A/N: Just a few things I need to cover. This story is AU, but you all knew that. And to answer anon's question about them being 18 since it is 2012…I was debating back and forth between that and I decided on no. You'll find out as the story goes along, but I should've probably introduced that sooner. The idea of them living in a house together, etc at 18 is unrealistic. I believe i'm setting them at 24 in this, so never mind the year as it correlates to Glee :)

Finn walked out of the cave cautiously and slowly, looking in every direction humanly possible only to find nothing in sight. Of course not, all the action was probably towards the west, where all the gun shots were coming from. The shots now seemed simultaneous, and he knew there were probably copious amounts of zombies around whoever was causing this. He let out a slight sigh as he began to run through the woods quickly towards the shots until finally he reached the area. It wasn't far from where they were hiding out at all, and all he could think about was keeping Rachel safe and away from these zombies. They only had one bad encounter so far, and he swore he would never let that happen again.

December 22nd 2012, 1:30pm.

"Have you figured out where we're going yet?" Rachel said as she hopped back into the truck. They made a pit stop at a tiny local grocery store directly off the highway for more food; taking whatever else they felt like since the place was empty.

"Yeah, we should keep on this road for just a bit longer before turning off." Finn said as they began to drive, the GPS directing him towards his destination once more. They didn't pass any cars and part of him wondered what had happened to the cars that were surrounding him everywhere just that early morning when they left Lima.

"I'm so tired." Rachel said quietly.

Finn looked over at her before looking back towards the desolate road in front of him, abandoned cars occasionally interfering with the lone flow of traffic, swerving slightly between them. "I know." He said simply. "But we're almost to our first stop, then I promise we can get some sleep." He added reassuringly. He was pretty tired himself, having been driving for almost twelve hours straight, minus the few stops they made.

They drove for about an hour longer before it came. He knew this was going to happen. A large traffic jam right on the highway. It was over a bridge too. Of course. Where were they going to go? 'Straight out of a movie' Finn thought as he directed his attention towards Rachel, putting the truck into park.

"We might have to get out and push these cars if we want to get through." Finn said.

Rachel looked at him and nodded silently. He knew that if this were any other occasion she would definitely be complaining. He was proud of her for being such a good sport about everything; he knew how rough this was for her. It was rough for him too; he just didn't want to show it. He had to be strong, especially for Rachel's sake.

"Let's do it." She said before hopping out of the large truck, walking quickly over towards Finn. "Where should we begin?"

"Lets just try and get the smaller cars out of the way first, see if that helps us at all."

Rachel nodded as she walked ahead of him towards a little Toyota Camry parked directly in the middle of the highway. She quickly grabbed onto the back of the car, waiting for Finn to catch up.

"Try getting inside of it and putting it in neutral instead while I push. It'll probably make it easier to move." He explained.

As Rachel approached the driver's side door, she stopped and gasped. "There….there's someone…" Finn looked around to the driver's side as she screamed at the top of her lungs as whatever it was woke up, looking directly at her as it began to claw at the windows trying to escape.

"Oh my God…oh my God!" Rachel yelled as she ran backwards, directly into a minivan, the same thing now happening inside that car. "Th-There's things in all of these cars!" She shrieked. "Finn!"

Finn couldn't help but turn and run back to the truck as quickly as he could, yelling at Rachel to follow him, but it was too late. Her screams and yelling were enough for more to emerge; some coming out of cars quicker than others. Finn's heart was beating rapidly as he rummaged through his things, finding a knife and gun. These things made really awful noises and gasps, their growling sounding like an animal. Just knowing these were once humans gave him chills. He quickly began firing shots at the bodies slumming their way towards Rachel as Rachel ran as fast as she could away, unsuccessfully as she ran herself into one trap after the other.

"They're not dying!" Rachel yelled as Finn kept shooting. It wasn't until he shot one in the head did it finally fall. He should've known they wouldn't die if he shot the heart, after all, he did used to watch Zombie movies.

"Head! Shoot in the head!" She said as she began to panic. There had to be nearly thirty of them going after the Rachel, some now turning their heads towards Finn's gunfire as well.

"Over my dead body you fucking bastards." Finn muttered as he began shooting, hitting as many as he could before Rachel was able to get towards him. It was weird that these were once people, just like him and Rachel, but he sure as hell wasn't about to lose Rachel to these…things.

"Oh my God…I'm so sorry." She said as she reached for his upper arm, holding onto him tightly.

Finn fired off a few more rounds of ammunition before turning. There was no use. There had to be close to over a hundred by this point, and they were coming for them in all directions.

"Get to the truck, Rachel." He demanded as he began to run behind her, turning every once in a while to fire a shot or two.

When they got back to the truck, he had to fight a few of them off the sides of it but he was successful. He revved up the engine and floored it into reverse, running a few over in the process causing Rachel to scream.

"You have to stop screaming, babe." He said calmly. Quite honestly, her screams only caused more anxiety inside of him. It wasn't exactly a sound he really wanted to hear…unless it was like, in the bedroom or something. But even then, probably not since this was more an 'I'm going to die bloody murder' type scream.

"I'm so sorry." Rachel repeated. "I'm just so scared." She said as her voice shook.

"It's okay." Finn said, reaching over for her hand. "I'm going to have to teach you how to use these guns though." Finn, a previous police officer had numerous training on the handling of guns. Thank God for that.

Deciding the highway wasn't the best idea, Finn veered off into a field, searching until he came across a back road, which from there they decided to travel on instead. It was going to be more difficult to get to the mountains than he thought.

