Burden of Survival: Killing the Dead : Season Two

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him and considering my boyfriend… well, anything that raised feelings of unease was something I took seriously.
    “Anyone else?”
    “Haven’t asked anyone yet,” Becky said as she pulled her coat tighter around her to keep out the cold wind. “To be fair though I don’t think anyone will volunteer.”
    “Likely not,” I agreed. Who would leave a place of safety to travel through the unknown?
    “Gabby was very generous with the supplies she said we could have,” Becky continued.
    “Get to the point,” I said with a sigh. She wanted something and I suspected I knew what it was. “What do you want from me?”
    “My trip is important,” Becky said. “Save the world kind of important.”
    She turned her head towards me as she spoke and I could feel her eyes boring into the side of my head like tiny little augurs.
    “With just Harry and me. Well we won’t make it.”
    “No, you won’t.”
    “I want you to come with us.”
    “Me?” I was actually surprised. I thought she’d be wanting Ryan.
    “If you come then so will your friends and that boyfriend of yours.”
    Ah.
    “Why would we want to give up a place of – relative – safety?” I asked as I turned to look her in the eye.
    “Your friend is immune and pregnant,” Becky said and smiled as I looked at her in surprise. “Yeah, nothing stays a secret here.”
    “She can give you blood samples,” I said.
    “That could be lost, go bad or be destroyed,” she countered. “But all that aside, the navy will have medical facilities on hand for her to give birth safely.”
    I had to admit that was an intriguing thought. It would be a difficult journey but if she could give birth safely, that would be hard to turn down.
    “Your other friends will be more than capable protection for us too,” she continued. “Who knows what we’ll face out there.”
    “It would take weeks during normal conditions,” I said. “Without transport and with however many millions of undead between here and there along with the other kind of monster… No, it’s too dangerous.”
    She sighed and pushed her hands deeper into her pockets. I could tell she was disappointed but at the same time, my people needed me here.
    “I’ve heard the rumours about your boyfriend,” she said.
    “Haven’t we all,” I replied with a shrug.
    “The thing is, I’ve been watching him.”
    I felt the frown form as I stared at her. She’d been watching him?
    “Do you know what I did in my former life?”
    The sudden change of tack threw me a little and I shrugged. When she didn’t respond I answered in a quiet voice.
    “No.”
    “You recall my brother was a scientist?” she waited until I nodded before she continued. “His notes and samples are what I need to get to the naval forces in Scotland.”
    I knew all that. She’d told us when we first rescued her, how her military scientist brother was one of many working on finding a cure for the virus.
    “Well I was a journalist, a damned good one too. I had a blog and a fairly regular column.”
    “So?”
    “I was working on a story when things went to hell,” she said. “I was even going to make it part of a series that would become a book.”
    “What story?” I asked though a feeling of dread was slowly making its way through me.
    “It was a story about the serial killers of England,” she said. “I’d already written about the famous ones, Sutcliffe, the Wests and so on. I wanted to focus though on the ones that hadn’t been caught.”
    If any deity had been listening my glare would have cut right through her. I could see where she was going with this and I wasn’t amused.
    “There’d been rumours of people going missing in a town in the north of England,” Becky continued as she ignored my glare. “With some investigation online and after speaking with the local police I found the names of five missing people who I believe were murdered.”
    Seven I thought to myself. He’d killed seven people before I’d met

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