Castiel Angel Heart- I know…I really am evil sometimes…I really hate putting all these characters through this…I honestly can't tell you why…thinking back, I do feel bad about it. It's strange how attached I get to these characters…I even cried writing last chapter…

Darylisperfection- Thank you, and I'm sorry for that last chapter…it was really mean of me…as I said in the last reply, I feel bad for doing that to Shane and Vanessa…we'll just have to see where they end up, won't we? :)

Guest- Yay! I'm glad!

AN: Okay, I shouldn't be starting this yet I haven't even posted the other chapter (it's Friday 5/24). But, I don't have school today (or for the next four days thanks to exams and the weekend) and I'm really bored…plus I just keep getting ideas for this…so looks like I'm gonna write it. I might just make this really long and make it the finally. But, I'm not sure. Oh, This chapter is rated M! I don't want to change the whole story (not like I'll have time anyway, I never do) so, this chapter is rated M for adult situations…I will put like a whole row of *'s before and after so you can read everything but, if you want :). If you wanna see what my OCs look like the links are listed on my profile.

His once beautiful brown eyes looked at her, now a milky white and glassy. His skin had turned a grayish color, and he didn't look like himself. She was scared at that moment. She wasn't sure what to do. She loved him, and didn't want him to leave her…yet she knew that what he'd become…wasn't him. She would give her left foot for him to be himself once more, but she couldn't…His face inched closer to hers, a low growl rumbling throughout him. If she was smart, she'd do what had to be done, but she was in love…and unfortunately loss of common sense was a negative side affect of being in love.

She felt it…teeth ripping out her juggler vein, tearing her neck to shreds. She was a goner and she knew it, her neck ached and she felt a sting run through her pulse, her heart hurting as if someone had stabbed her in it. Slowly, from the loss of blood, her eyes began to shut, and her body ran cold. What would happen next…wouldn't be pretty.

"Darlin'! Hey, baby wake up!" warm hands cupped Vanessa's face. She woke, met with the warm, full of life brown eyes that belonged to her husband.

"Shane!" she cried, he wiped away the tears that were falling from her eyes. She brought her lips to his, not believing he was really there. "You're okay," she whispered fitfully against his warm, sweet lips.

"Yes, I'm here, baby," he said. "Now tell me all about it," he laid down with her in the bed. She looked out of the cell to see the moon still ruled the sky.

"You were…you were one of them…" was all she had to say before he pulled her closer. "Wait a minute!" she exclaimed. She hurriedly got up. "Come with me, I think I have an idea," Shane didn't hesitate. He'd seen that look on her face before. She was on there brink of something great. She led him down the hall and through numerous corridors. There was a door with a sign that read, 'Nurse's station'. She went in and searched for what she was looking for, she found a microscope, and a whole bag full of syringes. She went back to her and Shane's cell, and set the microscope down on the table. She got out a syringe and commanded Shane to sit.

"Darlin' what are you doin'?"

"Shh," she commanded, finding his vein and putting the needle in, pulling out enough blood to fill the syringe. "Keep Pressure on that. And, get somebody to get me flesh or blood from a walker, quickly."

"I don't-"

"Now!"

She didn't care if it was the dead of night, this needed to be done now. She took her own blood and put it on a slide under the microscope, her blood was the control, she looked into the eye piece, and saw the steady movement of the red liquid. Next, she took a look at Shane's. There was another element…it was battling with his blood cells.

"What are ya seein'?" Shane asked.

"Where's my sample?"

"Rick an' Daryl are getting it."

"Okay, c'mere," Shane did as commanded and she moved the microscope toward him. He looked in and shrugged. "That's your blood. Those white things are what I believe to be the virus…your blood cells are fighting them off, they're trying hard too…"

"So what does that mean, Darlin'?"

"It means…I'm not sure yet. I need Hershel's blood?"

"Why his?"

"He was bit…and survived."

"Because Rick cut his leg off."

"Think about it Shane, this virus if fast acting…cutting off the limb wouldn't do anything, it was already in his blood stream. And, it had already gotten to his heart, at least once."

"You want me to go wake him?"

"No, it would be best if I did," she hurried down to Hershel's cell, and walked in, not bothering to knock. The old man woke with a start.

"Vanessa? What are-"

"I'm sorry I'm being rude right now, I need to take a blood sample. Shane's life may depend on it."

