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Flynn turned to Kali for a moment as she came up to him and whispered, telling him about Isaac's condition and it wasn't a good one either as he took a moment to look at Isaac who looked like he had seen better days. "I'll deal with him if he ends up turning and i'll restrain him myself." Flynn told her, it seemed like she had already dealt with loss already earlier in the day as he gently patted her on the shoulder trying to reassure her. Liana took a moment to get out of the MRAP and approached Kali looking at her friend. "Are you doing okay?" Liana asked her.

The officers approached Flynn some of them weren't that happy as one of them spoke. "We'll do it." The officer said as he handed them their guns as well as their handcuffs. Flynn accepted them putting the handguns into the MRAP and looked to those that were close by, it seemed that the truck was good and can be used for now. "I'll need some help." Flynn said as he started to make his way over towards the large semi-truck and to take a look at it for himself.

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"Dad, is everything okay where are you?" Claire asked over the phone sounding very worried but relieved to know that he was okay, Jack could hear a lot of people talking in the background. "I'm at a camp setup by FEMA and the National Guard, did you get out of New York? The military blew up all entrances into Manhattan."

"Of course." Kaitlyn said to Diane giving her a friendly smile as she looked at the man in the car, AJ seemed that she didn't really want to go back to her mother's place. It really wasn't her place to really interfere with family dynamics she had just met them after all as she looked at them all. "You guys are more than welcome to join us if you want to." Kaitlyn offered hopping to change their minds. [color]"We have a better chance of working all together."[/color] She said.

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Everyone had their jobs. More or less. Kinda of. Everyone found a way to keep themselves busy. Except June who was hiding out in the back of an armored truck to keep herself safe. Billie had gone to check a truck with progress, Lex went and... looted cars. She briefly wondered what the odds of the national guard coming through this street at this time and shooting everyone for looting were. Given a few minutes, and some public information, time on some forums to collect data and create a control based on regional and national movements so far she could probably get it within... 15%. Not exactly exact but she figured the chances of getting shot by the guard or the owners of said cars was higher than she liked. Not that she had access to said data. And not that she had the time to sort out said data. But, June was still in the truck. SO! A win. Always go for whatever wins she could.

June was an anxious mess at the moment, and did her best to hide how close she was to having a breakdown. Then Kali pushed by, rushing over to Flynn, and they began to talk. June didn't like it. A plan to start axing off more people? Why not ditch the girl who went with comfort foods instead of survival supplies? It's a fucking gas station! And she wasn't a survival expert! June had lived off worse with less and for long stretches herself! What was the big deal?! June wasn't hyperventilating yet. But she was stressed, overstimulated, and felt her life was in the line of fire. Wait, it was. The world was ending. These was a completely appropriate physical reaction to the level of stress she was under. Even if this was the worst time to have a freak out moment.

June missed the tail end of the conversation. But she saw the part that mattered the most. The guns. All three of them. And a collection of magazines. Just, there. Nothing containing them. Nothing to stop anyone from grabbing one. Or a couple. "Huh, would you look at that." June spoke, a dumb smile on her face like all of her problems just washed away. She grabbed one gun, leveled it at the wall of the truck, finger resting outside of the guard. She forgot how heavy handguns were. She had only handled one once in her life. And nearly blinded herself with her overconfidence in a rather cringe attempt to impress a woman who was probably twice her age at the time. She, was not interested. She had handled airsoft pistols. Cheap light replicas. But they were deceptively like the real thing. She remembered the instructors warning people about bringing real guns to the range due to how often people mixed them up.

She pointed the gun up, gave it a visual once over, spent a moment looking it over. After a moment, she found the safety, the release for the magazine, and checked the slider to make sure the gun was in fact loaded and chambered. A trained eye could spot she was unfamiliar with this weapon, but familiar with guns in general. An expert eye could tell she barely knew how to hold a handgun, and was compensating with her other knowledge in a desperate attempt to seem in control. To an untrained eye, June may come across as one of the more capable people with a gun in the truck. She then slide the belt within her belt. Sure, a holster would be better, but she didn't own one. She didn't even have a pistol permit in the state of New York. Or any state for that matter! But, there was more. Two more guns, three more magazines. How much did she trust the others. Even armed herself, how long until she was booted off the truck. Without saying a word, she grabbed the other pistols and slide them into her laptop satchel bag. Then tossed the spare magazines into the bag.

