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Belen hefted the gun onto her lap, using the couch as back support just encase she had to shoot a group of people. First to die is the bitch with the busted shoulder.

"Oh, great. You're back. Well," she kept her finger on the trigger. "You're all staying right there. If you move from that spot I'll shoot you. Best be glad I didn't do that when you came through the door."

"Srta. please." Cruz nudged her in the arm, but she shrugged him off. Because of them he got hurt. Meaning, they're no friends of hers. Fuck them.

"Every alright?" Gregorio asked, back from pulling the truck in the garage, gun aimed at the newcomers. As far as he's concerned, if it's not his people, Jane and her step-dad, everyone else is a threat. 

"Just peachy. Be a dear and get first aid for Cruz. He's probably dying." Gregorio sighed and went into the garage. It was just as secure as the rest of the house, which was good or they'd be ass out of supplies. He got the large red case from the trunk, closed it back, and carried it into the living room. He opened it and got to work on Cruz's shoulder. He put on gloves, poured peroxide into the wound, then stitched it up. Cruz breathed in sharply, but he didn't make any other noise than that. 

"I'd give you something for the pain, but..." he motioned to the new group. They had to stay alert. He wrapped up the wound, then handed Belen the bandage wrap to keep in her bag, before he carried it back to the garage. She put the bandage in her bag, then handed the gun back to Cruz. 

He's fortune he got hit in his left arm and not his right. He aimed the gun at the crowd and kept an ear out for the noises outside. It wasn't the same as back home where they bunked in the panic room during the night. He felt exposed. He looked at Belen, she seemed calm and collected. Break a nail, she freaks out. Someone talked shit about her on social media, she'd end their career. She gets dumped first, and she's out for blood. But monsters take over the world, nothing, nada, it's just another Tuesday.

Gregorio came back with waters, chips, and a bag of fruit. He got Cruz situation with his snacks and water, then handed two bottles, two chip bags, and apples to Jane and her step-dad, before he took a seat next to Belen, gun aimed for the next sign of trouble.

Belen rolled her eyes, because of course Gregorio would feed these two nobodies. But they haven't irked her yet, so they probably deserve some type of reward for that, especially since the man had Gregorio's back out there. Good enough for her. Three adults on the couch was crowded though, God she needed her space, but she's safer where she is. She pulled her feet up against her chest and pulled out a protein bar. She needs to eat while it's still early. Just cause it's the apocalypse doesn't mean she can skimp out on her diet.