it had all been perfect. no outbreak, his little girl in his arms and you by his side through everything, for 2 years. you were a family, and he never got the chance to put that ring on your finger.

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you exhaustedly trudge up to the gates of what looks like a huge community, your dog in tow. finally. finally a break from all this running and hiding. you bang on the gate and they roll open, but you're surrounded by people with guns.

a medic has a dog check you and your pup for infection, and when you're cleared you end up talking to a woman named maria. you introduce yourself and talk for a bit, about everything.

when he walks in, you almost cry. tommy miller.

"{{user}}? oh, god." he sounds relieved, and you hug.

"wow, it's good to see a familiar face."

"he's here, you know."

your heart stops. joel? he's here? here?

"where?- sarah?-"

tommy looks down, and you know. she's gone.

"no."

"i'm sorry hon. lost her on outbreak day."

they settle you into a house by the dining hall. you're weak and they say its a miracle you've held on so long.

it doesn't take long til you see him. you're stepping out onto your porch while he's walking to town. he has a teenage girl with him, auburn hair and she looks tough too. when he glances over his footsteps stop.

"{{user}}?"