As Flynn called out asking for help with the officers, June looked up a rather empty expression on her face. "Y-yeah... I can help." The guns made her feel more confident, more powerful. Unbeatable. "Let's do this!" She exclaimed, a smile returning to her face with her confidence. Stepping up to Flynn and the officers to offer her assistance.

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As Billie returned with the good news about the working semi, she shook her head at June’s next nonsensical question. “Not a damn thing. See you didn’t get anything.” She placed a hand on her hip and frowned seeing no one used the dolly to gather supplies from the gas station. Did they not do any work? Were June and Kali too busy lollygagging around for everyone else to do the hard work for them? At least Lex was looting abandoned cars. While initially June made a decent impression on her, with each passing hour, June’s immaturity increasingly jaded Billie.

When the officers reported they were willing to be restrained for the chance of safety, it genuinely shocked Billie. “Damn, alright.” These guys had the guns and were still willing to go through with the plan? What was this world coming to? Still, it was better to avoid pestering them while emotions were high, especially as they handed their pistols to Flynn. Maybe they weren’t half bad after all. “Be right there.” She glanced around the area to ensure everyone was still in eye shot. If the worst came to pass, deciding who gets to hold the guns would be important. Despite her grievances, she trusted Flynn and Lex. Gus went without saying. ”They’re not going to restrain themselves, it might be good to have protection, just in case.” If one of the officers were to turn while being restrained, it would help being armed. Billie spun on her heel spotting June stash not just one, not just two, but every pistol along with the ammo into her bag.

”What in the hell are you doing!” Storming towards June, Billie hit the side of the MRAP. “What the fuck are you trying to do? Packing up all our stuff and leaving the next chance you got? After all we’re trying to do for each other? For you?” She kept her voice from reaching too high of a volume. Enraged, she stationed herself to keep June between her and the MRAP. If this pestilent thief wanted to run away with their supplies, she’d have to fight her way out.

"I bet you can’t even fire one of those guns. Tell me something, June, tell me how you think you’ll be safer out there all on your own? Still operating like a child! I swear! While you’re out there grabbing trash energy drinks and candy, we’re out here getting the supplies we need. Gas. Water. Food. ” She raised her injured fist before banging it on the side of the MRAP again. Tears swelled up in Billie’s eyes as the pain burned through her hand. ”Dammit.” With a heavy sigh, Billie glanced around. She didn’t try to attract any attention, but someone would have heard her by now. Twice now. Twice now she let anger get the better of her today. Why wouldn’t they just listen to her?

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“Fine, fine.” She was wrong, of course, how dare she want to go to the high ground, safe, away from Paul. Now AJ was mad at her too! All Diane was trying to do was look out for her family. Diane kept her best to hide the frustration on her face as she spoke with Kaitlyn. ”Where do you plan on going? Do you know somewhere safe out of the city? If either her or Paul’s homes were unreachable, having plan C would help. She really didn’t want to spend the night in a car again. ”If he is having car trouble,” she pointed towards Jack’s car, ”please, hop in with us. It is the least we can do for you, after helping AJ and all. Can’t promise it will be a comfy fit, but better in there than out there.“

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Still frustrated, AJ waited in the backseat for her mother to get in the car. No matter what she could've said, it seemed like her mother had long since made up her mind on how they were going to survive this new pandemic. AJ wished her mother would just listen to what she had to say for once; to take her opinion and concerns into consideration and not just ignore them.

Hiding in the apartment was a stupid idea. They were surrounded by people. The things that killed Mr. Everett easily forced their way onto the school bus. It would be only a matter of time before they found them upstairs, and then they would all be dead. AJ didn't want to die a cruel death like Mr. Everett had, nor did she want her parents to die, either. The thought of it was gut-wrenching and terrified AJ. If those things found them, the only way out would be downwards—right into the jaws of the apocalypse. And her mother was okay with that?

"Dad?"

AJ looked up, her eyes reflecting in the rear view mirror. Her tone felt uncertain; shaky and nervous.

"We're going to be okay, right?"

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One by one, Lex began to search the vehicles for any supplies that might've been left behind by their owners. The first car she searched proved empty, and the second vehicle had been locked.

"Maybe if I..."

