After dinner was over, Sarah was more than excited to get some ice cream. Her mom and dad told her she had to wait though, until her food settled before she ate anymore, or else she would get sick. It was dark now, Sarah had been playing with her dolls in the living room, waiting until her dad wanted to watch the mermaid movie with her. Her mother then came back down the stairs from bathing, "Okay, who wants ice cream?" She asked with a smile.

Sarah jumped up, "I do!"

Robin laughed, "Okay, go upstairs and ask your dad if he wants some." Her mom ordered. Sarah gave a quick nod, then began to run upstairs to her parents' room. Her dad was lying on the bed, reading some medical book.

"Dad!" She said with a smile, "Mom said the ice cream is ready!"

Carlos chuckled, "Okay sweetie, I'll be down in a second." He replied, and Sarah nodded again, the ran back down the stairs. She knew she wasn't allowed to run in the house, but she couldn't help it, she was so excited. Her parents never let her have sweets at night. She wondered why they were making an exception this time.

"He's coming." Sarah said once she was back down in the kitchen with her pregnant mother.

"You wanted strawberry, right?" Robin asked, looking back at her daughter.

"Yes!" Sarah exclaimed, "That's my favorite!"

Robin laughed, "Okay." She smiled and began dipping the ice cream into a bowl for Sarah. Soon, Carlos made his way down the stairs, and he smiled at his daughter. God, he really loved Sarah so much. She was such a daddy's girl, and he would always look after her and protect her. She was his whole life.

"I want chocolate." He said as he sat down at the kitchen table. Sarah then went to sit down beside him.

"Is that your favorite?" Sarah asked.

Carlos nodded, "And vanilla is your mom's favorite."

"Sure is." Robin agreed as she sat down two bowls full of ice cream in front of her daughter and husband. "Eat up."

"Mom, do we have any chocolate syrup?" Sarah asked.

"I think so, but the ice cream is enough sweet stuff for you." Her mother chided.

"Oh, come on please?" Sarah begged, "Just this once?" She asked.

"Let her have it Robin." Carlos said, after all, he always gave Sarah everything she wanted. He practically spoiled her, maybe that was why she was such a daddy's girl in the first place.

"Okay, but just this once." Robin said and reached up into the cabinets to get the bottle of chocolate syrup. The whole family then enjoyed their ice cream together, and once they were all done, they sat on the couch and watched the mermaid movie with Sarah for the umpteenth time in a row. Things seemed to be going pretty well, and it was another perfect night for the little family.

But to Carlos, something wasn't right. The night was too eerily quiet, and he didn't trust it, he knew something was up. And suddenly, the mermaid movie cut off, and an emergency broadcast flashed across the screen. Something about a level ten emergency in the city, and that everyone should stay inside. It sounded pretty dangerous, and nothing like this had ever happened before.

"Honey, go lock the doors and window..." Carlos said to his wife as he stood up and turned the light on.

"Daddy, what's going on?" Sarah asked, starting to panic a bit.

"Nothing important." Carlos tried to get her mind off of it, but it didn't seem to be working. Her anxiety was kicking in, and once it started, there was no way to stop it.

"But that man on the TV..." Sarah trailed off, looking more confused.

"What should we do Carlos?" Robin asked as she went around locking the windows and the front door. Carlos wasn't sure what to do though, after all, nothing like this had ever happened before. "Oh my god!" Robin exclaimed as she looked through the window. "There's someone outside our house!"

"Get away from the window Robin!" Carlos warned, but it was far too late. Something, or some one rather, had grabbed Sarah's mom through the window, busting the glass and all. "Robin!" Carlos yelled, running towards his wife, attempting to save her. "Stay back Sarah!" He ordered. The thing that was grabbing his wife, he had never seen in his life. It looked like a zombie, but he knew that it couldn't be possible. There was no such thing as zombies, not in this life, not in any life. What the hell was happening?

"Carlos!" She yelled as the zombie still had its arms wrapped around the woman. He grabbed the first thing he could think of, which was a frying pan, and began to bash the thing that was attacking his wife. Once she was freed from the zombie's grasp, they collapsed on the floor. Sarah watched in horror as her parents lay clutching each other.

"Mommy?" She asked as she stepped closer and closer to them.

"Mommy's fine Sarah..." Carlos said as he held Robin in his arms. But he knew she wasn't, there was a bite mark on her neck, and he wasn't sure what was going to happen next. Would she die? "Stay back." He ordered Sarah again, and she took a few steps backwards. "Robin?" He then questioned, shaking his wife. She seemed to be unconscious. And what about the baby? There was no way that the baby would survive if Robin was dead.

"Mom?" Sarah questioned, peeking over the couch, to see her parents. That was when Carlos realized that Robin wasn't breathing anymore, and she was really gone. He stood up, walking over to his daughter. He then took the smaller girl in his arms.

"Go upstairs and pack your things Sarah... We've got to go." He ordered.

"But what about mom?"

"Just go!" He nearly yelled and she ran up the stairs to get some of her stuff. And while she was upstairs, Carlos took the time to smash his wife's head in, just to make sure she wouldn't turn into one of those things. He knew now that he had to protect his baby girl, no matter what.