[center][h1] [color=f49ac2]Lyla [/color][/h1][/center]

[color=f49ac2]"I'm more worried about getting parts for it. It's a new and deadly world so if you think we can get parts then yes I want to save it. My dad and I restored that car before he died. That is all I have left of him." [/color]She looked at him clearly for the first time. 

[color=f49ac2]"You caused this accident so Yes, I can make you take me with you. There is no way I am staying here in the open with those dead people walking around. My name is Lyla, Lyla O'Riley."[/color]
 
Lyla bit her lip when he hit a sore spot with the cloth. That was when she realized her lip was cut and she pulled down the visor to look at herself. [color=f49ac2]"Well, it could have been worse." [/color]

The crash had made a lot of noise and there were walkers coming out of the fields and the wooded area. Lyla went to pull her weapons out and remembered they were in her car. [color=f49ac2]"We have to go! They are coming. Help me get the things out of my car. We'll need them."[/color] She pushed past James and ran to her car faster than she would have thought possible when you are injured.  After a few trips she was satisfied that they had everything and got into the passenger side. The Walkers were almost on them. James revvd the car to life and got them out of there. Lyla felt relief as they left the walkers behind. 

Lyla felt sleepy and leaned up against the door. She locked it just in case. [color=f49ac2]"What did you say your name was? Maybe we can look in town and maybe go get my car later. We need to fix it. Although a gorgeous car the Chevelle is too loud. We will need mine."[/color] Unable to get comfortable Lyla looked down at the long bench seat between them and she lay down across it. Her head rested partly on his leg. [color=f49ac2]"I hope this is ok. Right now I trust you more than those things outside."[/color] She mumbled as she drifted off to sleep. In her dreams she dreamt of her handsome rescuer.

[@lpfan]