And this, my lovely readers, has got to be my most favorite chapter up until now. I love it for a lot of reasons. A new character is introduced and something VERY important to the rest of the story happens in this chapter. It's very important, and I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as the Flea and I have enjoyed writing it. It's been a long time since we updated, so I hope two chapters is good enough for awhile. I've been very busy lately.

In other news, the Flea and I have talked it over, and we may be getting some outside help with Anfisa. What happens is we use Chatzy for the roleplay bit of the story. Well, we don't use quotations at all in the normal roleplay. So I have to copy and paste the posts into a word document and then I have to manually go through and unbold everything, and I have to add correct punctuation and quotes. While I do all that, I have to look for misspelled words and grammar mistakes. Honestly, it's a lot of work and I frankly don't like doing it. I do it for you guys. But I still miss a lot of stuff, like one person pointed out, I said "play boy" instead of "game boy", like I meant. So, I want someone who would do all that stuff for me. If you want to be a huge help and help us crank Anfisa out faster, and in better quality, either message me here or email me at /

This will be a big help in the future and whoever I end up choosing, you will be rewarded. It won't be with money, cause I'm broke, but you will get a say in what happens in the fiction, and you will also get a sneak peek at what is to come in later chapters, since you get to proof read and reformat stuff.

With lots of love,

~Sanctus

"Well, it's official." The soldier silently stopped his pacing, combats and boots wet from the slog through the mud after trying to bury out the RV, it had failed and both he and Jake had been forced to flee when a Charger had come onto the scene and blocked their way back inside. Jake - he'd gathered - had gotten back in by just running a circle while the damn steriod busting bastard had gone chasing after the quickest thing on two legs that could technically be classed as 100% meat. "We can't go anywhere until after this rain stops. Otherwise we'll just sink, and I don't know about you but you can boot your ass out of the window if you think I'm climbing through tree's with an ankle like this." Josh knew what his limits were. Unfortunately he'd reached his. Turning he slumped across the room and hit the bed with a grunt, flopped onto his back and stared at the ceiling while running a hand through the close cropped dark hair before rolling over and watching her slightly. "Will you go back or stay?" Josh had learned to entrust Embry to Nira, it was better than having the kid witnessing the violence his father - and trio - could inflict and what could be done to them. It was dark, the only light being there was an old oil lamp he'd found in the basement after barricading the doors and windows. It sat on a side unit which illuminated nearly all of the room but made everything flicker and shadows appear darker. Rifle and jacket discarded, soaked to the bone but that was all the fun in an apocalypse wasn't it? Crazy nut jobs busting their backs to get to civilization which actually doesn't turn out to be a safe haven after all. The thought more than amused him. Yeah right.. He'd grown to trust Anfisa enough not to threaten her, in fact he'd openly stuck up for her a couple of times. Okay, that had been in playful situations but he'd still done it. The oldest of the group, aside from Nira, had the most experience, but definitely the most mysterious. He'd never said much about himself, never even given them a last name. Not that he could recall, but he'd slept since then.

"I'm too wet to go anywhere. I may be half-way infected with the virus, but even I am not crazy enough to go out in that storm." The young woman snorted and turned her head away from Josh before he could say another word to her. She was not going to leave the room either, most likely. They had been separated from Jake and the others when the rains had started. Oh well. It wasn't like Nira, Sassy, and Jakobi couldn't watch over Embry. They had all come to love the young boy. He was so full of life and he was a boy that was very hard to be ignored. She sighed lightly before she took off the hoody that she always wore around Joshua. Today was going to be the first time that he would ever have seen her without it on. Beneath that hoodie she wore nothing aside from an old bra that looked like it had seen better days. She looked away from Josh before she kept her back facing him and let her bra fall from her shoulders and back. She just needed to keep her back to him. She wanted to get out of her wet clothes and she wanted to be able to feel comfortable. She sat down and then she stripped out of her shorts. Now, she was completely nude while being in the same room as Josh. He would probably notice the little scars that ran all of her body, but aside from that, she looked like a very normal woman.

