[b][i]Thomas[/i][/b]

[quote=@Sol Grim]
"She's injured!" Ethan called out to one of the men.  "We have to get inside, please.  Help us!"

Ashley screamed again, as a few of the infected were running directly at them.[/quote]

There was no doubt about it, the girl was badly hurt. In the Yard, injures like this needed proper attention. But proper attention was blocks away. 

[color=fff200]"Here!"[/color] Thomas cried to the unknown couple, and guided them towards Bay #2 at FastLane. [color=fff200]"John! Open the bay!"[/color] he yelled pounding on the large slated door. There was no time for pleasantries, this was now a matter of life or death.

His banging went unanswered. So Luis checked the Entrance door, it opened with ease. 

Rushing everyone inside Thomas led the girl to the 'Lounge' couch. It wasn't much, nor in good shape, but a faux red leather couch is the next best thing to a hospital bed when there's nothing better around. 

[color=fff200]"Luis, quick, get the First Aid kit,"[/color] Thomas ordered the Latino. [color=fff200]"You,"[/color] he said at the man, [color=fff200]"There's bottled water in fridge on the other side of the bays. Bring whatever you can."[/color] He needed to clean the wound, least that's what they do in the TV shows. Tearing away the cloth from the wound, Thomas could now see how serious the wound really was, she needed a hospital. But in the chaos outside they were the best hope she had at surviving.

"She better not get any blood on my couch! I paid good money for it." John Russell had entered unnoticed.

[color=fff200]"Shut the hell up John!"[/color] Thomas shot back. [color=fff200]"Lend a hand, or stand back."[/color] Luis handed over the First Aid kit, which was void of anything really useful, so Thomas tossed it aside. [color=fff200]"Damn-it John, couldn't you squeeze one fucking nickle out of that fat ass of yours and buy us some supplies!"[/color] Anger rose in Thomas' voice.

@Sol Grim