Could they turn them back? But, would they be the same? She thought as Daniel suggested that it wasn't a good idea to have a competition between them, saying that this shouldn't be fun. She half-groaned, folding her arms across her chest. He said that they were killing them to survive, mentioning that it could've been someone's grandmama that they had just run over. He asked if she had ever thought about who they were before all of this?

She looked over at him, glancing over at him but kept her eyes mainly on the road and the pack in front of them. She was silent for a moment. Half-upset that he didn't want to participate in her competition. [b]"I don't know. Sometimes."[/b] she said. She tried not to give away much about how she felt towards the infected and the world going to shit. Elle kept her emotions and thoughts inside; half because she'd been alone before. Actually, she'd taken out her emotions once on an infected, but she wasn't going to tell Daniel that. He might think her darker, more sadistic. But all of that was a side effect of the world falling apart. [b]"I try not to."[/b]

It didn't seem like that long since they'd found each other, Elle still felt much like a stranger to him. She didn't ask what had happened to him, or his family, because she didn't want him to ask the same. They approached the pack, Daniel tugging onto her seatbelt, telling her to sit back. She half laughed at his comment. They sped towards them.

The next thing, there was a loud thud as they hit the first one. It was bumpy as their tires rolled over them. There wasn't much for Elle to hold on but she just braced herself. They left the pack behind but there was a groan coming from the top of the car. Daniel gestured towards his shotgun. Half-grunting she pulled the shotgun out, aiming for the roof just past the open roof of the car. She then pulled the trigger without much of another thought. They'd both hear the loud shot of the gunshot, it rung in her ears. The sting would go away soon.

A few seconds later the infected rolled off the top of the SVU and to the ground. Elle put the shotgun back between the seats. Turning to sit frontwards in her seat again, without any words as she just faced towards the front window. She somewhat hated doing this.