Jake and Nira loved the boy, it was hard to ignore him but even her humanoid Hunter-father had taken a liking to the boy. Mother Witch included. Sassy liked Embry, loved him? She had not known the kid long enough to know. Joshua had in fact been half off with his shirt by the time she just casually dropped the bra and blinked quietly, gazed at her back and tried in vain to quell the growing ache in the pit of his stomach. Not here. Not with her. Oh what am I chatting. Subconscious gave in and just left him sitting there before he cleared his throat and went back to pulling off the almost too-tight shirt and tossed it aside, left him in just dog-tags and rolled up combats, pushed himself upright. He'd noticed the scars but they weren't all that much of a bother too him really, no one this day and age could get through life without being torn into a few times. Fortunately him and Embry had avoided a tooth on interaction between the Infected and themselves. He'd not seen her without the hoodie on, let alone the shorts and the bra and it just re-enforced the judgment that, yes, she was human. Or at least she looked entirely normal like one and he was guessing her front was just the same as how he remembered a woman to be. Sexual frustration much? Bad side of an apocalypse was the lack of willing tail running around. Nira was far too respectable to even get into any kind of intimate talk and Jake hadn't gone any further than Anfisa probably had. For a man with a healthy sex drive, that was rather frustrating. Besides, she'd most likely tear into him if he even tried making moves on her, his consciousness reasoned but the tiniest part of him said that she wouldn't and there was only one way to find out. "If you sit there without a blanket, you're going to get rather cold, you know." Another bad thing about the apocalypse. No heating, no hot water, and no electric. Barely any food these days either. Tins were still avalible, those that survivors hadn't already eaten. And ammunition was sacred, never waste it.

Anfisa turned her head and she looked back at Joshua. There was just something about the way that he looked without the shirt or the boots. He looked softer, more comfortable to be around. The woman stood up and turned herself to look at him. She did not know what sex was. She did not understand the concept of it. She did not understand how it was done, but if something was not done to stop either one of them, she was going to find out rather quickly. Anfisa did not seem to mind that she was walking closer to him while she wore nothing. It would make him aroused and it would probably make it harder on him. Sexual frustration was another thing that she did not understand, and since he was a perfectly normal man with a sex drive to match, she was probably making it very hard for him to control himself. "I don't want a blanket. It will get wet too, and I hate the wet. Besides, I don't get sick like you humans do." She nodded lightly before she decided to sit down on the bed and look out at the rain. There was only a little bit of window that they could look out of, but there was enough to see that the storm was not going to be going anywhere for a long time. She huffed lightly and shook out her wet hair. That was when she noticed that there was something wrong in his combat pants. She frowned lightly and moved forward, her hand pressing against the bulge. Poor thing did not understand that she was going to make him squeal or something. That would actually be kind of humorous to hear. Anfisa's brow lifted. "What's that?" She asked, turning her head to look at Josh.

It did make control very difficult, and she was stretching it towards its limits. Last time he'd had any decent time in bed was pre-infection, perhaps a decade or so before. He'd been off on routine training after that, and if a big physique didn't cause more frustration then what did? "We humans are very sickly creatures." Of course, she knew of his sarcasm, she knew it was simply his way of reacting to situations. He always got sarcastic and defensive if he was trying to hide something and Anfisa had just gone and put her hand on said something. The response was almost electric, Josh made a crying sound and leaped back across the bed as if she'd just stabbed him with something and huffed from where he landed, banded strong arms across his waist and shook his head. He wasn't in the mood for sex education lessons and there was nothing around to stop him from showing her. "Surely you know the difference between a man and a woman?" He edged quietly, shifting back into his previous position with a grimace but took hold of her hand as to stop her poking at him. It was kind of hard to explain to someone who'd never really found a good term for the word sex. It was something he was wanting, something he probably knew she knew nothing about. "That" is me, and "that" is rather sensitive so it'd be all fine and dandy if you don't press down on there, dammit." Now he just wanted to throw her on the bed and have his way with her. Life wasn't fair.

"Of course I know…" she frowned. Why wouldn't she know the difference between a man and a woman? She had just never understand why they were both so different from each other. She had never seen anything like it though, what he was trying to hide so desperately. Had she done something to make him upset? The last thing that she needed was a very pissed off Josh. He was not afraid to tell her how he felt and he was even less afraid to pick up a gun and put a bullet into her head. She watched him for a moment or so before she just pulled her hand out of his and she crawled over once again. Her head was cocked to the side as she unbuttoned his pants and slid them down until she could see exactly what was making the bulge in his pants. When she saw what it was, she frowned. She had never seen the male anatomy so stiff. She poked it again. And she even did something that would make any man pause. She leaned down and sniffed it. It was sort of funny to see the expression on her face. Her lips pulled back, but it did not stop her from poking and prodding it. She once even sniffed it. Josh was going to lose his tight military control on himself most likely, and she had no idea what she was doing at all to him. She would feel bad about it later, when she finally knew what sex was. For right now, the virgin woman was content to just poke him.