Lex considered breaking a window. She thought back to the museum, and how they reassured her that her bosses wouldn't fault her for allowing such actions. In the end, however, she decided against it. Though they needed these supplies, the sound of broken glass or the alarm was bound to draw more of those things to the gas station. No one was certain how many lurked outside the gas station, outside the one that the officers had ran in to take care of. It'd be essentially ringing a dinner bell.

The fourth car she searched had been locked as well, and the sixth had been full of useless junk. The third and fifth, however, were just sightly better. One had a few odd snacks, which Lex eagerly grabbed for their group. She knew it wouldn't get them far, but more food was better than nothing regardless of what it was. The other vehicle had a bunch of abandoned clothes, which after some debate, Lex made the choice to take as well. She had a spare set of clothing, but Lex had no idea if anyone else in their group did. If anything in this pile fit someone, then it was worth taking. Who knew how close the nearest laundromat was to Gus' cabin, after all.

Yet as Lex returned triumphant, basket of clothing in hand, she found the group back at square one screaming and yelling at each other. Some had even called to take up arms in defense of whatever slight had happened.

"Woah, woah!" Lex called out, hurriedly dropping the basket near the MRAP. She wasn't quite certain what had happened, but clearly the tension needed to be diffused before people got hurt. "Let's all calm down, alright? No one needs to get hurt."

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Kali was thankful that Flynn was willing to help. It still pained Kali that Isaac had been bit, but there was some relief she felt that Flynn was willing to take charge where she could not find the strength to do so. Though Isaac may have been her boss, he was still a close friend. Kali didn't know if she could handle losing someone else, but if it did come to it, she wouldn't be alone in her burden.

"Thank you," Kali spoke, finally cracking a weary smile.

Kali then turned to Liana, who had just stepped out of the MRAP.

"I don't know, Liana." Kali admitted. "They say the bite turns you... into those things. That means Jeff... Isaac... Marvin..."

Her voice began to trail off. The fact that so many people she knew or cared about were going to turn into a cannibalistic monster didn't feel real. But it was, and it was bound to happen anytime soon. Jeff and their neighbor were left behind in New York. Were they mindlessly wandering the city's streets, hungry for blood, like the man that attacked Lex? There was no way she could know, and the thought ate at Kali.

Before she could say much more, however, all hell broke loose.

Unbeknownst to Kali, June had taken the chance to snatch the officers' guns and hid them away in her bag. Thankfully, Billie had caught June in the action, and rightfully called out the woman as she blockaded the MRAP's exit. Still, blocking the exit wouldn't change much; not when the person in question had held not one, not two, but three loaded handguns on their person. If June was planning on leaving guns-blazing, there wasn't anything stopping her from turning Billie into swiss cheese.

Except one. One little thing; a gift from an elderly neighbor.

"Isaac!" Kali exclaimed. "The rifle!"

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His daughter was visibly shaken. There were people in the streets… and Paul couldn’t help but feel something was off. The streets were empty, New York was under a state of emergency, and there was very little to suggest everything was normal as always. She asked if they were going to be okay, and while Diane squawked about in the streets, Paul kept replaying what he had heard from the news and what he had seen. What happened with her bus? With her classmates?

“AJ. You’re safe now.”

There was a moment of silence, but then, Paul spoke again.

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The smiles and good moods ended nearly immediately. The moment Billie's voice came through June froze. "I... I...I..." Welp, there goes that confidence as Billie trapped her against the wall. In any other situation that felt less hostile or life threatening she would come up with a witty joke to ease the tensions. Something along the lines of "Kinky" or "Jokes on you I'm into this shit". But in this moment, all June could muster was how close to an emotional breakdown she actually was. "No I..." The words couldn't materialize. Sure, what June did was selfish and misguided. But there was still apart of her that wanted to clear the air. "Hey I'm sorry I took all the guns, but I want to reassure you that its not because I am trying to ditch you, I just don't trust any of you to not leave me the first chance you got, so I wanted insurance to make sure that didn't happen." Is what she probably would have said if she hadn't lost the ability to speak while panicking. There was also apart of her that registered that she was focusing on the wrong problem. She did that a lot. Got super focused on specific details and tended to overlook everything else.

