[b]Tyler - Baton Rouge - Liam/Katie/Jacob/George[/b]

Tyler stared at Liam, trying to work out what they were going to [i]do[/i] with him. Tyler had no interest in taking care of other kids. "The cat's sick," Tyler said bluntly. "So don't touch him." He looked down at Katie. "... Unless Katie says so." Then he left his little girl's side to offer Liam a hand up, but the boy got up on his own. Tyler stared him down nonetheless. "What the adults say, you do. If you understand that then you can come with us."

With that out of the way, Tyler introduced Liam to everyone and got George to start getting the supplies ready. They had set aside only a fraction of it all for the three of them, but with the addition of two more people they could carry over half of what was there. "This won't last us long, so we're going to need to find a supermarket of some kind anyway." He handed Jacob a backpack. Tyler still wanted to ask about the cell phone but they had wasted a lot of time running into each other. "First stop's the motel, so you lead the way, Jacob."

At the front door, Tyler pulled Jacob and George aside. "I don't know how well you two carry yourselves in a fight, but the children are our priority, got that?" Tyler avoided the urge to say [i]Katie[/i] specifically. He then walked over to the kids and took Katie's hand. "Everyone keep calm and stick together. We're smarter than anything else out there."

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

Chris grunted and swore as they carried the man through the parking lot. He occasionally shook his head wildly in order to get the rain out of his eyes and mouth. When they were inside with the door closed behind them, Chris let out a heavy sigh. "Hell. Once Enrique hears about this, I doubt they'll let Jamie on these supply runs ever again."

The pair got to the end of the hall where the kitchen was. Hazel and Cody were waiting for them. "Here, here," the girl said, passing a room key to Alex. Her voice was exasperated and almost sounded out of breath. "It's the room behind the stairwell. Another man is in the next room over. He's sick, so try and not disturb him." Chris peered behind the pair into the kitchen, where Jamie was sitting at table and nursing his head. "Oh! And--" Hazel hopped back into the kitchen momentarily and returned with a pair of towels. "For the bleeding," she said. Chris nodded and tucked them under his arm.

They got the man into the room and hovered over the bed with him. Chris had the man's torso so he gently laid the man down first. He paused to throw one of the towels over the pillow and softly let the man's head rest on top of it. When both scouts had finished, Chris shook his head and ran a hand through his short brown hair. "Thanks, man. You and Cody... you kept your cool." He smiled at Alex, despite the situation. Chris was just happy most of them made it to safety.

Thunder rocked the hotel and Cody let out a nervous sigh at the door, revealing his presence. "Hey," he said, moving to look over the unconscious man. "I'll look him over and see what I can do. Hopefully he'll live long enough so that I can actually do something..." As Chris moved to leave, Cody waved him to stop. "Once the storm dies down, you guys will need to look for Rudy. I don't know how long I'll need to monitor this guy, so..."