(Alex is opposite side of the Hospital from the main homestead, laying behind the lip of a small hill, that is really little more than a short ridge of raised dirt.)

Alex grimaced as she watched Jacob retreat back into the hospital, bandits slamming against the door behind him. It was only a matter of time before they got in somehow. The redhead unlimbered her rifle as quietly as she could while remaining prone, bringing it to bear and aiming down the sights. She could only hope someone else had realized what was going on and she wouldn't be fighting alone with only whoever was still inside as allies. She waited a full minute, swallowing hard as she zeroed in on a particularly wild and insane looking man. He wasn't particularly large or strong looking, but he nonetheless scared her the most. His back was covered with scars, including two or three puckered circles that looked like bullet wounds. It was either him or the one with the slicked back hair and the pretty face. From the look of his meticulously cared for hair and clothing he was in a tossup for most insane of the bunch and she was sure that if she were to check his nails afterward they would be perfectly manicured. Both of them were out of sight for the rest of Homestead's defenders and each seemed more dangerous to her than the rest of the riffraff on her side.

She readjusted her aim, deciding that a pretty bandit just wasn't something she was comfortable with, the sight falling on his side aiming for a lung shot through his ribs. Even still she didn't take the shot, still waiting for more favorable conditions. Just as she had given up on help and her finger began to tighten down she heard the distant thunder of a large caliber rifle. She gave a steadying breath of relief as one of the men assaulting the door crumple to the ground screaming. The bandit with the neat, clean hair turned towards the sound and offered her a better angle. She smiled as her finger squeezed, knowing exactly where her shot would hit before the trigger was even partially depressed. She didn't wait for the blooms of red to appear in his chest before she swung to the next, taking aim and beginning to track the wildman under her sights as he dashed for cover.