Nick woke up early in the morning blinking his eyes. I couldn't fully see what was around him and he had hoped he was just sleeping in a safe house with the others and that Alice was a dream but his hopes were dashed when he felt searing pain in his arm and his side.

"Shit, where are those pain pills the bitch gave me?"

Nick mumbled to himself feeling around in the dark for pills. His hands met the smooth plastic and he quickly unscrewed the top shaking out 4 pills and chased them with water. He slumped back on his side and cursed.

"God damn this place. Everything was just fine before the zombies."

Nick tried to drift back to sleep but the crying of a witch outside made it an impossible task. After about twenty minutes he gave up. He gingerly lifted himself up just enough to swing his legs over the edge of the bed and cradled his hurt him into his chest spotting his shoes.

It was easy to take off his shoes last night but putting them on seemed like a daunting task. After some struggling he managed and hopped down stairs. Alice was wide awake watching out the barred window of the door a rifle at her side. She seemed to not blink or even move as she kept watch. Nick wondered if she died. He didn't notice before but Alice was wearing a pair of worn blue jeans and a blood stained green T-shirt covered by a black zip up hoody that was zipped up half way.

"Yes Nick how can I help you? It's a bit early for your beauty sleep to be over."

She was already at it with her banter. Does she wake up like that or does she slowly become snarky? The world will never know and Nick didn't care to know.

"It's kind of hard to sleep with a witch outside the window. I'm sure she's your mother, she sounds like you after all. I can see the resemblance in your eyes too."

Nick scoffs and takes a set a crossed from her. Alice didn't say anything; she only looked outside the window. Nick also looked outside seeing the infected wandering around. A hunter seemed to be gnawing on a leg while the others moaned and shuffled around. After sometime Alice broke the silence, Nick could sense so hurt in her voice but he ignored it. About time she shows some emotion.

"Are you hungry pretty boy or is your razor wit keeping you full of shit?"

Before Nick could say anything Alice got up and headed to the other side of the room into the darkness. Before too long she turned on what seemed to be a kerosene lamp.

"You have oil and food?"

"No oil. The lamp is running off of a small solar generator I found it a while ago. It's only good for a few things at once but it's good enough for now."

Nick was a little impressed that she found that, it barely made any nose and she could carry it with her like a med kit. He watched her walk over to the cuboids and open them reveling canned goods, and dry goods. She pulled out some things from the cuboids. Nick was happy just watching her work not feeling like helping at all. After a half an hour she turned off the generator and came back with two steaming bowls.

"Red beans and rice. It's not much but it's hot. Funny we're in the south too."

He took the food and looked at it. He was getting tired of beans but it was better than not having food. He dug in without complaining and was surprised to find it tasted good, bland but good. He looked up from his bowl and noticed Alice was back to looking outside. What the hell was she looking for? Nick didn't question it as they both ate.

Silence fell over the two of the again. Alice took the dishes and washed them up in the dark with a flash light then sat back down. Her eyes went back to the outside. This was starting to annoy Nick.

"What the fuck is up with you and staring outside? You may be a bitch but you're looks can't kill princess."

Alice looked over at him blankly scoffed. It seemed like he just offended her by asking or it was some king of personal reason.

"Because I have to. I have to watch my back at all times, even more so when I'm safe. This virus isn't going to give in because I do"

Nick was even more confused at this point and cut her off.

"Ok how can you worry about the Green Flu when you're clearly one of the lucky women to be immune to it? I don't get you at all Alice. You're ether crazy or paranoid, shit I'm willing to bet it's both. "

Alice didn't respond, which made Nick happy, instead she seemed to stew. He liked the quiet and the more she talked the more he became confused. Alice's face seemed to twist and she started yelling.

"God could you be anymore self-centered and cynical? I mean shit I save your life and you treat me like this. I have my reasons for what I do and I don't need a god damn punk ass bitch to mock me for it. I've been thought enough Nick."

Nick was stunned at her outburst, before she would have just thrown it right back at him but it seems he hit a nerve. He started to feel a bit bad

"Oh yes my mother became a damn witch, I watched her kill her neighbor who got too close and I gunned her down. Thanks for bringing out my depressing life and parading it around like it's a fucking joke. So yea I might be crazy but it's kept me alive and I've done it by myself. Something your candy ass couldn't do. "

Alice's face was crimson at this point and the infected where clawing at the door attracted to her yelling. Fingers of the infected danced in the space between then as they reached past the window. Nick just huffed the facts hitting him in the face like a brick, he was being a dick. More so he was, as much as he hated to admit it, wrong.

"Whoo shit I'm sorry Alice. I.. wouldn't of said anything if I knew. That's shitty."

Nick was starting to see where she was coming from; she had no one. She was more like him then he thought and cared to admit. Forging through hard times alone, yea he knew that feeling all too well. He was starting to respect and even kind of like her.

"It takes a tough as nails bitch to stand up to me like that and not back down. I admire that."

Alice seemed to calm down but there was still red in her cheeks. She got up to find some gaze and change his bandages.

"Just don't do it again or I will feed you to a hunter. Apology accepted asshole. Now lets fix you up. The gaze are bleeding thought."

Nick watched her as she took off the gaze. His wounds looked red still but they didn't hurt nearly as much as before. She repeated the process of disinfecting and covering the wounds. He started to noticed how careful she was. Alice was humming to herself shooting a glair at him every so often, which just made him laugh some. After she was done she got back in her chair and fell asleep. Nick took decided sleep would be a good idea and nodded off.