The nights are getting longer and colder, and Nat's finally caught a break. They want nothing except peace and time to heal their wounds, without hellish creatures screaming for blood. But, when their new group's crops get ruined, true priorities are revealed, and Nat's scars are ripped open again as they're forced to retrace their old grounds in a desperate search for supplies. All the while, signs of their past still keep them closed-off from the one person who tries to take a chance on them. ------ total word count: 18,816 an entry for WattpadZombies Z-Fic Novella contest