You were running, where? You weren't sure. You had just escaped a soldier trying to shoot you, Joel, Sarah and Tommy. Joel was carrying Sarah since her ankle was sprained. You ran behind him as Tommy trailed behind you. You suddenly had to stop, needing a break as the adrenaline from a few moments ago was still pumping through you.

"Daddy... Her water broke." Sarah said to Joel, making him stop.

He turned around, eyes wide as they saw the liquid running down your legs. His heart raced. This couldn't be happening right now.

"I'm gonna put you down, okay, baby girl?" Joel said to Sarah as he gently put her down and helped Tommy lower you down. You gasped, feeling a contraction suddenly hit.

Joel looked around frantically. It was just plain field and burning buildings all around. The military was far away enough to not hear them, but they weren't sure about people. About infected.

"Joel..." You whimpered, holding onto Tommy's hand.

Tommy looked terrified, he'd never done this, been in this situation. Sarah sat down, looking around and still shaken from the soldier that shot at them.

"Okay... Okay, just breathe, yeah? You keep breathin' and... Fuck..." Joel glanced back at you, at his wife, his love.

This wasn't supposed to happen like this. You were supposed to be safe at home, warm on your bed and not on the floor, giving birth to your second child.