To him it was the equivalent of death. He'd never been good with innocent women but this was something else, she actually had no idea why did she? He hissed when she poked him, shifted back slightly but just stopped moving all together when she sniffed him that once and a groan pushed past from his throat before he could stop it, shivered happily. Nope, she probably hadn't and he was probably the only man she'd seen in such a state. Didn't he feel special? Joshua was dangerous, he wouldn't hesitate to kill her if she ever turned on his son or himself. Jake and Nira he could care less about and although they traveled together and were very good friends everyone knew he'd give it up if it meant keeping Embry safe. The soldier would put his life on hold, or even end it, for his son. Blunt talking no nonsense military man. But that control was completely gone by now and before she could poke him again he caught her hand in a tight but not aggressive grip to pull her away lightly and let his lips collide with hers. Strange? Very. Did she know what it was? He didn't know, but his mannerisms weren't all that aggressive so he hoped she'd realize he wasn't wanting to cause her harm. No, he'd rather ravish her in bed than harm her now

Nope. She had never seen a man in such a state. She did not understand what it meant to be sexually aroused. Well, sure, she had heard her parents doing questionable things back when they had lived alone in the city, but she had never gone up to see what they had been doing. She had been far too busy teaching herself how to speak and what not. She pulled back when he suddenly gasped and seemed to have just given up on something. Had he been content to do something else? She was not sure what he was thinking about, or what he was about to do. Anfisa had been close to just pulling away and leaving him be, but that all suddenly changed when Joshua grabbed her hand and lurched her toward him. Her eyes widened lightly and she started to pull away again when his lips met hers. She had never been kissed like that before, but she at least knew what it was, what she was supposed to do. Anfisa's hands came up and rested on his bare chest lightly. She did not know that there was another thing that he was wanting to do. She did not feel threatened. In fact, she felt good about what he was doing. It was her body reacting to what his own was reacting to. She did not understand sex, but her body did. She was getting aroused and she did not even know it.

He never pressed forceful on her. It was her first time, and he wasn't such a beast that he'd just take all for himself and give nothing back. At least he had the added bonus that the storm would make sure they were there for a while. Joshua let his lips gently try to coax hers into following the rhythm, hands smoothing down her sides to settle just above her waist. It was needy but forcefully controlled. He couldn't, wouldn't risk ruining this. It was amazing how the body knew what to do when the mind drew a blank. "Don't think, just go with it," he murmured lightly against her lips when he had to pull away to breathe and lips met hers again after a moment or two. Never seen one in such a state? Hell no. Not even Jake would be this frustrated, the man only had a vague understanding of what sex was, let alone being as knowledgeable and experienced as the soldier she was probably straddling.

"Alright." That was the only thing that Anfisa said to him at first as her eyes closed and she allowed her body to do as it liked. She was still trying to understand exactly it was what he was trying to get her to do, but she was not going to push him away just because she was worried about something like that. She trusted Josh enough that she knew he would not hurt her. Well, he would not hurt her as long as she did not try to bit his head off, literally, or put his son in danger. She understood what it meant to be protective. At a time, she had needed to protect many things that she cherished. Her parents. Sure, they could take care of themselves in more ways than one, but she had still meant to protect them both, to keep them safe from dangers that neither had understood. Anfisa let her hands dip down and she touched that very sensitive part of his body again. She was wondering what he was going to do with it. She finally had to ask. "Why is it so stiff?" she asked between the little kisses.

Back to being people, or well on their way to being two legged humans again they would need protecting. They'd retain their strengths and their weaknesses, their emotional instability - most likely - and they did need protecting until that time. Josh wouldn't hurt her unless she did try to harm him or Embry, then he'd try and kill her. Josh let out a happy noise, hips pushing up against her hand with a soft whine. "It's what happens when a man finds a woman he likes," he replied. "All men do it," he mused between said kisses, hands pulling her lightly but closer to him. He was warm and alive, so was she. She was living and so was he. What he was going to do with it? Hell, she'd find out soon enough so she wouldn't have to question him like that.

You like me?" she asked quietly. She had come to notice that he trusted her enough that he would not shoot her, but she had always sensed that he did not like her very much. She could not blame him for that. He was paranoid and more than ready to protect the small boy that was his son. Embry was a good kid, and after being raised in a world that was dominated by zombies, he was no fool. He knew what his limits were. He knew what could get him hurt and what could kill him. That was why had had stopped trying to go out with his father and Jake when they sensed that whatever they faced would be too hard for him to be in the middle of. Anfisa was now pressed against him, her hands moving back up his body to rest on his shoulders and she pulled herself against him roughly. She was alive and he was alive as well. She liked how he was sending small shocks of sensation down her spine. It felt so real and it felt so good. What was he going to do now?

"I like you." Joshua replied. Strong words from such a freaked out man who'd rather die of infection than let someone look at his wounds. Embry wasn't a fool, but it didn't stop his father from worrying constantly. Perhaps when the kid was a bit older he'd stop worrying so much but it soothed his mind knowing Embry was safe in the RV with Jake, Nira and the other two Infected. Josh leaned back fractionally when she pressed to him, used the movement of his legs to suddenly roll them over and his lips moved from hers to dance down her neck. "I need you to trust me. Just this once," he murmured against her skin. Of course he'd stop the moment she got uncomfortable. The rubber edged dog tags most likely had fallen down to brush against her stomach but he'd never remove them. Shirtless showed off a tattoo on his upper arm and under that a serial number, a slash scar over his shoulder and a shrapnel scar to his shoulder coupled with various others both before and after the break out.