When she heard Kali call out for the a rifle, June began to panic more. Those same guns that gave her the confidence to take on the world a moment ago? Her mind couldn't even register that she had one in her belt right now. "...wait no i just..." she tried to speak, coming out more as squeaking as her legs began to buckle from under her. Her desperate attempt to feel safe had inadvertently made her feel considerably less safe. Ironic really. The only reason she didn't completely fall to her knees was that Billie was so close to her she wasn't sure she had the room to collapse without falling into Billie, so taking all her remaining strength she stood while now every sound, motion, tick and click, step and shout began to overwhelm her. "Fuck fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK!" she wanted to scream out. But no words came. She wanted to panic. She wanted to speak. But the fact she was so panicked she couldn't speak only made the panic worse. If she could explain herself maybe they would stop yelling? Maybe they would understand?

Understanding wasn't the problem right now. Apart of her knew that. She just wanted this to stop. Mustering what little she had she forced out a single barely audible word. "_...sorry...." she uttered trying her best to enunciate it. Trying her best to not panic further. She fucked up, and she was being not only called out, but making her situation worse for it. Before rather forcefully pushing the laptop bag into Billie that held a lot of June's remaining worldly possessions and the guns and magazines. Shy of the one pistol still in her belt that at this moment she had forgotten about. As well as forgetting the bag was still wrapped around June's Torso.

It was fortunate for Shin-ae that Kaitlyn had passed her the car keys right as AJ's family arrived. She wasn't quite sure what to do in that kind of situation, and the reprieve gave her time to think, if nothing else. Moving slowly so as not to aggravate her scrape, she opened up the back door, tossing the broken-off pedal in before slamming it shut again. She placed her violin case carefully on the ground--she'd stick it back into her backpack at some point--and grunted as she heaved her bike up onto the rack. She was glad she wouldn't need to just toss it, it wasn't cheap and she liked it a lot. She let it fall with a dull thunk and stepped back to look over her work. It looked like it wouldn't fall off, though she'd never actually used a bike rack before.

And if it did fall, well, the worst that could happen was another part of it could break. And she needed to get it fixed up anyway. She picked the case again. For now, at least, it felt better to carry it in her hand. Less dangerous for it, which made her feel safer in turn, and glanced back. AJ had gotten into the car with her dad, while her mom remained speaking to Kaitlyn and...right, Jack. AJ was safe with her parents, at least. Good for her. She'd love to be with people she knew, herself. But her parents were across the country, she had no idea where her housemates Eva and Autumn were, and Meredith was...well, yeah. She took a sharp breath to stabilize herself as the single-minded focus on getting the hell out of the city gave way, reminding her that the woman she loved was a monster that was probably dead and had tried to kill her too. She gripped the handle of her case tighter to ground herself and took another few long, deep breaths.

Before long, she managed to settle herself enough that she wasn't going to have an imminent breakdown. Unsure whether or not it would be a faux pas for her to climb into the car without Kaitlyn, she walked back over and, without speaking, tapped the other woman on the shoulder, then held out her car keys for her to reclaim, glancing sidelong at--she'd said her name when Shin-ae was over at the car, but it had been mostly out of earshot. Diane? Diana? she wasn't sure--before speaking up for the first time since the third car had arrived.

"Not that I speak from any authority," she said, voice much tighter than it had been, "but I would have no problem with any of you if we drove together." Safety in numbers, after all. A thin, pale ghost of a smile touched her face for a moment before flickering out.

"As long as your daughter doesn't take a swing at me again."

Jack exhaled, relief flooding his body at the sound of Claire’s voice. She was alive, and at that moment, it didn’t matter that the world was on the brink of collapse. The whole damn thing could come tumbling down, just as long as his daughter was safe. In truth, there hadn’t been time to consider the alternative in all the chaos. Maybe that was for the best. It kept him motivated… sane. He wouldn’t have made it this far without that spark of hope.

"I’m… fine, honey," Jack relayed in a steadier tone, a hint of a smile evident on his features. "I was able to get across before the military took out the bridges. I found a small group of survivors, and we’ll be heading north."

He paused, inclining his head to regard the group gathered around the car that AJ’s parents had arrived in. They were still engaged in conversation, and he noted that Shin-ae had now joined them. For a moment, a sinking feeling settled in the pit of Jack’s stomach, as if he were being isolated from the rest of the group and could potentially miss out on a crucial decision. It was a childish notion, and it probably shouldn’t bother him, especially since he was the newcomer to the group. Nevertheless, he found himself instinctively stepping forward to close the gap between them.