"Hey!" Finn yelled cautiously but quietly. "Hey!" He repeated, trying to get the shooters attention.

"Woah woah!" Finn said holding up his hands in surrender as the stranger pointed the gun in Finn's immediate direction. "Don't shoot."

"Who are you?" A man bellowed out, obvious panic in his voice.

"I just heard the shots. I am hiding out nearby. That's all. I came to see what was up." Finn explained calmly, watching as the Zombies began to head towards him. They didn't care who was who, as long as that person had human flesh. They were atrocious.

The man pointed the gun away and continued to shoot, his partner doing the same.

"The gunshots attract more of them!" Finn called out, holding up his knife as he began killing them, helping out the strangers that so rudely disrupted his sleep.

"It does?" The other man in the duo questioned, not stopping the firing though.

"Yes. Do you guys have other weapons? Try those."

"Well there's no use now, there's so many!" The one said. Finn observed him quickly. He was shorter than he, short dark curly hair atop his head that was super gelled back. This guy also had a point.

"Then let's get you two out of here." Finn said, surprised he even recommended the idea.

"What?"

"Yeah, come to where I'm hiding out. It's a cave. It's nice, haven't seen a zombie in days."

"Walker" They said, correcting him.

Finn paused. "Y-yeah sure."

"Are you alone?" The one guy questioned as the three ran around each other basically in circles, firing shots and knifing zombies as they spoke.

"No. My girlfriend is with me. She won't mind." Finn explained. "But you need to run. And fast. We need to get all of them off of our tracks. There's no way I'm letting them follow us and have them end up finding their way to us…and her." Finn finished.

"What do you propose we do?" The first man said. "Our car is right over there though!"

"Run. That's really all we can do." Finn rattled his brain for more ideas. "I don't really have any other alternative. Maybe run in the opposite direction just until they get off our trail? And in the morning when they clear out we will come back for the car."

"Whatever, I'm down for whatever. We just need to get the hell out of here!" The second man yelled. Finn deducted these two had to be a couple, the second man's voice sounding slightly feminine. But he wasn't judging. He just wanted to get out of there safe, and to get back to Rachel as soon as he could.

"Then on the count of three you both will follow me as I knife. You won't fire any more gunshots unless you absolutely have to, understand?"

They both nodded in agreement as Finn counted. 'Lord help me' was pretty much all he thought as he yelled out three and they all took off.

Despite Rachel's frantic mind, she found her ipod and put it on low, listening only through one earbud in as she calmed herself down before drifting off into sleep. If she wasn't basically hiding for life, she would've been singing along, but this wasn't the time. Instead she listened to Barbra Streisand, hoping that her iPod wouldn't die. Soon, she began to dream, the music no longer present in her conscious mind. They were back home, friends and family surrounding them as they laughed and watched the hockey game; Finn was always a diehard Columbus Blue Jackets fan. She would entertain the girls as they sat at the kitchen table, while the guys drank their beer and ate their snacks, occasionally yelling at the television. It was amazing what she took for granted until….

Rachel's eyes shot open as she let out a scream, a set of hands instantly flying to her mouth to stifle the scream.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Finn whispered as he removed his hands from her mouth. "It's just me."

"How was I supposed to know that?" Rachel shot back, a wave of relief flooding over her at the sight of Finn beside her, his flashlight moving around as he reached for a water bottle and towel, pouring the water scarcely onto the towel as he cleaned his dirty hands and face off.

"There's people outside, don't be alarmed. I'm letting them stay next to us as long as they never shoot their damn gun again."

"People?" Rachel asked curiously. "Were they the ones…"

"Yes" Finn said, cutting her off. "They were surrounded though. I guess it's a good thing I had found them, or else I'm not quite sure they'd be alive. They abandoned their car back where I found them, so I'm going out with them tomorrow to get it. Turns out they're going to the same place we are."

"Oh really?" Rachel said. She really wanted to leave the tent and introduce herself, but she wasn't sure that was the best idea. It was probably best she waited until the morning.

"Yeah. Why not travel in a pack." Finn said as he stripped himself of his dirty shirt and pants, leaving him in nothing but boxers. "I think they can be trusted anyway, but I'll know more in the morning. For now I'm just glad we're safe back here with the walkers off our trail."

"Walkers?"

"The zombies. That's what they were calling them." Finn explained before turning off his flashlight and collapsing next to Rachel once more, pulling the blankets up to his chest.

"I'm just glad you're safe." Rachel muttered as Finn wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. She could hear the shuffling about outside of the tent, but she knew it was just the others. Maybe being with more people would settle her uneasy mind a bit, or maybe it would cause more commotion and attract the "walkers" to them. Everything had a pro and con, her mind just needed to stop thinking of every possible one to every situation. It was one of her downfalls.

She felt Finn's lips hit her cheek multiple times as she tried not to laugh too loudly. "Stop that tickles and you know that!" she said through giggles.

"I just like your reaction, that's all."

"You can't even see me." Rachel whispered back.

"I know, but I've seen it many times to know." Finn said into her ear before kissing her cheek once more. "I love you."

"I love you too." She said before kissing him gently on the lips.

"Get some sleep now, I'm not leaving your side again." Finn said as Rachel nestled her head onto the top of his chest, his warmth engulfing her as she instantly relaxed, her eyes closing immediately. After all, dreams were better than reality in a time like this.

Let me know what you think! I correlated Finn and Rick Grimes (From TWD)'s characters of being police officers :)