"I thought that you didn't," she said in a soft voice, but she did not dare say anything else. She did not want to make him upset just when he had admitted that he liked her a little bit. Did he like her in the same manner that Jake did? Jake had whispered many comforting things to her over the course of the year that they had been traveling together. It had taken just under that long for Joshua to stop trying to kill her, to trusting her, and now telling her that he liked her. It made something in her mind warm and become a bit fuzzy. She liked him too, in a strange way. Her body sure liked him, and it was going to like him even more when he finally got down to the actual act of sex. She found herself on her back, and no, she did not seem upset about that little detail at all. She was still trying to figure out what the stiff part of him had to do with what he was doing. "I trust you," came the reply. She trusted him enough to not shoot her ass now. Anfisa could feel something boiling in her veins already, something that was wanting to be released.

Jake was a friend, a very friendly friend but a friend none the less and he had no issues with falling asleep by her. Hell, he'd even fallen asleep with his head in her lap at one point. That had been funny as hell, considering Nira had gotten the chance to draw on him in pen. It had taken Josh that long to even enjoy being in the same room with her, and he STILL had issues with her parents. He still had issues with Anfisa herself but they weren't so pronounced he always had a weapon in his hand when she was around. Nah, he'd gone past that by now. The soldier pushed apart her legs lightly, let his hand trail up her thigh with a soft purr and leaned back slightly to just make sure she was ready for him. She wanted something and yet she didn't know what it was. He was going to show her and he was gentle with how he took her, hand threading in her hair and kissed her lightly on the lips, other hand bracing himself above her. She already had one probable source of pain, he didn't want to add his crushing weight to the equation.

Josh would not have to worry about her feeling any pain at all. It came with being an infected, in a way. She felt no pain. The only time when she felt pain was if she had been hurt badly. Him taking her virginity did not hurt at all, which meant that she was allowed to feel all of the pleasure coming from such a simple act. Well, now she understood why he had been so stiff. She also now understood how it all worked. So this was what sex was. Interesting. Anfisa took her hands and she ran them down his back. She was in marvel now at how pronounced his muscles were. Joshua was very different from Jakobi. He was mysterious and quiet. He did not show his emotions and he was somewhat dark. He was slow to trust and he seemed all too willing to kill. Jakobi, on the other hand, had a gentle side and he was more than willing to show it to his friends. Anfisa trusted them both, but now she seemed to feel a connection to Josh that she did not feel with Jake. It was most likely because Josh was the first one to take her. She was new to this, and Josh was the one that was guiding her through the pleasure and lust. Anfisa kissed him back quickly.

Joshua had said it once, and only once, that if he gave up the side that made him a soldier then discipline would fall. If discipline fell then so did humanity. Every inch of his being told him not to trust her, that one tiny chink in his armor made him trust her. Okay, he was quick to turn on people but in general he was fine. Jake on the other hand wasn't above pulling pranks on people, he wasn't above doing the most foolish people. There were no secrets with him, with Josh nearly all his life was a giant secret. Jake had little muscle. Josh was nothing BUT muscle. Strange, such a comparison. Now though, it seemed he'd be a little more hesitant to turn a gun on her than before hand. Now she understood what her parents had been doing, finally. Better late than never, sex wasn't something to be missed out on and under her hands the muscles clenched in an almost harmonic rhythm on their own, using his own legs on leverage. He knew how this worked, and by the end so would she.

Anfisa was ignorant about many things. Sometimes she could not understand why Josh seemed to hate her so much sometimes. She could not understand why some people did not just trust her. She knew that she was partly infected, but she was also sane and she was able to talk to others as if she were a perfectly normal human being. They just did not trust her and they wanted to kill her. That was just like what Josh had been like toward her for several weeks and months after they had brought him and Embry along. [b] So, this is sex. [/b] She said lightly, her eyes were bright and she watched him carefully. She was sure that the last time he'd bedded a woman had been right before his wife had been infected with the virus and he had killed her. Would this cause him to think back on his wife? She was not sure. Joshua had never talked about the woman, but Embry had been all the willing to tell Anfisa about his dead mother and why his father had been forced to kill her. Embry was not angry with his father at all. He understood why he had done it, even more so since the woman had been trying to kill and devour him. Anfisa's hips were pressed against his tightly, her hands going up to rest on his shoulder.