"You’re still in Boston, right?" Jack continued after clearing his throat. He noted the cacophony of voices in the background for the first time, prompting a frown. "And you’re… safe at this shelter? Do they have procedures in place in case those creatures show up? And to quarantine the sick? I just—" He scoffed and shook his head. "Sorry… It’s just good to hear your voice."

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Flynn took a moment as he started to hear the commotion going on, he went to go and investigate what was going on, he saw both Billie and June getting into it. "Calm down all of you." Flynn said, as he went to get in between both Billie and June while looking at them, catching the tail end of what had happened Isaac stumbled but managed to grab the hunting rifle and held it. Then Gus got out of the MRAP also overhearing the commotion going on he turned to look at some of them, they were fighting over the guns now apparently.

"Alright here's what we are going to do, those who actually know how to hold and handle gun properly should get one, those who don't until you are trained and know how to handle one then you get one. Until then, we secure the remaining." Gus said looking at the group as he held out his hand waiting for someone to hand them all over. "Does this work for y'all?" Gus asked the group.

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Kaitlyn thought for a moment, before realizing there was a campsite that her family had a cabin there and it was large enough for them all as well to, her extended family did hunt quiet a lot and used it from time to time. [color=6A5ACD"My uncle he has a cabin maybe a two or three hour drive away from here, we can use that if you are comfortable with staying there."[/color] Kaitlyn suggested, hoping that Diane would be okay with that. She looked over and smiled as she accepted her keys back from Shin-ae. "Thank you." She said as she set her keys back into her pocket as she awaiting for Diane's response. "But yeah as Shin-ae said you three are more than welcome to join us if you'd like." She looked towards Jack as he spoke on his phone talking to his daughter not able to pick up on the other end though.

Claire on the other end of the phone she seemed to be more relaxed now. "I managed to get out of the city, its bad there as well to, the National Guard set up a camp thirty minutes north of the city. They have walls and everything, and guards twenty four seven as well to, they do have measures and keeping new people who are in quarantine, the injured are separated from the none injured, and allow us to get out once we have been cleared into the camp." She told her father.

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There was a sense of calm AJ felt in her dad's response. That she was safe now, away from the monsters that attacked Coach Everett and everyone else. Still, the retelling of past events would not be easy; the trauma still fresh in her mind.

"We... the bus was stuck in traffic on our way to the game," AJ began, "when a car crashed into some other cars on the road. Coach Everett and the bus driver told us to stay put so they could go help them. Mr. Everett pulled someone from one of the cars, but then they..."

AJ paused, clearly uncomfortable. She liked Mr. Everett as both a teacher and coach. Now he was gone, and only a mangled shell of a body remained, left behind to rot on the road.

"They attacked him, dad. Everyone started to attack each other. They were biting and ripping each other apart."

She raised the edge of her sleeve up to her cheek, and wiped away a tear that had begun to form.

"We tried hiding on the bus from them, but they found us. They kept beating and banging on the door trying to get inside. We had to force the emergency exit open to get away from them."

AJ glanced out the window, wondering if any of her friends were still alive out there. She could only hope, given the circumstances.

"We ran as fast as we could, but we got separated from each other. Do you think they're okay, dad?" AJ asked. "Maybe... Maybe I could try calling them. Do you think it'd work?"

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The tension rose to a breaking point, and then snapped like a twig. June broke down, apologizing for her actions. Isaac held tight on the hunting rifle, while Gus, finally with some sense, made a positive suggestion for the group.

"If it stops this from happening again." Lex began. "I just hope the commotion didn't draw any of them to us."

Looking around the parking lot, Lex scanned the nearby streets for any sign of motion. A couple infected had wandered out into the open as far as she could see, which left Lex nervous. Though they didn't seem to have caught their attention yet, who knew how many more lurked out in the neighborhood. Ever since everyone had fled the gas station, it had been eerily quiet. No dogs barking. No cars driving down the street. It was as if West Caldwell had suddenly become a ghost town.

"We've got some company." Lex explained, pointing out the nearby stragglers to the group. Hopefully they would be able to get back on the road before the infected even noticed they were there. "So, lets calm down and try to focus on the plan, okay?"

