[b]Lynn and Jessalyn - Railroad Tracks - Floyd and Grimm[/b]

Lynn put her arm in front of Jess. Great, now they had two men. One with a skull on his head and another who sounded like a redneck. "And aiming an arrow at a pregnant woman is gonna make us trust you?" she snapped at the redneck before turning her attention to the skull wearing biker. "And if you think I'm going to let her on that death trap you're an idiot."

Jess stepped forward a little, patting her friend's arm. "Lynn, it's okay," she said to reassure her before glancing at the two men. "I'm Jessalyn. And this is Lynn. I appreciate the offer," she addressed the skull man first. "But I really don't think I can ride your motorcycle in my condition," she laid a gentle hand on her belly before looking at the other man. "If you feel the need to have a weapon pointed at us, please do not aim for my baby," she asked.
Jessalyn wasn't afraid of death. She had seen it too many times. She was afraid of her baby being hurt or killed.

The sound of a man's dying scream of agony reached them. Lynn braced herself in front of Jess and Jess cowered behind Lynn, covering her stomach protectively.
Not far away from them, at the entrance of the city, a man stumbled into view. He had a walker on his back, biting his neck to pieces. Jess closed her eyes and turned away as he fell over and the walker continued to chew his neck and face to shreds. His screams gradually died away.

"Too far away for me to get a decent shot," Lynn said and turned to the younger woman. "Jess, stay here. I'm going to go kill that walker and that guy before he becomes a walker," she glared at the two men. "I am assuming each of you will keep the other in line for a few minutes while I take care of this. If this girl gets so much as a paper cut I will cut off your manhoods and feed them to walkers. Got it?"
"Lynn," Jess said, groaning a little. Sometimes she was so... violent.

While Lynn walked off Jess sat down on a large rock, a hand pressed against her back to relieve some of the pressure there. "I'm sorry about Lynn," she said to both men with a smile. "She worries about me. And we've learned not to trust new people... especially men..." she added quietly, memories of the attack replaying in her mind. Back then no one could tell she was pregnant. Hopefully now that it was obvious men would be less likely to hurt her. At least that was what she hoped.
Jess tried to hold out hope for people. She prayed that this outbreak and the subsequent hard times had not caused people to lose too much of their humanity.

Movement in her stomach made Jess gasp slightly. "He's more active today then usual," she said out loud, trying to make friendly conversation. "I haven't been able to find a doctor, so I don't know how far along I am. But Lynn thinks I still have a few more months."