought back to Ludwig, when he died; had he been that scared. Feliciano certainly had felt that helpless then, but- You have a chance. Do something. Save him. You have to do something while you can. He spun around, desperately searching the room for an idea. A steak knife was the first thing he could acquire and sparing little time for hesitation he plunged it into his brother's shoulder. Lovino screamed trying to struggle out from his brother's grip as Lili tried unsuccessfully to pry him off, shouting unheard protests.

Lovino went limp and fell unconscious as Feliciano hacked into his arm with as much speed as he could muster. With one last slice the initial adrenaline of the moment wore off and he was left shocked and someone fearful of what had happened. He allowed himself to be pulled from his brother, still holding the knife in one hand and arm in the other. Lili grabbed a tea towel off the counter and attempted to bandage Lovino's arm; she was unable to find the right words and instead mumbled out nonsensical questions.

Feliciano understood though and responded between harsh breaths. "I had- I had to try. I don't want him to die Lili. It was all I could think of"

She stared at him calculatingly for a few moments, turning back to Lovino when she was satisfied with his reasons "Well what now? We're still stuck up here and we've got an unconscious, one armed man who's going to bleed out if I can't bandage him properly!"

"Just stay here and I'll find something. Don't worry, we'll allbe fine" Feliciano said, flustered by the gravity of their situation; He moved out of the kitchen area searching through each of the rooms one by one. The first room he came to was a small living room with nothing interesting in it, aside from a large window that revealed the true size of the horde they'd attracted. He moved on quickly to the bedroom which was rather extravagantly furnished when compared to the rest of the building and unfortunately it held nothing of great use to them. Next to that room was a study, it was completely overturned and bloodstains littered the ground so Feliciano could tell it was the origin of that rotter. He walked carefully around the messes and to the window, Bingo. About three metre's drop from the window sill was the roof of the neighbouring building and from there more roofs could be reached; It wasn't a complete plan but he'd work out the rest when he got there.

He was walking back to where he'd left Lili but decided to check the bathroom first , there was no point in leaving if his brother was just going to bleed out. Perhaps by some divine miracle he found a medical kit in the bathroom shelves containing a plethora of bandages, painkillers and even some antiseptic. Grabbing it gleefully he ran back to Lili, who was still tending to the wound. "Good news?" she asked without looking up at him.

He nodded, ignoring the fact that she wouldn't see and placed the kit beside her "And I may have found us a way out."

Lili smiled and took out the bottle of antiseptic and the bandage, before redressing his shoulder properly "That's great, how?"

"We can reach the rooftops from one of the windows and then we can just cross them until we get to a safer area" Feliciano said rather proudly lifting his brother's torso to aid her.

There was silence as Lili contemplated what he'd said "I don't think we can just drag an unconscious Lovino around the roofs and what about the car, we left most of our things in there."

Feliciano nodded in acknowledgement, again ignoring the fact she was not looking, and turned his attention to finding a solution. "I can carry him."

"Are you sure Feliciano, he's pretty heavy?"

The standing nation grinned and waved his hand dismissingly, "I'll be fine. We can't leave him here and that door won't hold much longer so it's the only choice. "

"And the car?" Lili asked, leaning back to admire her handiwork on the bandage.

"I'm not sure; I can't even see it anymore".

Standing up, Lili slung her bag onto her back and handed Feliciano his own "We might have to forget it then, and we better hurry up and go."

Carrying an unconscious, one-armed person proved more difficult than he originally thought and it took several tries before he'd positioned him comfortably. Lili took the third bag and lead down to the study, taking little time to regard the mess inside it. She threw her bags down onto the roof first and then jumped out herself. Next she and Feliciano tried awkwardly to pass Lovino down without injuring him anymore; He was eventually dropped and landed with a very loud thump.

Now Feliciano was scared of a lot of things: Spiders, Germany when he was angry, thunder and the English but nothing more than heights. A fact he had somehow forgotten when creating the ingenious plan to jump. Throwing his bag down first he attempted to reason with himself that a three metre drop was a lot nicer than the mob downstairs but it was unsuccessful. Lili watched him impatiently, only moving when she heard Lovino begin to stir. He thought of how frightened he was and then of how petrified his brother had been. It wasn't fair to be scared, he had to be brave and go see his brother. He had to Jump, He had to- From the hallway behind him came a loud smash; the door had been broken through. It was now or never so he closed his eyes tightly, climbed unto the window-sill and…fell.