Facing The walkers.

five.

Conner woke up in a hospital room. The soft beeping of a heart monitor was the first thing that caught his attention. It was hooked up to him. He was in Hospital scrubs... His arms was in a cast. He caught a glance of himself in the mirror near the door. He had a black eyes, stitches on his cheek, and A busted lip. Carefully he pushed himself up, very gently pulling the cord of the heart monitor from his arm. The minute it started beeping, a Doctor and A Cop were at the door.

"Good Morning." The cop smiling at Conner, who remained stubbornly quiet. "What's you're name?" She asked, still receiving Conner's silence. "Where am I?" He asked, finally.

The Doctor sighed. "You're in a hospital. They said they found you lying on the ground outside the city."

"No they didn't. /They/ tried to kidnap my daughter." Conner glared at the two. He didn't trust this. "My husband and I tried to stop them, whoever The hell they are and they beat me up and knocked him out by bashing his skull with a fucking rock." He spat, clearly very upset.

"Dawn..." The doctor looked at the police officer with wide eyes. "You've gotta stop this shit."

"Whatever Henry. Listen..." Dawn stepped toward Conner, who surprisingly didn't step back. "You do realize that this is all that's left of the city right? Us. I'm certain your husband and your daughter are already Zombie Food."

"Fuck you." Conner muttered softly, tears feeling his eyes. He usually didn't use ... The F word... But he had no sympathy for anyone who hurt his family. And He wasn't scared of some lady with a gun.

"I know you." Dawn said. "You are Conner McKinley. Gay Broadway idiot." She said. "Jesus. I never though we'd have a fag. Did you, Hen?"

"Dawn!" The doctor yelled. Conner rolled his eyes. "Ooh. Fag. That's original." He said with a dry laugh.

Dawn's eyes widened. She wasn't expecting that. Not knowing what to say, She slapped him hard across the face. "Fuck you." Conner repeated. As soon as Dawn left the room, the doctor approached Conner, who immediately got in fighting, like he could actually hurt someone. He was Conner for crying out loud.

"Whoa! Whoa... I'm not going to hurt you." Henry said, throwing his hands up. "My job is to help people. Not hurt them." He offered a smile, holding out his hand. "I'm Henry. I'm the doctor. I'm sorry about Dawn. She's a bitch." He said, making Conner smile a little. "Yeah, I picked up on that." The redhead boy nodded.

"Listen... The people here... Their very.. Very Christian. They are gonna have some stupid stuff to say directed at you and your sexuality but don't listen to them. Like I said. Stupid. Stupid stupid stupid." Henry sighed. Shrugging a little. Conner sighed softly and Nodded. "Thanks but I'm used to it. Its passed the point of bothering me. I can take it." He said, biting his lip.

"Henry... Do you know if my family is okay...?" Conner asked, looking at the man with a hopeful gaze.

Henry bit his lip and shut the door. "Alright. I saw them get picked up by a little black woman and A man. About 5'9'', light brown hair. They got in a car. They should be just fine, Conner." He explained. An overwhelming sense of relief washed over Conner. Thank god.

"They were friends of ours. Thank you." He softly said, Biting his lip. Henry smiled softly and nodded. "Of course. Well... Uh. I'll show you around then Huh?"

Henry guided Conner through the hospital, Pointing out each room to him. There were many people there. Only one doctor. Very limited supplies. There was running water and electricity.

He led him into the Taylor room where all the scrubs were kept, Leading him inside. There was a smaller dark hair boy with blue eyes. A boy Conner had met "We haven't quite found a job for you yet so you can just work in here until we do." He smiled.