Day eight of the end of the world and we are now even further away from finding a cure. The ARC announced this morning that they incurred a major loss during the second attack and that their scientists working on a cure have dwindled by nearly half. Alongside this, the soldiers defending the facility have reduced dramatically, leaving the only hope of our state vulnerable to further attacks. They have issued a plea for anyone with biological or military backgrounds to come forward and join the ARC in their quest in making America great again. All communications are now down, so if you would like to volunteer, please head down to your local community centre where a recruiter will be waiting.

However, we must warn anyone leaving the safety of their homes to be extra vigilant and carry suitable protection as since the second wave the presence of the affected have increased substantially, which has made the task of keeping the streets safe extremely difficult. Take care of yourself Alabama and lets all pray that a cure is not too far a way.

The news anchor signs off with tears in her eyes making a lump form in my throat. The running population count on the bottom of the screen was back and the human race wasn't far from becoming extinct. The number of scientists working on a cure were getting low which meant there would be no cure in the near future. My plan, was becoming more pertinent than ever.

I had planned to talk to the guys and then spend some time- first, pulling them back down from the ceiling after the initial shock and fury. And then coming up with a plan to best execute what I wanted to do. I was hoping I had a few weeks to arrange my next move, but now it appears I have merely days.

I looked around at the guys still surrounding me on the couch. They all looked relaxed but worried at the breaking news flash we had just watched. I was tucked up in to Jay's side, his jeans still unbuttoned from our erotic interlude half an hour ago. Only now he was holding me just that little bit tighter.

He made me feel safe and protected, hell, they all did! I was happy and sated but this only made my guilt intensify. Survivors guilt, is bitch. I shouldn't be here living the life I lost with three gorgeous men as people where out there in the streets, dying as a cure was pumping through my veins. I needed to talk to them about my plan and I suppose now was as good a time as any.

"We should go back to the community centre." I tried to say it as nonchalantly as I could, hoping to keep the situation as calm as possible.

"Don't be daft." Connor replied "We have plenty of provisions, we shouldn't need to go back for weeks."

"I don't mean for food-"

"No!" Blake cut in. Damn, he caught on quicker than I had hoped he would.

Connor startled at Blake's bark. "He's right, Red. Unless you're secretly a mad scientist or an ex navy seal then I don't see what use we could be to the cause."

"No!" Blake barked louder when he saw the determination in my face. "They'll turn you into a fucking guinea pig! If you walk through those doors, your life is over!"

"You don't know that!" I argued back. Jay stiffened at the side of me as Connor's gasp filled the silent room. Finally on the same page as Blake and I.

"You didn't see what Jay and I saw. They were fucking executing people in the street! Not just the infected but the non-conformists!"

Well that surprised me. I hadn't realised until that second that I hadn't spoken to the guys about their trip to the community centre. Blake's transition had taken centre stage for the past couple of days and it seemed that I had a lot to catch up on.

"Ok, we are going to come right back to that in a couple of minutes. But first you need to hear me out."

"Not if it means getting yourself killed." Blake levelled me with his fiercest stare. Before I would have probably pissed my pants at the fire burning in his eyes but after what we had shared, it just turned me on.

"I wasn't planning on just handing myself over. I was hoping to have a couple of weeks to come up with a plan but after seeing that news story, we need to come up with something quickly before the human race becomes extinct!" I had their attention, I took a deep breath and continued telling them what I wanted to do.

"Blake is walking proof that my blood is some sort of cure."

"You don't know that" Jay said "Not for sure"

"I do. When Blake threw up after biting me-" Blake flinched at the memory and guilt washed over me for bringing it up but it was necessary for my argument. "I saw my blood bind with the toxin and neutralise it. It was green and acidic. Bubbling and spitting. But my blood enveloped it and turned it into this thick brown glupe. It's my moral obligation to do something about it. I can't just sit here knowing that I could potentially save the human race and do nothing. It's just not who I am." My parents may be happy shirking their responsibilities but I was not. I will never be like them.

"Well, we wouldn't be doing nothing-" Connor waggled his eyebrows suggestively at me .

"Shut up, Chuck!" all three of us shouted at him in unison as he dodged a cushion turned torpedo that I may have thrown at his head. His innuendos were not helpful right now.