Joshua never spoke of women, never even turned his head to look at the faded pictures in magazines. Would it make him think back? He didn't know yet but most likely it would. She was the last woman for him to hold and to love. Did he love Anfisa? He didn't know. He doubted it, hs doubted he was capable of love anymore. As for why he didn't like her, or, well, hadn't liked it, her it was all irrelevant now because here she was in bed with him in the middle of a storm with a Charger somewhere outside. This is sex. Josh replied when she spoke, nipping lightly at her neck and watching her with a light hum. Josh would have saved his wife had he been able to, had he known how to restrain her, how to tie her up but then, no. That would have been inhumane, it would have been better to just put her out of her misery like he'd had to. Bases were toxic now, it kept a large number of very strong Infected from spilling onto the street. The thoughts. His friends, co-workers, people he'd used to drink with after work at the base bar. He'd never wanted Embry to see it, he'd had no choice after being taken by surprised and being pinned to the floor. He'd done what he could. He never spoke about her though, not a word.

Anfisa had always wondered what sex was. She had known what the word meant, that it was the act of reproducing, but really, she had not understood what it had meant itself, the act. She was now sure of what it truly meant to have sex, since she was in the middle of having it. Poor Joshua did not speak of his wife. She had been a pretty woman by what Embry had told her. She had been kind and a good mother. She had loved her husband and her young son deeply before she had been bitten and turned. Anfisa could not help but feel bad for him over what had happened to the woman. The infected girl closed her eyes and she kept her hips against his. He had not yet started moving, and it was starting to annoy her. She knew that if he simply sat there, nothing would happen. "Josh, I want to ask you something," she asked as she watched his face carefully. "Do you truly trust me now?"

The soldier tilted his head only slightly to one side, shifted his weight patiently and finally slipped into a rhythm against her body and the quiet eyes slid across to her. "I trust you." He trusted her never to harm Embry or himself, or anyone else they traveled with. It had taken six months but finally he'd started to trust her. He couldn't say the same for her parents but they never hung around the survivors any longer than they could help it, kept the sanctuary of the back room so if they stayed there then Josh would stay up front and he'd have no issues with them. His wife had been pretty, he had pictures in his wallet. A single album in his bag. Never took it out, it remained buried under all his things. You only had time for quick grabs you see? Embry, guns, food and that album had been the only things on his mind.

Anfisa did not say another word now. Her eyes slid closed and her body soon became like a live wire. She felt overly warm in some places. She felt warm and she felt alive. She had heard her mother describe how her father had made her feel so strangely. She had never really thought that her mother had meant sex, but she had. The infected young woman let her hands glide their way down his spine and pressed her fingertips to his muscles on his back. They flexed and worked as he moved himself against her. The rhythm was more than enough for her. Soon it did not take long for Anfisa to make noise. At first it was breathless little noises and soon they became squeaks. Before long, she let out a long and loud groan. There was a crack of thunder and a flash of light as the rain came pouring down outside even harder. The air was cold and slick, not unlike the sweat that was gathering at the nape of her neck. Anfisa's lips found his chin and she kissed her way up to his lips.

The soldier was very happy with what they were doing to say the very least, his hands on her and his lips moving to hers when she kissed him and growled softly against her lips. He'd not thought this would happen again, he wasn't sure that he'd ever feel the touch of another on his flesh again. It had been too long, how long? Too fucking long. Hands on her, lips on her, rhythm only urged by the rocking back of her hips and his hands moved up from her hips to cradle her face and rest the majority of his weight on his elbows. He loved those little noises, really, those little noises told him he was doing his job right. It also made it easy for others to track her. Josh missed the noise from downstairs, it was storming and the thunder and roaring of the rain wasn't enough to distract him from what he was doing to the infected woman

For Joshua, it had been a very long time since he had been intimate with a woman. It had probably been last with his beloved wife. And as far as Anfisa knew, that was a very long time ago. She pressed a hand to Joshua's back as he continued to work his body against her. She was starting to like sex. It felt good. The minutes ticked by as the rain began to fall harder and the frail house shook with the vibrations of the thunder outside. Anfisa was new at this, so it was just in those few minutes that she found her climax. She howled and clung to Josh. She was careful not to draw any blood. Despite the rain pretty much wiping away any trace of them, it would not stop the infected from scenting the blood if she dared break skin. Anfisa had not experienced anything like this. Joshua had not yet pulled out, and it made her wonder why. Anfisa's eyes snapped open as she heard the noises of something moving down below.

The noise from downstairs had been lost to him, he'd just longed more for the noises and the feel of another hanging onto him. He liked it when people clung, he liked feeling like he could protect. Although Anfisa was more than able to protect herself, in those moments she allowed herself to be vulnerable and in turn he allowed himself to be vulnerable to her. The blood would have alerted them to their location, so it was good she hadn't broken skin but still he'd have very nice crescent shapes in his muscles most likely. Oh well. Her climax drove him to his own, lips dropped down and buried his head into her neck and just held her there. After a moment or so, body relaxing he finally pulled himself free from her to tip himself from elbow to hand and kneel back to look at her. "You okay?"

