Lynn narrowed her eyes. "Don't come any closer and don't touch the door," she ordered. No matter his words he was a stranger. She couldn't risk him getting near Jessayln.
Jess herself was listening fearfully, a protective hand on her stomach. "It's okay," she whispered to her unborn child. "Lynn would never let anyone hurt us."
From her position of the roof of the car Lynn could see some walkers stumbling around. If this guy really did just want shelter...
"I don't have any spare food," she told him. "I'm not just feeding myself. Jess," she called down into the car. "Hand me a water bottle."
Climbing up a little Jess handed her a bottle of water with shaking hands. She got a look at the man on the motorcycle and whimpered slightly, ducking her head back down in fear. With that skull on his head he looked like some kind of demon.
Lynn tossed the bottle down to the man and gestured to a nearby car. "You can use that for shelter for now, but the minute you try and open this one I [i]will[/i] shoot you. Don't test me."
Since he hand weapons she climbed back down into the car and sat across from the door, watching it carefully.

"Lynn," Jess said after a few minutes. "I need to wash these clothes. Could we go to the river?"
"Not with him out there," Lynn replied.
"But I really need to wash these. It's not good for us to have dirty clothes," Jess insisted. "He said he just wanted shelter. If he had wanted to hurt us he would have tried to get in."
Lynn shook her head. "You think too much of people," she replied, but got up. "Fine, but if that bastard tries anything I put a bullet between his eyes."
Lynn took the lead opening the door and checking the area for walkers. Then she climbed down and turned to help Jessalyn down. The younger woman's stomach was swelled enough for anyone to tell that she was pregnant.
Jessalyn carried a box of dirty clothes to wash and Lynn had her gun in one hand and her knife in the other.