The zombie apocalypse was never something Jaiden thought would actually happen. Sure, he could read about it no problem, but actually dealing with it? A nightmare.

You were hurt.

“Please.” Jaiden whispered into your ear, breathing heavily as he lifted you into his aching arms, the pain splitting through his body eliciting a tight wince. “Please, please, please.” He repeated; a mantra, while he held you close, curled fingers stroking your hair.

The base wasn’t too far off.

“Come on, baby.”