"No. Something's wrong." The woman breathed as soon as he pulled out of her. The infected woman quietly got up onto her hands and knees, her head tipped upward as she took the scents in. "Something's in the house. It's not human." She glanced over at Josh quietly before she reached up and went over to where her clothes had been discarded. They were wet, yes, but she was going to wear something. She pulled her shorts on first and then came the bra and soon her hoodie was back over her body. She had gone from looking like a regular woman to being back to the zombie that she actually was. At least she wasn't mindless like the rest of them. She could hear the noises start to make their way up the staircase. She looked over at Josh. "Stay where you are." She carefully opened the door before she got down into a position that she had seen her father in so many times before. Her dark hair brushed the wooden floor before she let out an ungodly scream and pounced out the door at whoever it was.

Josh had shrugged back into his trousers and his shirt by the time she'd gone to the door. Whatever was out there paused, when she lunged out of the doorway and almost tipped backwards down the stairs and scattered back a bit. He wore nothing but fraying trousers and no shirt, that was all he wore. Long dark and uncared for that curled around his shoulders and long claws. Lanky and long with grayish skin. He smelt and looked infected, but no infected would have stopped half way down the stairs from a potential witch and bared sharp teeth at her. This guy did. Bared his teeth at her and it was clear in the back of his mouth he had something close to what a spitter had. But spitters were entirely female surely? Though... he wasn't afraid to spit on her if he had to.

Anfisa did sure look like a witch, and she was going to make it so that she did look like one. She stretched her arms out and she ran after this man, her face was still wet from the rain and her sweat from what she had just been doing with Josh. She looked like she had been crying. She screamed and ran after this strange young man. He looked so much different than a normal infected, and the way that he had paused when she had come lunging out of the bedroom made her wonder. Did he have a brain like she did? That would make no sense though. She was the only infected with a brain. Or at least, she had thought so. It did not matter though now. This thing was going to kill Josh, and she was not about to let that happen. She screamed and she continued to run after him, just like she had seen her mother do.

The strange boy did nothing but hiss at her and move backwards with a shrill shriek. He would spit at her if she got that close to him, that or he'd try and choke her half to death. His tongue didn't loll like a Smoker but that didn't mean he didn't have a long tongue like a Smoker did. The infected snarled at her quietly, leaning back to swipe at her with his claws and darted back down the stairs but he wouldn't go anywhere. He'd stay at the bottom because he KNEW there was a human up there, he could smell the scent all over her. Along with another, stronger smell to which he couldn't quite put his finger on. Little did he know he was smelling the aftermath of their sex. He seemed to have a brain, he hadn't turned and run and his stance was evidently one of intelligence, ready to run or stand his ground.

Anfisa stopped running after him for a moment or so. She snarled and growled. She suddenly turned and darted back up the stairs and into the doorway. "Get your things together." She snapped at Josh. She did not have time to worry about being nice. "I don't care if it's raining. We need to get back to my parents and the others. Whatever the hell that thing is down there... it's not normal. He didn't run away when I started going "witch" on him." She knew all too well that he would not follow if they were with a true hunter and witch. The two would be enough to keep him away. Anfisa was pulling her katana close before she placed it in it's makeshift sheath, which was tied to one of the belt loops of her shorts. She went out the door and she stood guard, staring down at the boy. He had to have heard her talking. He had to know that she was not an infected now.

He had heard, he'd heard more than enough. "You pretend witch yet talk like a human," he growled. His voice was hoarse, unused but at the same time he seemed to have a grasp at English. Hell, if she wanted Josh going anywhere she'd have to wait for him to limp along. His ankle had decided that it wasn't going to ease pain with rest. When he came downstairs the mans gaze instantly turned on him, snarling loudly and crouching into a predatory stance. That was the human he'd been after, that was the thing that had led him there in the first place. How? The heat. He could sense the heat, the pulse. You he snarled. Josh had pulled his rifle into his shoulder. It seemed whatever openness Anfisa had seen before was gone now. Now he was wanting to kill the boy like he'd wanted to kill her.

"I don't just pretend witch." Anfisa snarled and bared her sharp teeth at him. She would protect Josh. She had finally gotten him to trust her. She would not let that trust fail because he got eaten by a zombie. She crawled down the steps a little bit. "I am half witch," she snapped and looked back up at Josh. She held her hand out, "My parents are across the street with Nira, Jake, Sassy, and Embry. If you can make it there on your own, I can hold off this guy. Send my father back for me if you feel the need to." She directed. "GO!" She snarled after a second or so. She bunched up her muscles, and then she lunged at the boy, knocking him off of his feet and onto his back. "You will not claim my companion as your meal!" she snarled.

