Back with Chapter 7! Enjoy and TGIF!

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The Dooley house was smaller than the Davenport house, but it had a more homely look. Once again when they entered, the teens "prepared" the house in case of a zombie attack. Double locked all the doors that provide entryway into their new base, boarded up all the windows, and this time made an escape plan in case anymore piles of rotting flesh decided to have them for dinner.

After they were done with all that, Chase went back to researching while Adam, Bree, and Leo found more weapons they can use. A metal pipe (Adam accidently pulled it out), a helmet (someone could use it to protect their brain!), a couple more knives, and since they had to find another weapon so there were four, a water gun filled with water. True it wouldn't help that much, but it was long range! Anything would help in a zombie apocalypse Bree had said and Adam had responded with Ooh how about a chipmunk that could sing!

"Chase how long is it gonna take to find a cure, I don't think I can take another day of this!" Adam said.

"It hasn't even been a day!" Chase pointed out.

"Still!" Adam said and collapsed on the couch.

Chase spent the rest of the day dedicated to his research while Adam, Bree, and Leo took care of the little things to pass the time.

When it was time for dinner, the Dooley house had bread and some turkey that they could just make sandwiches out of instead of the junk food they got from publix. Adam volunteered to make them but Leo quickly said that he would, in case Adam messed up and made it with a piece of bread between two pieces of turkey. In case you haven't noticed, Adam is REALLY bad at cooking. You don't even want to know what Adam makes for himself for breakfast.

The sleeping arrangements were Bree and Leo on the two couches (since this was their home), and Chase and Adam slept on the carpet. They would have someone on night-watch and would switch every hour. The pattern cycled through like this: Adam, Bree, Chase, Leo.

It was now Chase's turn to watch. So there he sat it being 2 AM doing absolutely nothing. Chase opted for continuing to research for a cure but decided against it. He was too tired to. Instead Chase stared at Bree in her sleep. Sure it was weird to say the least, but what else can he do?

Just when he was about to fall asleep, Bree started thrashing around in her sleep. That snapped Chase out of it. He quietly tip toed to Bree on the couch, not wanting to wake up Adam and Leo.

Bree started muttering in her sleep. Something about zombies and Chase.

Chase put his hand on Bree's shoulder and murmured comforting words to Bree. She immediately stopped and fell into a dreamless sleep. After a hard internal battle in his head, Chase leaned over and kissed Bree's forehead before going back to sitting on the carpet.

After a while, Chase was about to fall asleep once again when he snapped awake. He checked the clock and it was three now! Yes! Now I could finally go to sleep!

Chase shook Leo's shoulder trying to wake him. Leo just said something about five more minutes mom. So, Chase slapped him. That seemed to do the trick.

Leo would probably have complained if he wasn't that tired. Chase told Leo it was his turn before collapsing on the carpet and fell asleep.

(Chase's Dream)

Bree and Chase were walking down the street holding hands. Adam and Leo were nowhere to be seen. Mission Creek seemed like the way it was before the apocalypse. The grass was still green and actually THERE. The sky was blue and not the stormy grey it was before. Butterflies were zipping through the sky and you could hear birds chirping.

Everything was normal. Until all of a sudden, the grass started shriveling up and disappeared. Clouds covered what was before a clear sunny day. Then all the buildings slowly turned into wreckage. There was nothing Chase could do about it except watch in horror. That's when they came. Zombies.

They grabbed Bree. She started screaming his name but there was nothing he could do except stand there and look. He wanted to run to her but he was frozen to the spot, nailed to the ground. He wanted to open his mouth to at least scream her name but he couldn't do that either. He wanted to kill those zombies and make them the dead undead.

Bree continued screaming as the zombies tore her apart. Blood curdling screams. There was a final scream and then silence. Chase looked at the corpse of his crush. There was nothing he could do about it.

Then the zombies came for him. The pain felt excruciating. They bit chunks of his flesh off everywhere. Eventually, one zombie plunged his hand into Chase's chest and pulled his heart out. Chase immediately became still and had a glazed look in his eye.

Chase woke up screaming "ZOMBIES!" Then he realized he was staring into Bree's eyes. Luckily, his scream hadn't woken up Adam and Leo.

"Uh, it's time for your shift. Again." Bree said awkwardly looking anywhere except Chase.

Chase groaned. Another one!? He looked at the clock and this time it was 6AM. Then he saw Bree's cheeks were flushed pink and so were the tip of her ears.

"Have fun." Bree joked and went back to sleep.

Chase couldn't help wondering. Why was Bree blushing? Oh no did I sleep-talk? For his whole shift, Chase just sat and thought about why Bree was blushing. The thought just couldn't escape his mind.

When it was seven, Chase woke Leo up the same way as before and went back to sleep.

Everyone had agreed that they would wake up at eight. Looks like Leo was just stuck sitting there for an hour. He contemplated going back to sleep but didn't dare to. If zombies attacked while he was suppose to be on guard instead of sleeping, he would never forgive himself.

Once it was eight, Leo woke everyone up. For breakfast, everyone split a stick of cheese since they had to ration their food. All the food they got from the Davenport house (which was barely any. Before the apocalypse Adam had a huge kitchen raid which loking back on was really stupid now), Dooley house, and Publix.

"What's on the agenda for today?" Adam asked.

"Well I'm gonna continue researching. You guys figure something out." Chase said simply before getting his laptop and plugged in his charger. Honestly, he was surprised they still had electricity. But Chase was glad. If not, they would all meet their demise eventually.

After some talking, Adam, Bree, and Leo decided they were gonna take care of the sleeping arrangements so that Adam and Chase wouldn't have to sleep on the floor. Adam found an air mattress in storage and spent the rest of the morning blowing it up, only for it to end up being a kiddy pool. Adam didn't mind though. He still slept in it.

Bree and Leo still had to figure out where Chase would sleep, but they couldn't find anything and just gave up after a few hours of searching.

The rest of the day went by like the first. Chase still had to sleep on the floor. Bree had offered to sleep on the floor instead but Chase generously declined the offer.

Many days and nights were the same. The zombies never came for them though. They switched bases every few days. Now they were at an abandoned apartment. It was the same old routine every day. Stay alive and find the cure. Sometimes Chase's scratch would bother him. He even had the muscle spasms and headaches at times. Owen wasn't wrong about that, that was for sure! One time Chase had a muscle spasm and ended up smacking Adam's lunch out of his hands. Adam still ate it though which disgusted Bree, Chase, and Leo. Chase couldn't recall how many days he had left to find and make the cure before he turned into a zombie.

Adam, Bree, and Leo were aware of the deadline. Some days they would sit with Chase and try to help him but they still found nothing. Sometimes they would distract Chase more than help them and ended up having Chase yell at them to leave him alone.

But one day, exactly a week and two days since that day at the cemetery… They lost someone.

MWAHAHAHA! Some sort of cliffhanger! You'll just have to wait and see who it is...

~ 1 week of school done! Oh so many left...

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