They headed back to camp after another look through the next morning, they found a small girl in one of the apartments but that's about it, she was completely alive and had no signs of infection, all the injures she had was a couple of bruises of which probably resided from an abusive parent.

They were on the road again, the child leaning up asleep against Gabriel, the squad didn't completely trust him but if Cas said that he was safe then he was safe. In some parts they wanted to know the full story of his family but decided not to bother him about it just incase he wasn't comfortable talking about it.

The youngest sat in the front with his roommate, them having another random conversation to keep themselves occupied, probably another thing about their back story if they were going to talk about anything. The stranger was munching on a chocolate bar, from who knows where he got it.

The little girl was named Emma she lived in the apartment since the virus broke out, keeping herself safe by taking out the creatures with a kitchen knife. Her family left the second day and were almost instantly killed, leaving her to defend herself.

"Sam wanted to go to Stanford, meet a nice girl, to be honest he did. Her name was Jessica, but on the way to the camp she was taken by them, he wanted to turn back but knew that we couldn't." Dean explained making the younger frown.

"How my Dad died, they were out on a patrol, he was—he had been drinking that morning, which was the worst thing that he could have done." He began, eyes not leaving the road. "He normally would have noticed the creature but being intoxicated he was unable to, he was bit before being completely devoured."

"I'm sorry to hear about your family." He looked down, hands folded in his lap. "It's not your fault, he shouldn't have been drinking that morning, if he didn't he probably would still be alive."

They arrived back at the camp around noon, each of them stretching as they climbed out of the truck, one of the members leading the child to the infirmary to make absolute sure she wasn't infected.

He went to check on her the next morning, she had a twisted ankle, and some scars on his arms but she wasn't infected which put a smile on his face, she was a lot more lively the following day some of the medics struggling to keep her still to do another check up before being released.

She was put into the child sector once the med bay had released her, they as well enrolled her in the small elementary school and should begin attending by the next week.

He slept without weight on his shoulders, knowing that she was alive and well he jolted awake as sirens wailed over his ears, this only meant once thing, the zombies had breeched the fence.

When one or a multiple amount of the creatures breech the fence and make their way into the courtyard a continuos sound of alarms is heard, it tells the survivors to stay or make their way indoors.

He made his way into the courtyard in a matter of seconds, the rest of the squad already working on taking the creatures out.

He suddenly froze in the middle of doing so, seeing a small child trying to back away from the herd, a expression of fear on their face.

"Cover me!" He had exclaimed loudly as he dashed towards where the child was in danger, scooping up the boy into his arms before he turned to run back towards the entrance to the base. "Go, run for the gate." He sat down the boy as the zombies had surrounded them, the child doing as he was told.

His pistol had jammed in the middle of taking out the creatures, running as quickly as his feet could take him. Inches from safety he heard another gunshot, the world going black as he collapsed to the ground.

"CASTIEL!"

A/N: I know the wording suddenly got less well written, I started it yesterday and woke up today with writers block so please forgive me.