I looked over to Kaia who was sitting in the corner of the roof, she looked distressed like before. I went over to her and asked her,

"You ok?"

"Yeah I'm fin-"

She paused for a few seconds, I knew something was wrong and she knew I did, she started back up.

"You know that boy over there, he has a giant gash on his leg where he was bitten, mother has one too, she had been bitten on the lower left side of her stomach..."

A tear feel from her eye as did mine, I wiped it off her cheek. We had to kill them, but I couldn't do it, I looked at the mother who held the child in her arms, the mother was about 51 and the child was 7, the child with blonde hair, the mother had silky brown and ran down to her shoulders, she was wearing jeans and a pink tank top both blood-stained and ripped clothes, as the boy was in jeans and a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles T-Shirt which had various rips and tatters.

Kaia had only cried one tear but I couldn't hold it in, as I cried and she held me me, even though I was sad this was the best feeling I'd ever had being in her arms.

After five minutes I cleared my eyes and knew what we had to do, we had to wait though I wanted to kill him when he was gone, let the mother have the time left with him before he turned. We waited but not to long, he started to squirm around and he stood up as his eyes crept to the back of his head I waited, the mother knew what was happening and tried to subdue the boy all the while crying and screaming.

He never attacked his mother, maybe because she was already infected, I had my vest back on as he ran for me I unhoilstered the .357 Magnum and aimed it towards him. When he got within 10 feet of me he jumped at me and I pulled the trigger, hitting him in the top of the head the bullet imapled his head and went down his neck. The mother screaming and crying for the boy had woken up Joey who was staring wide-eyed at the corpse of the boy.

His body had fallen foward from the jump and landed near my feat, his blood spattered my body and instantly I felt regret. I looked down at him, from where I was I could see the back lower part of his brain forced through the hole where the bullet exited his neck.

I was stunned at what I had done, though stunned was an understatement. Kaia was helping the boy's mother and a small campfire in the side of the building had made the blood that was pooling at my feet glisen.

Blood was running out of the hole like a river, I walked over to the mother, I couldn't walk though. I didn't walk, I couldn't say anything I just sat there in my body while my legs dragged toward the mother I managed to force some words out of my mouth and regained myself and talked normally,

"We wanted to give you all the time with your son as we could, before, he turned",

Having said that made me feel no more better about my actions, even thinking that she would forgive me had left my mind as the mother cried, she managed to say a few words

"Thank you, for letting me hold him before, that, thank you so much for letting us come with you, but please, let me be with my son",

I took the Colt .45 because I thought it was a much more humain way of killing her, tears roled down my face washing away the blood that stained it. I looked at my hand it was stained with the boy's blood just as the rest of my body, I put the gun to her head, I couldn't hold my hand still, my hand was shaking violently as I tried to put the gun to the mother's head.

Before I pulled the trigger she mumured a word which were barely audible,

"Thank you"

and I pulled the trigger killing her instantly, she fell back, the blood at the back of her head pooling.

I couldn't bear it. The images of the died boy and mother raced through my head. I wasn't a killer, I couldn't take this, more or less the images of the boy littered my head and was harder to bear then the thought of killing him.

The guilt dropped me to my knees the gun fell from my hands I wasn't in control anymore. I couldn't move, tears pooled at my eyes and every time I tried to hold them back it hurt worse and worse. I whispered words so quietly I couldn't hear them but I know they left my mouth.

"Your welcome"

I was on my knees for a while, I didn't, couldn't move, the images still racing in my head. What had I done. I wasn't a murderer, yes I was, I I couldn't contain myself, it felt as if I was dying, nothing I had ever done was like this. Kaia kneeled in front of me and held me, I don't know why but I pictured my mother then and when she died, I felt like I murdered her.

Kaia put her mouth near my ear and whispered.

"It's, okay" over and over again

I wanted to take back what I did but I couldn't nothing could, I wanted to beleive it was ok, but it wasn't. I couldn't do anything right now, I put my arms around her but couldn't feel her warmth which I most desired to feel, I couldn't feel anything.