[b]Katie - Blanket Fortress - Emma[/b]

Katie heard a voice and curled into a ball, trying to make herself as small as possible.
It was a woman's voice. She didn't sound scary. In fact, she sounded silly.
"You're silly," Katie said from under the blanket nest. "No one is scared of me. I'm too small."

She was quiet for a few minutes after the woman, Emma, told her her name. "Katie," she said quietly. She peeked out from under her blanket at the woman. "Nobody likes me. I really want my daddy."

[b]Jessalyn - House - Floyd-[/b]

Jess held on to Floyd, putting her arms around him as they laid on the floor. He finally passed out. That was good. He needed to sleep.
A snarling sound made her look up frantically. A walker head appeared in the window. Then another. Then another.
Floyd's screaming in pain. It must have attracted walkers from the surrounding area.

Jess wanted to scream but she bit her lip to stop herself. Whimpers of fear came from her even as she struggled to stay quiet. As long as she stayed quiet, they would go away. 
Stay quiet. Don't move.
Stay quiet. Don't move.
Stay quiet. Don't move.

Those two sentences became a mantra in her head. She closed her eyes tightly and buried her face into Floyd's chest.
Stay quiet. Don't move.
They will go away.
They will go away.
Stay quiet. Don't move.

She wished Floyd was awake. She wished he wasn't hurt. She wished the walkers would all just disappear.
After a long time she finally dared to turn her head and look.
The window was clear. Did that mean they were gone? She listened hard, but could hear nothing.
The relief was incredible. She melted against Floyd's chest, her limbs feeling numb. One of her hands cradled her stomach.

There was a scratching sound at the door. Jess tensed up once again until she heard the sound of barking and running feet. Dogs. Probably wild dogs scavenging. Nothing to be afraid of.
When she tried to get up, to go and get something to put under Floyd's head, his grip on her tightened when she started to move away. A weary smile came to Jess' face. She laid back down beside him. She'd stay next to him until he woke up.
The water bottle was on the floor nearby. She reached for it and drank a little before setting it within reach of both of them. Floyd would be thirsty when he woke up. He would probably be hungry too. She'd make him something. She'd also clean up the place a little. Getting him to stay in bed while he recovered was going to be difficult, but she was going to have to convince him somehow. Maybe she'd tie him to the bed. That might work.

Making plans, thinking about these things helped to calm her down, helped her breathing to be steady. Soon she dozed off as well.
The world outside didn't matter. They were inside and safe and together. That was all that mattered right now.