Y/N Pov.

As we approached the nurse's office we saw walkers crowding the door, we crouch behind a piece of furniture.

Lee: Christa, Carley, and Vernon must be trapped in there.

Y/n: Well I'd say it's more than likely.

Lee takes out his gun and shoots one of the walkers, drawing the others attention toward him. Y/n kills the remaining walkers. They enters the office and Christa points her gun at them, but puts it away after recognizing them. Carley walks up to the pair and gives Lee while a kiss while resting her head on Y/n's head.

Lee: What the hell happened?

Christa: They wandered into the hallway after we got inside. I think they must have heard us rooting around in here. The whole place is infested, they're everywhere!

Lee: Calm down. I took care of them. Carley: Unfortunately they're a lot sneakier than they look.

Y/n: *Chuckle* Yeah, I imagine.

Lee: What about the meds, did we find what we need?

Vernon: Yeah--that's our other problem. Take a look. Looks like they were keeping all the prescription meds in that safe--locked up tight.

Lee: Can we just guess the combination?

Vernon: It's a four-digit code. You do the math.

Christa: Well, I doubt they just wrote it down and left it here for us to find. We should just try busting it open, we don't have any other choice.

Carley: Yeah, we can't stay here forever.

Lee: Okay, you get started, I'll take a look around, see if I can find anything useful.

Y/n: I'll go with Lee.

3rd Pov.

Lee: Hey, doc, I just wanted to thank you for coming with us, and for all your help. I really appreciate it.

Vernon: Don't mention it. It's times like these we've got to help each other the most, right? Or we're no better than those Crawford sons of bitches.

Lee: I heard that.

Y/n: Well we're stronger together than apart, that's for sure.

Lee: Are you feeling okay?

Christa: I'm fine. Why are you asking me that?

Y/n: Are you sure Christa? We just wanna make sure you're okay...

Christa: I'm fine kiddo, I swear.

Lee: It's just that you've been looking a little pale the past couple of days. You've been throwing up...

Christa: Oh, come on, you'd just dug up a rotting dog carcass! I'm surprised we weren't ALL throwing up. Lee, I'm fine. Quit worrying about me, okay? Worry about Omid, we've got to get him these meds!

Y/n hugs Christa and she hugs back, then they let go.

Christa: Thanks sweetie.

Y/n: *Smiles* No problem, Christa.

Lee opens the medical file. Inside is a report and picture of a woman, along with a video tape.

Lee: I guess she must have been a patient here. And what's this? (takes tape)

Lee puts the tape into the camcorder while Carley and Y/n stand beside him.

Lee: Vernon, Christa. Come look at this.

The five of them gather around to view the recording.

Logan: This is day eighty-two since the outbreak...fifteen forty-seven. Doctor Logan in consultation with patient Anna Correa.

Anna: Why are you recording this?

Logan: Regulations. Oberson has ordered me to keep records of all medical examinations and consultations. I need you to brace yourself, Anna. The sonogram confirms that you're pregnant.

Anna: Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god...

Logan: As you know, the rules are very clear. The termination is mandatory.

Anna: You don't have to tell them. Tell them it was just nausea, that you gave me something for it and it went away. This is my problem, not yours.

Logan: If Oberson finds out that I concealed evidence of a pregnancy... I'm sorry, but these are the rules. I'm gonna give you a sedative. It'll make the procedure easier on you.

Anna: I don't want the procedure! I want my baby! I can't do this!

Logan: Anna, you don't have a choice. Now, if you like, you can take some time with this, but I need you to come back no later than tomorrow. Or I'll have no choice but to inform Oberson myself. I'm sorry.

Anna runs out of the room. The recording ends and Lee takes the tape out.

Vernon: Damn it! We almost had it!

Christa: What the hell kind of place was this?

Lee: Like Molly said. The worst kind.

Vernon: Lee, maybe there's another tape. We've got to keep looking.

Lee: I think I recognize that doctor.

