[b]Scouts - New Orleans/The Pub - Alex[/b]

Chris gingerly followed Alex from his side of the car, leaving Cody and Jamie to stew anxiously inside. A large gust threatened to blow Chris off his feet, but he managed to plant himself to the ground with just a steady hand placed on the car. Chris was a heavyset man and had been often said to have more muscles than brains, but he believed that had worked out for him with the world the way it was now. He raised his free hand to shield his eyes from the rain and stepped up to the body as Alex rolled it over. The sight that greeted them was no doubt a living man, or at least a living man up until he was recently run over. His long brown hair was slick with rain and blood. Chris' eyes met Alex's before looking toward the biters coming their way.

"Get back inside! I got 'im!" Chris leaned down and shakily placed a hand to the man's neck. He was no expert in checking for a pulse and it wasn't so easy a procedure with a storm battering away at him, at least in Chris' opinion. In a moment, Chris determined that he could feel a pulse, so he quickly shouldered his rifle and scooped the man into his arms. The man was light and barely weighed anything at all, indicating to Chris that the man probably hadn't been very healthy before they ran into him. With a few grunts and curses, Chris got the car door open in and managed to sit down with the man on top of him. The dead managed to reach the trunk of the car by the time the man was set up between Chris and Alex, but with some panicked urging from Jamie, Cody stepped on the gas and moved them forward.

Jamie muttered in the front seat about grabbing the man being a really stupid idea, but both Cody and Chris managed to ignore his mumbling. Looking the man over, Chris wasn't sure if he had broken any bones or not. Surely this was the improper way of transporting someone with possible broken limbs, but there was nothing else they could do. Chris grimaced as the man's blood seeped into the car upholstery. "Alex, hold on to him and keep him steady. I'll get his head level." It was a little freaky, but Chris managed to grab the man's head and kept it staring straight ahead.

The car finally pulled into the hotel and Jamie let out a cheer. Cody turned around Chris and Alex, giving the man between them a grimace. "Both of you get him inside," he said, opening the car door. "I'll go warn Hazel she's got company." He stepped out of the vehicle and motioned for Jamie to do so as well, who was more than happy to oblige. The pair crouched low and charged for the front door, causing Chris to sigh.

"Come to my side," he muttered, before opening his door and carefully pulling the unconscious man with him. Chris tried to keep the man sitting and level, but it was rather difficult in the confines of the car. After what felt like ages, Chris had the man half outside the car and in his arms. "Hurry!" he yelled, unsure if the biters were still on them.