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Hobbling to his feet, Isaac grabbed the rifle before June could reach for it. Or so Kali had thought before the woman broke down before everyone, apologizing for her actions in a jumbled mess of words. Though June had apologized, however, Kali took the apology at face value. She didn't feel bad for June. The woman had been rightful called out for trying to swipe the few weapons they had. There were shambling cannibals out on the streets, yet she was about to leave them defenseless against them.

Nope. She wasn't going to let that happen. Even if Kali had no idea how to fire a weapon, she wasn't stupid. A gun could keep them alive—safe from the horrors that already claimed several people she cared about. Even the one that now held the hunting rifle that her elderly neighbor had gifted them as they fled New York.

By then, however, Gus spoke up. For once, the man had a sensible idea, suggesting that the guns be left in capable hands. Kali considered the idea, finding it appropriate. Like Lex had said, giving the rifle (and pistols) to someone else could stop such a thing happening again.

Still, Kali wanted to play it safe. She wasn't going to give up anything until June was stripped of the firearms she tried to steal. The rifle was one of the few things that stood in between them and the infected that now were wandering the neighborhood, as Lex pointed out. There had to be conditions in place, more than what Gus had suggested, for her to give up something that could keep them safe.

"Once June gives up the pistols," Kali replied, laying out her demand. "Then someone can have the rifle. But not until then."

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Yet again Billie’s anger bested her. Lex and Kali came across Billie pinning June against the MRAP yelling about the guns. Billie believed she had the situation under control, but as Kali yelled to Isaac for a rifle, her stomach twisted. If June was desperate enough to steal the handguns, she could be desperate enough to shoot her way out. She glanced downwards towards June’s hands expecting to see a pistol aimed towards her gut. Fortunately, for Billie’s sake, June easily capitulated and handed her the bag. “It’s under control now. Right, June?” She spoke, staring down the frightened woman. Unaware June was still attached to the bag, Billie yanked the bag only to pull her closer. She straightened her back to gain an extra inch over the thief. Billie wasn’t any taller than her, but she had a larger frame. Her eyes traced over June. Spotting the strap attached around her, she unclasped the bag away from June. ”Now, make yourself useful and get back in the van.”

She went to open the bag before Flynn forced his way between the two. ”She gave me the guns.” She glanced towards Lex who reminded them of the potential infected threat out on the streets. How could Billie be so stupid again? Screaming out on the streets wouldn’t help anyone. If those things heard her yell, could they even take them out? Embarrassed, she brought the bag to the trunk of the MRAP near Gus. Wanting to remain on his good side, she complied with his demands. She opened her mouth to argue her case for keeping a firearm, but decided to wait. He had the keys to the MRAP and a safe cabin. ”Were there only two?” She gently handed Gus two pistols with the ammo.

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Diane’s eyes perked up when Shin-ae mentioned her daughter attacking the young woman. She was so focused on finding AJ that she ignored her daughter’s concern about hurting someone. She frowned, both ashamed of her daughter’s reckless behavior while at the same time understanding why she did it. “I apologize for my child’s behavior. When things calm down, I’ll speak to her about it. I’ll make sure it won’t happen again.” There was so much AJ spoke about, yet Diane’s only focus was finding her child safe and secure.

Diane rested her head on her hand thinking about Kaitlyn’s offer. The military quarantined New York by destroying the bridges, but their home wasn’t safe. Her mind drifted to the gruesome nightmare in her school’s halls. The administration placed the school on lockdown, but they couldn’t prevent the mob from breaking through their security. She abandoned them, all of them: her students, her friends, her coworkers. They just passed civilians packed inside a stolen MRAP. Who could she trust? Would they be safe in Paul’s home? "Let me speak with Paul and AJ. I’ll see what they think." With a small wave, she returned to Paul's car.

Seeing AJ tear up, Diane sat down beside AJ in the backseat. She only caught the tailend of the conversation, but she wrapped an arm around her daughter. Diane brought a tissue from her purse and handed it to her daughter. Kaitlyn’s offer would have to wait, right now she needed a moment for her daughter.

As Claire described the protocols and procedures inside the camp, Jack found himself wandering closer to his newfound companions. While she wasn’t able to observe his actions over the phone, he still nodded on occasion and only provided a verbal acknowledgment after she had concluded. In truth, he was deep in thought on how to proceed from here. The information she had provided was encouraging; if they could reach her location, the camp could serve as a safe haven for all of them. They would no longer need to dodge those creatures out on the streets.

