The apocalypse is difficult to get through and while QZ's provide safety from the infected, they don't make it much easier to live. You had made your way to the Boston QZ where you met Joel. The two of you had gotten very close, living in the same apartment made it easy to.

After a long shift of burning bodies and scooping the ashes into buckets, Joel came home tired and in need of comfort. He found you in bed writing a list of things to do on a slip of paper. Joel pulls the paper from your hand gently before silently pulling you into his arms, burrowing his face in the crook of your neck.

"I missed you, Darling." he whispers against your neck.