"So what, you're just going to offer yourself up as some sacrificial lamb. Do you have any idea of what they will do to you!" Blake came to kneel at my feet, grasping my hands in his big strong ones. His multi-colored eyes searching mine for a weak link in my steely resolve. "There has to be another way!" He implored, looking defeated at my unwavering stance.

I pulled out of Jays arms and leaned forward, taking Blake's handsome face in my hands. Stroking his cheeks and lips with my thumbs.

"They don't need me-" I whispered "They need my blood." Closing the distance I pressed my lips against his. Kissing him softly for a moment before pulling back.

"We need to figure out how to get a sample of my blood to them"

"But they won't stop at a sample, Agnes. They'll hunt you down just to tear you apart and I can't lose you, I won't!" Blake's hands gripped mine tightly as he bared his fears to me. Making himself vulnerable. This was something that was so hard for Blake to do which is how I knew that he was deadly serious. My heart swelled with love for the man on his knees in front of me.

"Then we leave-" Jay spoke with certainty "We deliver her blood and then get the hell out of dodge!"

It didn't sound like a bad plan but the words of the news anchor played over and over in my head on a loop. The streets are dangerous. They're riddled with the infected and I couldn't risk their lives like that. But I couldn't not do anything. My head was a mess.

"It's too dangerous to be out in the open, I won't risk you guys."

"And we won't risk you-" I let out a frustrated sigh, I understood their concerns. I would have the exact same reaction as them if the role had been reversed. There was no way in hell I would let one them try this and I had to take that into consideration. I'm a total hypocrite but they didn't need to know that. I needed to buy myself some time to think. To let them think. Because as it stands we weren't getting anywhere fast.

"I'm going back to my apartment. I need a shower, coffee and a steak. And in that order. And while I'm doing that, you guys can come up with a plan because this is happening. Whether you like it or not." Such a hypocrite.

I rose from the couch, squeezing past a still kneeling Blake and sashayed towards the door. Throwing as much sass in my step as I could. I had to give them the impression that I will not be swayed but I think I may have caught their attention in a different way from the sound of Blake's growl.

"Need me to wash your back?!" Connor called out as my hand reached for the door handle. I didn't turn around or stop, I just threw him the bird over my shoulder and headed out of the door to the sound of a chuckling Ginger Ninja.

I watched with raptured awe Agnes's ass as she left the apartment. The girl never ceased to amaze me. She had a spine of steel and the nerves to match. She was a constant surprise and that both made me nervous and hard. Her spark of life was invigorating but it also made her unpredictable. My case and point, her latest hairbrained idea.

If I was being honest, it wasn't a bad idea . It is exactly what I would have been planning if I was in her position. The problem was that it involved, her.

The human race could go fuck itself. I mean other than the people around me, what has the world ever done for me besides shit on me?

I would happily trade the entire world and watch it burn to the ground as long as my brothers and my girl were safe. I would tear any fucker limb from limb if they as so much looked in their direction.

So did she really think I was going to let those government fuckers know that she even existed, let alone her go to them?!

The short answer- Yes, she did.

I could see the determination in her eyes. She is doing this with or without us and either way I was fucked.

"So how do we stop this?" I asked Jay and Connor who were still staring open mouthed at the door that Agnes's ass had just left through.

"Huh?" Connor murmured distractedly.

"Guys! Seriously, we need to put a fucking stop to this madness she's planning." I was starting to get pissed by their easy acceptance of her decision.

Jay's gaze finally moves to mine, taking in what I am saying.

"What do you suggest we do? You saw her face. You know what she's like. She's doing this regardless of our input." I grimaced as Jay's words reflected my thoughts only moments ago. "And personally, I'd rather be stood by her side then letting her go at this alone."

Shit, he was right. I knew what ever I did or said to try and stop her would only make her dig her heals in more. I needed to get on board or get out of her way and I'll be damned if it was the latter.

"So how are we going to do this? We need to figure out a way to get her blood to the ARC without her existence ever been known." I looked at the guys expectantly, but both their faces wore blank expressions.

Fuck! I guess this was going to be all on me.

All on me-

Now that gave me an idea.

Hot soapy bubbles soothed my body and soul. And the scent of pomegranate permeated the air. I was truly relaxed for the first time in a week both inside and out. Deja vu filled me from my second day in the apartment. When I had returned from the dead and Jay had thrown my belongings all over the bathroom floor.

Only now he was stood with a smirk on his face and removing his shirt.

"Scoot forward, Red." He ordered softly.

