Dear readers,

Thank you Lauren Cunningham for giving me more character information. England… either you haven't been reading or you're just ignoring me. -_- Jay… you know what? In my imagination it is possible to crawl through air vents. Thanks for all the reviews, everyone!^.^

*Mario voice* Here we go!

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Jay and I made our way down from the roof of the hotel. I couldn't wait to get back to the group and prove them wrong. But despite that… ****Okay so right now I'm watching Kronk's new groove and I'm laughing so hard… omg. Had to tell you. Okay continue**** I was still upset with Jay. He still hasn't told me why he left… but I could figure that out later.

"Hah!" I yelled busting down the door.

"What the- oh. He's alive." Russia says and goes back to the card game that her and Bavaria were playing. Not even half the reaction I wanted.

"Missed you too, Russia." Jay smiles ignorantly. Wow he's a dumbass.

"Flush." Russia sighs laying down her cards, standing up, and stretching. She walked over to my phone and tossed it to me. "Reaver called about a million times." She yawns.

"And you didn't answer it…why?" I ask.

"Well he called you, not me." Russia raises an eyebrow and sits down on her bed.

"We're going to need more rooms." I say waiting for Reaver to pick up.

"I'm on it." Jay starts toward the door.

"Stay." I stop him.

"Took you long enough." Reaver hisses.

"Skip the welcome wagon, Reaver. Tell me what's going on." I study my nails.

"Texas has become quite the problem."

I don't say anything.

"Minneapolis?"

Nope.

"Please." He sighs.

"Why is she a problem?" I ask.

"Remember what she was like when she was living?"

"Not really."

"Well she's worse now… wait- what?"

I ignore him, "I'll be there in a bit. Gonna bring some friends. But we found a place to stay." I say clicking the end call button.

"Let's go." I drag Jay out of the door.

"What do you want us to do?" Bavaria calls.

"Something." I say bluntly.

Jay and I walk down the hall and to the elevators. I push the lobby button and wait. I hate elevators. Always have. They are unreliable and annoying. And right now Jay was standing too close. I shove him to the other side of the elevator as the doors open. We are just about to pass the doors when-

"Do you need me to call a taxi?" It's that girl again.

"No."

"Do you want to take a travel guide? Maybe you can-"

"No."

"Is everything okay? I can call in a thera-"

"No."

"Well is there anything I can…"

"Yes, actually," I turn around. "can you book three more rooms?"

"Sure thing!" She goes straight to her computer and Jay and I take our chance to escape.

"Who was that?" Jay asks, very confused.

"Oh, her? That's Lauren. She's okay." I shrug. I look around and find a valet key rack. I grab a random set of keys and start looking for the parking spot that matched the number.

"When did we meet her?" He scratches his head.

"You actually think I remember?" I ask.

"Huh?"

"Yeah, that's right." I sigh. I press the unlock button and see the lights on a purple jeep flash. Jesus. "You want to drive?" I ask.

"Sure." He shrugs. I toss him the keys and side the jeep, getting in the passenger side.

It turns out Jay drives like a rapid polar bear. I'm not even sure how we're still alive. But I do know that we killed a few zombies on the way… well I hope they were zombies…

"And you think that my plane flying skills are bad." I say almost falling out of the vehicle.

"Hey, don't blame the man blame the-"

"Oh, good. You're here." Bipolar greets us.

"Somehow."

"Where's Texas?" Jay asks.

"She's in there… or what's left of her." Bipolar shrugs.

"Why isn't she dead, yet?" I grunt.

"I don't think Nick or Reaver could bring themselves to do it." She sighs.

"And you?" Jay asks.

"Not me! No way!" Bipolar shakes her head.

"Alright." I take the gun that she was holding and walk into the shack that Texas was in.

All that's left of Fairbanks is a bloody mess. Texas' gurgling body stood motionless, face to the wall. With her back to me I could easily get the job done and have it off my hands in just a few seconds. But no, life couldn't be that easy.

"You almost done in there?" Jay calls from outside. This intrigues Texas and she whips around to face me.

"You're next Jay!" I yell over my shoulder. "Hello Texas." I say aiming the gun.

"GRRRWWWBbbbllllo."

"Mhmmm. Mhmm. See you in the next life." I shoot the gun. Pew and dead.

"Yay!" Jay cheers from outside. I walk out and hit him with my gun.

"Please shut up."

Later that night I was bored and couldn't sleep. So I decided to go back up to the roof.

"Hey there!" I hear behind me and I nearly fall off the roof. "Woah." Jay catches me before I do.

"Thanks." I growl. He sits next to me on the edge of the building.

"So…"

"You never told me what you were doing up here earlier." I say.

"Oh yeah, I was trying to get a better view of the island when I saw these guys down below… They were chasing someone so I just shot them down." He shrugs.

I smile.

"Why are you smil'n like a goat in a briar patch?" He asks. I roll my eyes. "What? You're not hitting me." He gasps.

"No," I say.

"This is an all new you!" He exclaims.

"Jay?"

"I don't think I've ever actually seen you smile."

"Jay."

"That makes me giddier than a bat-" Before he can finish I kiss him just to shut him up. There's a long silence. "Why'd you do that?"

"It was either that or push you off the roof." I say standing up and leaving.

Yeah… he's gonna hurt me for that… but whatever. :D Oke. Well until next time my friends…

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