Y/n: Yeah, he was one of the walkers out in the alley by the auto shop.

Vernon: Maybe you should search it. See what he's got on him.

Lee and Y/n go down the alley and enter the shack. As they're about to climb on the shelves, a walker attacks them. Lee pushes him to the ground and Y/n pushes a TV onto the walker's head, killing it.

They climb the shelves and jump over the fence. Walker Logan is crawling to the end of the alley. Lee stomps on its head, killing it.

Y/n: Annoying Dead-head.

Lee: This is definitely the guy.

Lee search's the doctor's corpse and finds another tape and piece of paper that says "LOGAN 6-26-30".

Lee: This might be just what we need. And what's this? Looks like some kind of code, but Vernon said the safe combination was only four numbers. (notices nearby walker) Shit. Time to go.

Lee and Y/n return to the school.

Y/n: Well that was pretty uneventful.

Lee: Yeah, we just got lucky.

As they walk they notice a bloody locker.

Y/n: I think that combo you found goes to this locker.

Lee opens the locker.

Y/n: Another tape. The safe combination has gotta be on one of these.

Lee: I agree.

Lee: We found two more tapes. One of them is dated October tenth.

Vernon: That's the day after the first one we watched.

Christa: Put it in.

Lee inserts the tape and they watch the recording.

Logan: Have you made a decision?

Anna: I thought you said I didn't have a choice.

Logan: Well, technically you do. You can terminate the pregnancy, or leave Crawford. Of course that would be a death sentence for both you and your unborn child.

Anna: Maybe that's best. I stayed up all last night thinking about this. Why are we even trying to survive, to keep on living, if this is what it takes? If this is what it's turned us into?

Logan: I don't make the rules, Anna.

Anna: Doctor, I'm begging you. Please help me.

Logan: Maybe one day, when things are different, you can try again. But for now, today, we have to do this.

Logan inputs the code to the safe. Anna grabs a medical tool, stabs him in the stomach, and takes his gun.

Logan: No, no, no...

Gunshots are heard in the distance, and Logan collapses to the floor. Lee removes the tape.

Lee: I think we know what happened to Crawford.

Carley: More importantly, we've got the combination.

Christa sobs.

Y/n: A-Are you okay?

Christa: It's nothing. That was just...hard to watch. Don't worry about me, I'm fine.

Y/n once again hugs Christa but this time she holds onto him more, like a mother trying to comfort her son but the other way around.

Lee: Alright. Let's get those meds and get the hell out of here.

Vernon inputs the code and unlocks the safe.

Vernon: We're in business. (takes supplies) Antibiotics...morphine...we'll take as much of this as we can carry. Okay, I think we're good. This is more than enough for your people and mine. Let's go!

Christa lets go of Y/n and she goes to take some of the medicine.

Lee: You know, I found a third tape in a locker outside. Maybe there's something else on there?

Christa: We got the meds for Omid, that's all I care about.

Vernon: We'll head back to the classroom. Don't take too long, you two.

They played the third tape.

Lee can optionally view the recording on the camcorder. Logan zips up his pants and Molly buttons her jacket.

Logan: Listen. As fun as this was, I have to put a stop to this little arrangement. This is the last I can give you.

Molly: Why?

Logan: (unlocks safe) Oberson had someone down here yesterday taking inventory, he's really cracking down. I just can't risk it.

Molly: We had a deal!

Logan: (gives medicine to Molly) Yes. We HAD a deal. We don't anymore.

Molly: My sister needs this medicine. Without it, she'll die. Or she'll start showing symptoms and they'll take her away. I can't let that happen.

Logan: I'm sorry, Molly. I've done all I can. But I have to look out for myself here.

Molly: Yeah...that's the Crawford way, isn't it?

Molly leaves, purposely bumping into Logan on her way out. Lee takes out the tape.

Lee: Well, shit.

Y/n: *Sadly* Poor Molly...