[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/fc919d328046efa51637b4919940e914/tumblr_inline_nuo4kow2ON1qlt39u_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b][color=00ff00]Location[/color][/b]: Building F (The Newnans' House)[/center][hr][hr]	Jack grimaced a bit, hearing his wife (he assumed) curse. He really wanted to go and get someone from medical for her, but if Tatiana didn't think she needed them, then he wouldn't. Froggy had been through a lot today and so had the rest of the team. They had lost their last patient, after all. He smiled weakly as Tatiana assured him that everything was alright - that it was just morning sickness. But given that it happened right after Miss Sally died, he wasn't too sure morning sickness was the only thing going on. 

	[color=00ff00]"On it,"[/color] Jack said, smiling at his wife before heading to the kitchen. He grabbed a glass and filled it up with water, recoiling for a moment as a strange scent struck his nose. He crumbled a little bit on the inside as he recognized the scent: has and grease. Coughing a little bit, Jack felt like crumbling but his wife needed him. Making his way back to the bathroom, he set the cup of water down by Tatiana and then got her toothbrush and toothpaste. She had just felt the world give out beneath her. He'd just have to soldier on a little bit and deal with seeing/smelling/hearing Dick for the mean time. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/e5d5fcaf9fbbd5644bd6848807e79e4c/tumblr_mus6alGv8a1rhs5nco4_r1_250.gif[/img][hr][color=#23D5B7][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Meeting (Three-way intersection near the Hershall Norred Water Plant)[/center][hr][hr]	Beatrice arched an eyebrow. [color=#23D5B7]"Did everyone go to high school together?"[/color] she commented dryly, just low enough that only Ryan would be able to hear. There were too many connections between the newcomers and Newnan for her liking. While it was possible, she couldn't help but feel like it was improbable. The world was small, but was it really that small? She hadn't seen anyone she knew from before in ages. Though to be fair, her circle was on the West Coast. She had been in Coney Island when the outbreak started. It was a little more logical for East Coast people to run into other East Coast people. 

	[color=#23D5B7]"I won't lower this, but do what you need,"[/color] Beatrice answered. She wasn't going to allow herself to be blindsided, but if this 'Jet' wanted to take care of the walker, then so be it. Someone would end up doing it eventually. And the sooner that was dealt with, the sooner they could figure out their next move -- which seemed to be offering 'Jet' and her friends more condolences over their losses.