When he dropped his pants, I didn't even hesitate slipping my butt forward in the tub and letting his smooth and muscled body slide in behind me.

I sighed with contentment as he settled me between his thighs, pulling me against his hard chest and wrapping his strong arms around me. He kissed my temple as I rested my head against his shoulder.

Now this was heaven.

"So they sent you to talk me out of it, huh." I mused, too relaxed to raise my voice above a murmur.

"Not at all-" He picked up my sea sponge and began reverently, running it down my arms. "But let's not talk about that right now. I just want to be with you when the world isn't on fire."

My heart melted. I had to admit, it was nice to just be, without any imminent drama hanging over our heads.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" I asked coyly

"Who said that I wanted to talk?" He fired back

"Now we're talking." I giggled

My mirth was cut short by a moan and my eyes rolled into the back of my head when his lips pressed against the sensitive spot under my ear.

His hands ran simultaneously up both sides of waist. Then my ribcage. Before landing on my breasts. Squeezing and kneading as his mouth nipped, licked and sucked at my neck and ear lobe. Shivers and goose bumps spread in a slow burn around my entire body.

I could feel his hardness pressing further and further into my back as his arousal for me grew. The length of him pressing up against me, urged me silently to undulate against him.

His hands gripped me harder, almost to the point of pain but never more than what felt good. As my reactions spurred him on.

One hand left my chest and began working it's way down my stomach, heading to where an inferno was being ignited from his touch. His hand ran over my hip bone, but instead of heading to the place where I needed him the most, he bypassed my apex and ran his hand softly down my thigh.

Before I could voice my disappointment, his hand drifted down my inner thigh. The sensitive skin, twitching under his light touch. But he still doesn't touch me where I want him to. Instead, he hooks his hand under my thigh and pulls my leg up over his and spreading me open for him.

The water met my wanton flesh but instead of feeling hot against me, it felt cool in comparison to the heat inside. It only made me want him more.

"Jay-" I moaned, hoping it would urge him on.

"Shhh-" He hushed into my ear. His hot breath skirting across my skin felt exquisite but only worsened my need.

"I've got you." He whispered as his hand stroked up my inner thigh and then through my slickness. My back arched at the contact I had been longing for.

His wicked hand buried deep within me as his other hand left my chest and guided my face up to his.

"So fucking beautiful." His voice husky before his lips crashed down against mine, stealing my breath. His tongue delved deep into my mouth as he worked me harder and faster until the pressure began to build to almost bursting.

My body began to shudder at the promise of release. My breath heavy and my hips grinding between his hands and hips, trying desperately to bring my self relief. But before I could fall into pure bliss, his hand slowed and left my aching centre.

"No!" I protested against his mouth. I was so god damn close and he just fucking stopped! Aw hell no!

I made to get up so I could turn and straddle him. To take control of the moment, but his hands landed on my hips. First stilling me and then lifting me up so he could position himself underneath me.

I felt him probing against my entrance a split second before he lowered me back down on to him. Entering me so deeply that I couldn't help the gasp that escaped. The fullness alone nearly bringing me to climax.

I had to readjust myself to take him fully. Jay was huge, so I had to place my legs over the rim of the tub to be able to accommodate him. When I did, my body sank as I took him wholly within me.

"Holy fuck! You're tight!" He ground out between his teeth

We stayed still, adjusting to one another before Jay finally started to move. It was awkward at first in the tight confines of the bath but once we were used to our position and finally found our rhythm, there was no holding back.

Water sloshed over the sides as we worked against each other harder and faster. The pressure building like before but only more powerful. My movements became urgent and jerky the closer I came to the edge. Jays hand slipped between my legs, working his finger against my clit in rhythm with his thrust making me scream out his name when the sensation became too much and when his other hand pinched my nipple between his fingers, my whole world fell apart and I came hard around him.

Stars flashed across my eyes as every nerve ending in my body exploded with ecstasy.

"Oh fuck!" Jay cursed as my trembling insides brought him over the edge with me and I felt the hot thick bursts of his pleasure inside me.

I panted hard trying to regain my senses, but my head was swimming with thoughts of Jay.

My whole body the consistency of Jello.

I had no idea how long I stayed there, but I didn't care as I rode the wave of bliss.

"Come on, lets get out of the tub." Jay spoke bringing me back down to earth.

"So we can talk to the guys?"

"No so we can pick this back up in the bedroom. I'm not even close to being done with you yet, Red."