Zombies! (Open)

I gave a small sigh. "You have a point. Do you want to open or do you want to shoot?" I asked as I steadied myself.

Kate:

I was watching the front of the store waiting for the boys to come out safe, or for them to give signal if they needed help. “Kate!” Emily hissed from the front seat. I looked up immediately and zoned in on what had alarmed her. A large group of zombies was moving out of the tree line across the parking lot of the store. There were at least 20 that I could see. My heart started beating faster. There wouldn’t be time to run in to get the boys and get back out to the car. If we honked, it would only draw the zombies to us quicker.

Aiden:

“I’ll open. I figure you’re a better shot. I’ll let them out one at a time, so we don’t get overwhelmed.” I said, bracing one hand against the door and taking hold of the handle with the other.

I nodded and took a stance while adjusting my grip on the gun with both hands. I neither wanted to miss, nor did I want to panic. With out any knowledge of how many were on the other side ammo conservation was even more important than normal.

Aiden:

I braced against the door and pulled the handle opening the door just enough for one to get out. I repeated this three times until they were all on the ground with a bullet in their heads.

Kate:

The gunshots drew the attention of the zombies and they moved toward the building with more vigor. I quickly got Elijah out of his car seat and slung my bag over my shoulder. "Quick, out of the car and run inside." I told Emily.

Everett:

"Well, that went well. Shall we see what we can find?" I said, slowly lowering the weapon though I kept holding it with both hands.

Aiden:

I let the door open and started to drag bodies out of the way just as the front entrance door opened. "Get down, out of sight from the front." Kate hissed locking the door then ducking into one of the aisles.

Emily:

I hunkered down and crawled over to where Everett was.

"Em? What's going on?" I whispered as I pulled close to me, already hunkered down out of sight behind an isle.

Emily:

"A large group of them is passing by. At least two-dozen." I murmured to him. "And they were drawn by the sound. We couldn't stay in the car." I told him inching away from the zombie matter on the floor.

Kate:

I scooted closer to the others, keeping Elijah in my lap. I had my gun ready, and my knife at my side.

I used one arm to just life Emily from one side of me to the other. I would have made a joke, teasing her about weight or something like that. But now wasn't the time. "Ah. Well here I thought you just missed me." I settled on, trying to get her to smile in the situation.

Emily:

I wrapped my hands around his arm without thinking. It was something I had always done, it comforted me to hold onto him, especially when I hadn’t seen him for a while or during tense situations. “I’d rather be in here with you then out there any time.” I said quietly.

"Love you too sis." I murmured to her, leaning my head over to lightly bump it against hers.

Aiden:

I crept into the storage room while the others were hunkered down. To my great pleasure there were several stacked boxes of untouched supplies. Well, untouched by humans, the sides were rather slimy from zombies rubbing on them.

I glanced over to Emily just to make sure she was okay as well. I knew my sister liked comfort during these things, but I didn't know if she would as well.

Kate:

Elijah reached for something on a shelf above me. I twisted to see what it was he wanted. It was a little stuffed pig with some brand name across the side of it. I grabbed it and handed it to him. He smiled and squeezed it before gnawing on its face. I crinkled my nose and smiled at him.

I saw her grab the pig for Elijah and I smiled, at least they could manage just fine. So I turned my eyes to Em. "So, I was thinking of getting another tattoo. You know. If in fact we can ever find someone doing tattoo's again."

Emily:

I grinned. "We could do it the old fashioned way. I told you. I'm good with a needle. At least one with thread." I said playfully.

I made a face at that. "I would rather not have a tattoo sewn into my skin thank you."

Emily:

"Aw come on, how do you think they do it in prison?" I asked having actually no clue how they did it in prison, but it sounded good.

"A staple and graphite actually." I admitted with a sheepish smile.

Emily:

I crinkled my nose. "Ew, that's awful." I said. The moans and groans coming from the outside had quieted someone and the thumps against the glass were less frequent.

"And having things sewn into your body isn't?" I teased, ruffling her hair.

Emily:

"Getting ink injected into your body isn't?" I said with a grin. I had never wanted to get a tattoo due to my fear needles under my skin.

"Takes some getting used to sis." I had never shown her my tattoo's, she had only seen one because without my combat gear on it showed on my bicep but I had long since told her about others I had.

Emily:

"Not something I ever plan on getting used to, even if we find someone to do it." I said determinedly.

"No worries little sis. No tattoo's if you don't want them." I promised, ruffling her hair up.

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