Beth is to leave

"Get the fuck out of my military base." He said as he turned around to ascend the stairs. The Doctor was stunned silent. I stood, my head drooping. I was being exiled; and what was worse was the concept of just how literally fucked I was going to be once I left.

"Beth...thank you! I will always work on the cure. You know that..." the doctor said as a tear rolled down my cheek. I had a fatalistic, whimsical thought. He was the only person in the room who had not had primary exposure to the virus through me. All the others had been with me before I was cleaned up from the infected soldier. Perhaps...

"Hey doc, seems there is no permenant effect to me being with the uninfected." He looked at me oddly, and gasped when I grabbed his still exposed, still erect dick; and guided it into my wet sex. He shifted his hips, and was inside of me. The fat old perv had been wanting to do this for two years. I winced as his fat cock pushed into me again and again.

"Test the antibodies." I whispered as his face came close to mine. "See if I can make the uninfected immune...I'll broadcast back here whenever I can...see if I can be a..vaccine." I said as I felt his short, fat cock slide in and out of me rapidly before I pulled away from his twitching, thrusting member. He steadied his breath, and immediately drew a syringe full of blood from him penis. Aubrey slid beside me, and started kissing my neck. I gently ran my fingers through her soft hair as the doctor, having collected the sample, slid his cock back into me. "Careful doc. I don't want to end up pregnant." I said, accepting him into myself again.

"What did you say?" he said; stopping everything. I looked into his eyes, and could see the spark ignite. He grunted as he started fucking me faster and faster. Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out of me quickly, and pounced on Aubrey, forcing her legs open and ramming his cock into her hard and fast. "Beth, take a pregnancy test! Right now!," His face contorted as he pounded into her hard and fast, cumming over and over inside her smoothly shaven sex.

I didn't know why he wanted me to, but I slid off the table and got in his bag. Sure enough, there was a one step pregnancy test. I slid into the shower pod as the doctor kept thrusting into Aubrey, emptying his seed into her. Finally, he slid off the table, visibly shaking. She gathered her clothes silently, suddenly deeply ashamed of what she'd done. I watched her wipe the cum from her glistening body in silence as the doctor drew blood from her arm.

I looked at the results. "What the hell?" I asked. It was supposed to be a clear blue line if I was pregnant, a red line if I wasn't. Neither showed up. I exited the shower, and handed the test to Doc. "What the fuck does that mean?" I asked. He turned around, and gripped my shoulders.

"I'll have to check your bloodwork and do some more tests, but I think..."

The doors upstairs opened and heavy boots descending. I found my clothes and quickly donned them just as the MPs showed up. "I'm sorry Ms. DeMoss but you are being evicted from the base immediately. I've been instructed to tell you that heading to Boston is the most likely route to find assistance; while heading south through the countryside and suburbs will offer the least infected encounters."

I looked at the young man, obviously shaken that he was **** to impart these orders. I studied him for a second, and asked, "By who's authority do you kick me out of this base? The President's? A General for a country that have already obviously fallen?" I sighed, and pulled my top down. "What does this do other than waste the only cure we have left as a species?"

His boyish continence turned grim. Finally, he pulled off his helmet with one hand, and wiped the sweat from his brow with the other; the liquid shiny on his black leather glove.

"Maybe we don't need a cure for THIS species. Maybe something new will emerge..." he said. "Something like you...and Colonel Fields". My head snapped around, hate in my eyes. I held his gaze for what seemed like eternity.

"Maybe you are right...I hope not." I said.

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The gate slammed shut behind me. I had left everyone behind. I worried for Melody in that place; but couldn't worry for long. I walked down the moon-illuminated road down the the fork. A late-model Dodge Charger sat there. I peaked inside. They'd armed me well. M4 Carbine, a SAW, and plenty of ammo for heavy stuff; and an M9 with 6 mags. A box of 1000 5.56 ammo, and 300 9mm.

"So Beth..." I said to myself: "Head South; or go to Boston...?"