"O..O..Okay..." Amelia slowly went to get Omid, watching for Zac. "C..Come on Omid.." she helped him get to his feet, and walked over to where Zac was. "Z..Zac..? What did you hurt..?"

"Hey," Omid said giving him a hug. "It's going to be alright, he's going to be fine." The man let her go and limped across the long board. "I'll wait for you guys over here!"
"4H! We have a problem!" Zac called. Pam leaned over the edge to look down at him. "The fire escape has been lifted, think you could climb down and unlatch it?"
"Got it!" She slid down the ladder and kicked the ladder down. "There you go!" Again they climbed up this time taking it slower. Once over with Omid they followed the limping man to the bunker. "5K look beds, well cots but look at them!"

Amelia stayed quiet, her emotions like the elements, they just kept mixing, making new emotions each time. She walked towards the cots and sat down on one. After waiting for a little bit she walked over to Zac,"I..I should look at that.."

"It's nothing." Zac said smiling up at her. "You and 4H need to rest. In the morning we go get the bus and we can load this stuff up, get on the road and find a place to fort up."
"Foods heated up if any of you want anything." Omid said from where he was using a small portable gas burner to heat up what was meant to be spegetti. Pam was off in one of the side rooms doing whatever she normally did, having not heard this.

Amelia glanced at Omid, silently telling him she heard. "Does it hurt..? I-I'm sorry I suggested we go to the next town.. it could have gotten us all killed.. If you still want to go we can I guess.." Her eyes had just gotten dry as she went through her bag, trying to find a water bottle,"Thirsty?" Jo asked, pulling it out and handing it to him.

"Don't blame yourself. I should have listened and found a safer way to the other building. If it's anyone's fault it's my own." Zac said holding his injured wrist out to her. "Not sure what all you can do to it but you can have a try." Omid smiled at them before going to find Pam. He limped over to the bunk and knocked on the doorframe since the door was opened.
"Dinners ready." He said nearly casing her to jump out of her skin. Quickly she piled up the figures she was playing with and slid them into her backpack. "What you got there?"
"Just some cool things I found, nothing much." Pam said her face red with embaressment as she rolled her sleeves down again covering the bites. Omid simply smiled at her.
"Maybe you could show us some time, I'm a bit of a collector myself. I have some cool license plates that say some weird things. It could be like show and tell."
"That would be cool." Pam smiled sliding past him. "Heard we were leaving in the morning, finally find a bed and you guys want to walk away and leave it, shame really!" She gave Zac a noogie as she past him. "Smells wonderful Omid!"

She sighed, not wanting to talk. Her goggles hung loosely on her neck, her pickax on the ground near her cot, her bandanna on her face, almost covering the small gas mask. She looked at his wrist, touching it in different places, asking if it hurt when she did that,"I think it is broken.. I don't have the right things to fix it though.."

"It's fine like it is then, when we come across the means to fix it we can do something then. But for now let's just get a nice meal and some rest." Zac smiled at her standing. "You did well today Amelia, I think you'll make a great addition to our team."
"Group now! We have four people, enough for a group!" Pam laughed starting to dish out the food onto plates. "You know how long I've been waiting to say that?" She rolled up her sleeves again not thinking about it. After all it had just been her and Zac, she didn't have to hide the bits from him, he was there when she was bit the first time. Omid looked at her arms and instantly grew pale in the face.
"She's infected?! And you didn't tell me?!" He said his voice angry and scared at the same time.

"Really? You think that?" She smiled at him, then saw Pam pulling up her sleeve,"Omid! Calm down! Pam is okay, she said it doesn't effect her." Amelia ran over to Omid, trying to calm him down. "She isn't infected, she isn't going to turn..."

"She f*cking bit! What do you mean she's not going to turn?! You know how many g*dd*mn times I've seen someone say that! And everytime it ends the same, everyone dies!" Omid shouted. "Either you get her out of here or I leave! You can all handle your own funerals."
"Look here no one is leaving, you can't wak let alone live." Zac said stepping in front of the now afraid and embarrassed Pam whom was hugging herself. "Look trust me man, she's not going to turn. It's been too long. It usually takes two hours tops to turn once bit. This happened this morning." Omid glared at them not sure if he could believe them or not. Zac sighed and turned to Pam. "Tell you what to make you feel better I'll lock her in the room that way if she turns then you can say I told you so or whatever. And if she doesn't you will believe us then alright? Now can we please just have a normal night?"