He nodded and held out his arm. Vanessa took a syringe full and hurried back up to her cell. She looked at his blood under the microscope and was pleasantly surprised with what she saw…There were still viruses, but his, much like Shane's, blood cells were fighting off the virus.

"He's immune…" she whispered. "He's immune," she shouted happily.

"Who is, Darlin'?" Shane asked, his voice sounding only slightly weaker, although he could've just been tired.

"Hershel…I was right, hold on," she ran back down to Hershel's cell.

"Can't a man get some shut eye around here?" he asked with a sigh.

"Last thing, I promise. You're immune. What's your blood type?"

"I'm immune to what?"

"The walker virus! What is your blood type?"

"AB negative. Same as Maggie's…why?"

"I'm trying to see if that's what makes you immune. Thank you, Hershel," she ran but up to her and Shane's cell, completely enthused, she had taken the first step to finding a cure. "Shane, what's your blood type?"

"B negative."

Her face fell. "No…that can't be right. Are you sure?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Hershel's immune but his blood type is AB negative…Shane…" she began crying again. He pulled her close to him, allowing her to bury her face in his strong chest.

"It'll be okay, Darlin'."

"How can you say that!?" she pushed back from his chest, her blue eyes glistening with tears. "You won't be here! I can't live without you, Shane! You're my husband! The man I love with all of my heart! How can you tell me it'll be all right?" she sobbed more and fell back onto his chest. She wasn't going to leave his side, even if he begged her.

"Because I know it will be…some way, some how," he said while kissing her head. He couldn't say that he wasn't a little teary eyed while seeing her in such pain.

"I can't raise another baby without you…Larayne won't even remember you…Shane…"

"Shh…shh…shh," he tried to soothe her. He just wanted to absorb all the pain that she had, and take it for himself. His heart ached every time she sobbed.

"Y'know what, you're right," she pulled back again, and looked up at his face, trying to commit everything to memory. The way his pink tongue rubbed across his bottom lip as he looked down at her with his pupils dilated in his already dark brown eyes. "I want to spend this time doing more than being upset," Vanessa pressed her lips gently against his, hoping he'd take the hint. And, as always, Shane was good at taking hints. He put his hands on either side of her neck, and pulled her closer to him, reclaiming her lips with his own. He moved one of his hands down and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her chest up against his. "Close the cell door, and the curtain," she said huskily. It seemed like ages since they'd been intimate.

As he did that (he was the only that could reach high enough) she pulled her shirt over her head, he turned back around to face his dark haired lover. He placed his warm, large hand on the small of her back and pulled her close to him once more. She tugged at the hem of his shirt.

"You want that off, baby?" he asked against her ear in a seductive tone.

"Ye-yes," she stammered, he always had that power over her, the one that could make her legs jell-o and her speech impaired.

"Then take it off," the statement seemed innocent enough, but she felt something rush through her at that moment that made her just want to rip his clothes to shreds. She then realized that it had buttons on it, she smiled and started at the top with her teeth, and the bottom with her hands. She allowed her fingers to ghost over his lower stomach. She felt him shiver. He removed his arms from her, just long enough to let the shirt fall to the ground. His lips went to work on her sensitive neck.

His hands moved up her back from the small of her back, to unclasp her bra. She let it slide off of her shoulders. Her breasts pressed against his bare chest as he slowly slid his hands down her back, to her ass, he gripped it firmly, before allowing his hands to slide just below her jean clad behind to her thighs. He lifted her up easily, she wrapped her legs around somewhere in his middle, as his lips began slowly kissing down her neck to her breasts. She let out soft moans.

"Bed," she pleaded, knowing that things wouldn't be as slow and enjoyable if they ended up against the wall.

"Whatever you want, Darlin'," he carried her over to the bed and gently set her down on the bottom bunk. He took his time taking her boots off, untying each one before slowly taking it off her foot. She worked to unhook her belt, as he pulled off the last of her socks. She undid her jeans button and zipper as he pulled her pants from her body, leaving her only in her lacy black underwear.

He savored the sight of her laying on the bed, hair spreading all over the pillows, her whole body, save the sexy panties, completely nude. Suddenly, she sat up and stood on her knees on the bed, she started at his neck, her lips attached to a spot on his left side, before she slowly began to drag her teeth down his collar bone and chest, as her hands worked at his belt. She got it undone, allowing the already loose pants to fall to the floor.