Of course, he had to gauge their interest first. Subtlety was key.

"Sounds like they run a tight ship," Jack noted lightly. He was now within earshot of the others, his eyes surveying the scene, lingering briefly on Kaitlyn, Shin-ae, AJ, and her parents in turn. "We’re already outside of the city, and I assume we’re about to work our way north."

He raised the volume of his voice, no longer speaking only to his daughter. It was his method of proposing his plan to the others; he wanted them to overhear.

"We can join you there," he continued, his brow lifting in anticipation. "A refugee camp is the logical choice."

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To say things were getting intense was an understatement. As a whole June felt herself getting more flustered. Not because she was getting pinned to a wall by a scary woman and this would have been a fun fantasy were it not the end of the world, but because it was the end of the world and she got herself called out for doing something extremely selfish. And now there was yelling. When asked if things were under control, June tried to speak, but could only manage a nod herself. She had given up any fight she had left. Running a whole day on fight and flight took a lot out of her cognitively that she normally wasn't up for giving.

She almost spoke up when Billie unclasped the bag that held the guns. Not because she was objecting to that, but because a lot of her personal articles were in there. A laptop, tablet, and a bunch of other essentials. Though... none of her prescriptions. Those, like the car she and her father had rebuilt were still back in the city itself. Yes, she could live without them. None were life threatening. However... they made life considerably easier. when told to go back into the van, June simply nodded again, and when she began to climb she heard Billie mention that there were only two guns. A part of her still wanted to hide it. Keep it for herself. Now she felt she needed it more with how she turned everyone away. But she didn't have the strength anymore to fight. She couldn't handle another confrontation.

Gus had proposed only giving guns to people who knew how to use them. Kali had offered to even let someone use the rifle should they know how. But not without June herself giving up the guns. Lex seemed to be more prepared for things, on alert, staying up to date on their goings on ons. Turning so she could face Billie June finally found the words to speak while sitting just barely inside of the MRAP. "I still have one... I'm familiar with guns though." She briefly wondered if that would be seen as intentionally holding a gun out from the stash she stole. If that would cause more problems. "I can... I can give it back." June said as she reached into her belt and pulled the gun she clearly knew how to hold, but was so jostled up she could barely keep a grip on it. Not only was this a gun she was not familiar with, she was still only a bad episode from having a total breakdown.

Handing the gun back to Billie barrel pointed off to the side in her attempt to keep it as safe as she could, she gave it off. "I'm not that good with a hand gun though. I learned on rifles and shotguns mostly." June said, some of her own voice returning.

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"Alright now thats all been settled." Gus said looking over at Isaac and Kali for a moment who had a hunting rifle, Isaac weakly handed it over setting it down onto the ground. "We'll sort it all out and we can get the guns out to the proper people who know how to use them once we are safe." Gus said gently taking the gun from June. Isaac was still pretty weak and tired as he slowly started to get up and leave the MRAP. Flynn looked towards Kali for a moment before going to help Isaac out and looked towards the others. "If anyone is willing to help out and knows how to drive a truck come over." Flynn said as he made his way towards the truck trailer where the other officers were and started to get inside.

If someone were to look they would see the zombies had started to wander over sensing some food nearby, but they were slow in their movements over towards the gas station. They weren't a threat just yet but they would need to keep an eye out on the zombies as Gus moved towards the back looking outside seeing the zombies slowly approaching. "Don't use the guns yet that'll attract attention, if they get any closer take em out." Gus said as he went to the driver seat to get the MRAP started again

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"They really do, I could try and put in a good word for you if you want dad i'll text you the address." Claire said over the phone Shin-ae went to sit down nearby while listening in on the conversation going on picking up on what Jack was saying. And it did sound more of a logical choice and voiced her approval wanting to go there instead.

Kaitlyn started to think for a little bit as well to the military did go and just destroy anyway to get into Manhattan which worried her a bit to. "Alright if everyone agrees to it we can go to this camp." Kaitlyn said looking over at AJ, Daine and Paul, the three would be able to hear Jack and his suggestion. "I'll be going there to myself." Kaitlyn said since Shin-Ae agreed as well to.