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CHAPTER 2

"Oh my God..." said Dean staring at the herd of zombies coming their way, in a fast slow-motion kind of way.

Both brothers stood there by the side of the road for what seemed like forever before Dean reacted.

"Sammy, come on!" he said as he grabbed his little brother's arm and pulled him towards the forest.

They started to run as fast as they could, not even stopping by the car to get more weapons. They were left with the half loaded shotgun Dean had and the small pistol Sam always carried around. They started to shoot everywhere and anywhere as the dead entered the woods not that far behind them. The Winchesters may have been faster, smarter and stronger, but they were seriously outnumbered against what seemed like more than 50 zombies. They did manage to hit a couple of them, but the gunshots had drawn even more in. They soon ran out of bullets and took out their knives to keep on defending themselves. They quickly figured out they needed to stab the brain for them to be dead for good, so they managed to stab a few more of them. Never the less, there were still about 20 zombies wondering around them in an unknown forest, and they both knew they would need a miracle to get out of there in one piece.

As they were really starting to struggle, with Dean being on the ground trying to keep a zombie as far away from his face as he could and Sam trying to manage three of them on his own, gunshots were heard as two women arrived in a hurry. They shot and stabbed the dead as if it was nothing, as if they'd been doing that their whole lives. They soon cleared the nearby area of any zombies. Once they were just the four of them, Dean slowly got up as he heard the click of the gun pressed to his temple. He saw Sam in the same position a few feet away, being held at gunpoint by a teenage girl that couldn't be more than 15 years old.

"Woah, okay, okay, easy! I'm sure we can all just-" Dean started to say before making one of his moves in order to toss the woman's arm aside and take her gun. He then pointed it at her, which made the teenager let go of Sam to aim at Dean instead. Dean took a quick peak at the girl before laying his eyes back on the short haired brunette standing in front of him. Everyone was breathing evilly in silence, before the woman spoke.

"Dean?" she said before turning her head to the taller brother "Sam?"

The Winchesters frowned for a moment before Dean's eyes grew wide.

"Bella?" he said in a confused voice, lowering his weapon.

Sam's eyes grew even wider in surprise. "Bella? We thought you were dead!" he said.

She just looked at them with mixed expressions on her face, not knowing what to say or do.

"Maggie, what the hell is this?" the teenage girl spoke out.

"Maggie?" asked Dean with a frown.

"Yeah.. yeah, it's Maggie now" she simply said with that noticeable English accent that suited her so well.

Dean raised his eyebrows, lowered his lips and slightly nodded in a surprised but approving kind of way.

Sam broke the awkward and confused silence by asking the inevitable question. "What the hell is going on Bel-Maggie?"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, first of all, last we heard, you're supposed to be dead with your sorry ass dragged down in Hell by hell hounds" Dean answered. "Second of all, can you tell your little friend here to stop aiming that at me, that'd be great, thanks."

"It's okay, Enid, they're the good guys." Maggie said, giving the girl a reassuring look. Enid lowered her gun, still frowning at the Winchesters to show she did not trust them completely.

"Thanks" said Dean in his deep and manly voice. "Oh, and, you know, now that we're pointing out the elephants in the room, hum, how can I say this?" He started saying in a sarcastic tone that was typically Dean's "What's with all this zombie apocalypse crap?" he continued with a now more serious voice, looking around and pointing at all the dead decomposing bodies on the ground.

Maggie quickly raised an eyebrow. "Walkers" she simply said.

"I beg your pardon?" Dean said.

"They're called walkers, dumbass!" jumped in Enid.

Sam and Dean both raised their eyebrows in surprise at the way the teen talked to the older brother.

"Well, where do these walkers all come from?" Dean asked, emphasising on the word "walker".

"What do you mean?" Maggie asked in return with a confused look.

"Yeah, you're the one who started to shoot at them like crazy! Don't you know that the sound is just gonna attract more of them?" said Enid abruptly.

"Yeah, we figured that out on our own, thanks." Dean said, starting to get annoyed by the girl's attitude.

"Dean, come on" calmly said Sam, feeling his brother tensing up with annoyance. He deeply sighed then added "Maggie, what's going on? I mean, is this some sort of virus? Do people all turn out like this? And are you girls alone or are there other people?" Sam talked really fast and there were so many more questions on his mind, but he was overall just confused that they only heard about this now, when clearly it had to have been happening for quite some time now for the world to be in this state.

Both girls looked at him, confused. "Where the hell have you guys been for the past two years?" Maggie asked.

"Two years?" exclaimed Dean. "You're telling me this has been going on for two whole years?" He gave his brother disoriented look, just to find Sam looking at him the same way.

"It's not possible" added Sam.

Maggie looked them dead in the eye and asked "What's the last thing you remember?"

"We woke up the day before last in a crappy motel room a few hours outside Virginia and we somehow ended up fighting a bunch of Zom-Walkers in the middle of a forest" answered Dean.

"And before that?" insisted Maggie.

"We were hunting-" started Dean, before looking a Enid "hum, you know, things at Bobby's up in South Dakota" he said, trying to not give out what they were doing for a living, even though Maggie already knew.

Maggie and Enid gave each other a meaningful look before the woman spoke "We need to get you to our group leader."

"Yeah? And who's that?" asked Dean, unimpressed.

"Rick Grimes" answered Maggie.