Josh glanced at her then at the boy, turning and limping into the rain away from them. He knew where the RV was and hopefully he could get there without being back humped by a Jockey considering he could hear one. He would most likely send the Hunter back to get her if he had to. The boy snarled at her when he was lunged at, hit the ground hard and instantly brought up his hands to scratch at her, leg raising to try and kick her off of him "He's food!" He was human, he was food, yet here she was traveling around with them. To him he saw them nothing as meat carcasses, a meat suit. Something to gut. That would have to change though, but he'd never be vegetarian. Tongue snaking out to wrap around her neck with a low growl, no doubt that long tongue mixed with spitter... well... spit, made it a very nasty thing to get into contact with. Human brained, yet infected by body.

"He is NOT food!" Anfisa spat and she deflected his clawed hands as he continued to try and get at her. That tongue of his was also not going to be getting around her throat. She had just been about to grab her katana and pulled it free so that she could press it against his throat. Just as she was about to do so, she heard a shaking of the ground and a loud roaring noise. She lifted her head up and saw the tank come charging in their direction. Anfisa yowled and suddenly let the boy go as she made for a side room. Embry opened the door when he saw his father coming, his eyes wide. "Dad? Where's Anfie?"

When the Tank came charging at him, tongue reeling back in and instantly scrabbling for a side room with her, he didn't care if they'd been fighting now he just wanted in that room with her away from that damned Tank,. Everyone knew a Tank didn't give a damn about other infected and thus he was more than a little happy to suck up his pride and ignore her while standing in the same room with her. Josh limped aboard the RV and dropped in a seat to cradle his ankle, "Another infected, some sort of hybrid, spitter smoker hybrid. She stopped to get rid of him and told me to make a break for it." Her Hunter was scattering around, shot past Embry and out of the door before he managed to close it. Nuhuh, he wouldn't leave her alone with another hybrid

Everything that she had done so far. It was hard to think that she was blind in one eye. Wasn't it? When that charger from long ago had busted her head against a hard object, it had made her go blind for a few days. Well, she had regained her sight in one eye, but not the other. The Tank roared again and it began to try to come through the narrow doorway. Anfisa watched it carefully before she ran to a boarded up window and she began to rip away the boards. She didn't know what she would do from there, but that was better than being squished by a tank. Embry at once went to find a first aid kit for his father. "What happened to your ankle?"

Heh, fair to say he went along to help her, tearing at the boards like a wild thing. No Tank was going to smush him on his watch and they were lucky really. Her father had left the RV, human again but he still retained the strength, the skills and the instinct. Which was what probably made it so bizarre that the instinctive father side kicked in. He knew by scent that she was in there, he knew it, and now a Tank was chipping away at the doorway and thus he bounded instantly over and leaped on the back of the beast. Mad? Oh... Abso-fucking-lutely. "After that Charger came at us and then went after Sassy and Jake, I slipped and twisted my ankle. Ill be fine in a while," Josh replied. Jake had been able to run around the side to get back in, Josh had been forced to go the other direction.

Anfisa would deal with the boy later. Or perhaps not at all if she managed to get out and back into the RV with her father. She had heard her father and she had scented him by now. She turned her head to look at the tank. It wasn't even seeming to notice that it had a very angry hunter on its back. It continued to bash at the doorway, more and more wood being splintered away. Anfisa finally had a hole big enough for her to fit through. At once she let out a scream to her father. It sounded like she was in a panic, but she was actually telling him that she was alright. They were strange, but it fit them. Anfisa scrambled through the hole and then crawled her way up the side of the building. Once up there, she could see the RV. It would be simple enough to get there. She jumped down the other side of the building and she made a mad dash to the large vehicle. Embry once again opened the door for her.

The Hunter dislodged himself, turned and shot across away from them and unfortunately the hole she'd made wasn't the hole size that the hybrid needed, needlessly he simply scrabbled off more wood and yanked himself out before he took off running in some random direction. The Hunter scrabbled up behind her, ignoring the faint whines from his Witch until she actually crawled across and nuzzled into his chest. The man sighed quietly, arms around her. Josh turned his head to look at her, tilting it to one side. He didn't voice it, but it was clear he wanted to know if she was okay. Jakobi had a make shift crossbow and was standing beside the door, waiting in silence to see if there was anything else around that he could bolt through the head. Nira had started the RV's engine to get them out of there.

She had purposefully left the hybrid in such a problem so that he would not be able to follow her into the RV, where there were four humans inside. She was breathing heavily. "Tank. There's tank out there and a very angry hybrid. I'd say that we would leave before the hybrid figures out where we are," she muttered lightly before she picked herself up and made her way towards the back of the vehicle. If that hybrid had not tried to eat Josh, she would have invited him to come with her and her family. After the disappointment of the settlement being abandoned, they were going across the country. They knew for a fact that several people had lived and made an even larger settlement in the west. They were broadcasting their location on the radio. This time, Anfisa was sure that they would find other survivors and she could live with them. Embry was sitting beside his father quietly. He glanced at him before he said, "Did something happen between you and Anfie?"