Shane grinned at his wife as she pulled his boxers from his body, letting them too drop to the floor. Without hesitation, she took him inside of her mouth, her groaned. Before she could finish, he pushed her back onto the bed, he hooked his first finger into her panties and pulled them off.

"Damn baby…these are soaked," he stated with a grin, tossing them far away.

"Mm," she moaned as he slipped a finger into her wetness. He lips went back onto hers to silence all of her sounds and absorb her moans as his finger pumped into her. Her hips bucked up, and that's when he pulled his finger out, and replaced it with his cock.

"Oh my God…Shane," she moaned as he thrust for the first time. He picked up a steady pace, as she moaned beneath him.

"Come for me baby," he whispered against her ear.

"I love you, Shane," she stated, standing from the bed, only for a moment to grab his earlier discarded shirt. She buttoned all but three buttons and tossed him his boxers, so they wouldn't be completely naked.

"I love you too, Ness," he pulled her body as close to his as it would get once she laid back down. He wrapped his arms around her, as her head rested against his chest. His right palm ended up on her lower stomach. "What are ya gonna do if you are-?"

"Hopefully not die in child birth…and tell him or her how great their dad is and how much he loves me," she refused to use past tense. He wasn't gone, and as far as she was concerned, he never would be.

"You won't die," he promised. "Here," he unclipped his '22' necklace and clasped it around her neck. "You hang on to it."

"Shane-"

"Don't argue with me, Darlin'," he had to keep a level head, if he lost it, she would too. He could tell she was feeding off of his energy.

"Why don't you sleep a little bit? You haven't the whole time we've been here."

"And what are you gonna do?"

"Work with the samples a little more…maybe try to find a cure?" it was halfhearted. She had no idea how to cure anything.

"All right. I love you."

"I love you too," she said, exiting the cell with a few syringes. "Maggie!' she called when she saw the short haired brunette.

"Yeah?" she turned around quickly. Dawn had barely broken, and it was surprising for anybody to be up.

"Can I take your blood? You may be immune to this virus…"

"I might?" she asked.

"Yes…and maybe I can create a cure…for Shane…"

"Take as much as you need," Maggie was surprised at how well the slightly older woman was doing. She knew if it were her and Glenn in that situation, she wouldn't be so calm and collected.

"Thank you," Vanessa drew a syringe worth and went back to her cell. She put it and some of the walker goo onto a slide with Maggie's blood and watched as her blood cells attacked the viruses. They fought them off quickly, killing almost all of them. She's immune too. She decided to take another look at Shane's blood from earlier. With shaky hands she slipped the slide into the microscope. She steeled herself and pressed her eye over the eyepiece.

There were exceptionally less viruses than earlier. His blood seemed to be over coming the virus…maybe he was immune after all…she needed to test somebody else's blood, somebody who couldn't be immune. But who would that be? Herself… Lori had turned after she died and they had the same blood type. That was the only explanation.

She took more of her own blood and mixed it with the walker goo, and looked into the microscope. The virus was eating away at her cells, quickly deteriorating them into nothingness. Somehow, this was the best news she'd ever gotten! She hurried over to Shane, and kissed him awake. He looked at her a little surprised. She kissed him again.

"What's this 'bout Darlin'? You told me to get some sleep."

"You're not gonna die! You're immune! C'mere!" she pulled him over to the little work desk. "Look," she had him look at her blood sample first. "That's mine, and this is yours," she switched them, and he looked at that one too. His face lighting up pleasantly.

"I'm immune!?"

"Yes, you are baby," she smiled and they kissed yet again. She wasn't sure how…but he was immune…maybe it was the B negative part of the AB negative…but, it really didn't' matter.

Shane was immune…everything would work out just fine.

AN: I'm very sorry if any of this stuff (about blood and types) is wrong…I'm not a doctor, and I kinda had to guess about all that stuff…and I know Shane wasn't immune in the show (obviously…) but I just couldn't kill him off…I was mad at myself enough for making them go through so much pain last chapter and part of this one. So, I'm not gonna lie, I'm really bad at smut, lemons, whatever the hell you wanna call it…I just can't write them, I'm sure that was a really failed attempt…If y'all really, really think I should rate the whole thing M, please tell me…I don't wanna like get my story flagged or something…