Nira at once - when she heard - floored it to take them away from it, that and she could hear said very angry Tank in the distance. "I thought it was only you that was a hybrid?" Jake asked, setting the bolt down and looking over at her. That much was what they'd all though, they thought she'd be the only - pardon the harshness - freak of nature that they'd ever come across. Now she was telling them there was another running around out there? Well the hybrid had gotten out, he'd gotten out and he'd taken off. He'd find them again, these were humans and even if he did give up trying to eat them, it was still company. "Why would you think that?" Josh asked, sorting out his dog tags and went back to make a hold for his ankle to keep it in the proper position and ease the discomfort. He didn't want anyone knowing, he didn't want people knowing that he could be vulnerable. Especially Jake. He and the man got on so long as zombies were involved, after that it was best not leaving them in the same room together.

Trust me. I'm not the only one anymore," she said quietly as she sat down and fixed a bandage over her bad eye. Sometimes it still bothered her, the light. As long as it was covered for awhile, all would be fine. She shifted herself. She was not even looking at Josh now. Only ten minutes before, she had been underneath him on a bed. Now she was sitting there as if nothing had happened. Embry pouted and he crossed his arms over his chest. "Dad, I know you. You get that weird look on your face and you play with your dog tags when you're hiding something. What happened between you two?" Anfisa was the one to speak up,"Josh told me that he trusts me. That's it." She stood up now and went over to where her mother was being held by her father. She wormed her way in so that she could find warmth between the two of them. She was purring gently before she looked at her mother."You've been quieter than normal. Is something the matter?" she asked the Witch.

"And this hybrid is dangerous, right?" Nira asked, glancing over her shoulder. Jake was strangely not present, and neither was Sassy. "Let's just say for convenience sake that it is," Josh replied. Josh gave him son a look, brow raised "Happy now? I spilt that I trust her." It wasn't like he'd just taken the virginity of an Infected human, it wasn't like that at all. When she wormed in, her Hunter father relaxed his grip but the woman latched onto his arm with a whine. "I don't need to cry anymore, that's all. I don't have to cry," she said quietly. Her father still hadn't spoken a word, but he was definitely human. He didn't seem all that keen on his lover letting him go, in fact, lover she was considering even human or not it hadn't stopped their activities.

"Yes. He's dangerous. Maybe not as dangerous as I am, but he is still very dangerous." She said quietly as she looked up at her mother. "I know that you don't have to cry anymore, but you're being even quieter than normal." She had not heard her father speak a single word since she had turned him back to normal. It had been almost full three months since then, and he still had not said a single word while she was present to hear it. She was curious to know what his voice sounded like. Embry's eyes narrowed lightly, but he finally just shook his head and he got up to go to the bathroom. When he opened the door, he was not expecting to see what he had. The poor boy screamed and ran back over to his father. "There's something in the bathroom!" Anfisa was up at once, going toward the bathroom, snarling lowly.

Josh's reaction was instantly to sweep his son in his arms and shift lightly to grab a gun. Call him paranoid, but he'd spent how long taking care of the little guy? It was just reactions. The Hunter simply looked to where they'd gone, the Witch detaching from him and quietly crawling away. She spoke quite often, the Hunter remained silent. She'd called herself Tabitha now, but people rarely had to use it. She'd not given her lovers name and no one had pried. He was curled up in the bathroom, wedged between the wall and the toilet just underneath the window to which he'd crawled in, hands raising with a low growl and he cried, "No kill! No kill!" He wasn't there to harm them this time. He wasn't there to harm them, and instinct dictated he found somewhere he deemed safe so he shot out of the bathroom and down the hallway, darting into a closet and yanking the door shut behind him. He moved quick enough that Nira just looked god damn amused. Hell... she'd not expected that one at all, some hybrid mutant thing running around the caravan and as bad at talking English as Jake on a good day.

Embry was still shaking and he wound his arms around his father's neck and he buried his face in the man's throat and he whined quietly. The boy was still very young and he did not do well when he was surprised like that. Anfisa had just stared at the hybrid. "Huh. Look at that. That's the hybrid I was talking about before." She had watched the male hybrid up until the point that he had jumped into the closet, and that was when there had a been a girly scream and Sassy had fallen out of the closet with Jake. And it was awkward, because his pants were down past his hips. Anfisa's eyes had widened and she had nearly gagged. Dear Lord! There were some things that she had not needed to see, and that was one of them.

Josh had his arm around his son, his gun trained on said closet before he got up and moved them towards the front of the RV with a growl. Embry was his son, and he would die to protect him. "There, there… it's just... adult stuff." Yeah, like Embry needed to see THAT. Jake had almost let out a scream as girly as Sassy, dropping to the floor and covering himself with his jacket, his eye wide "What in the holy fucking shit was that?" Of course this was probably their... first time doing anything, and to have it interrupted so brutally was probably going to mentally affect him for a while