I Can't Put My finger On It, But You're The One.

3. Getting into messes

Recap:
"Hey you. Dumbasses. Yeah you guys in the tank. Cozy in there?" A voice came over a radio in the tank. "Hey you alive in there?" The voice asked.

Rosabeth's POV

I tried to get up and hit my head, I got over to the radio and replied to the voice. "Hello? Hello?" I call over the radio, rubbing my head.

"There you are, you guys had me wondering." The voice replied. Rick took the radio and talked into it.

"Where are you? Outside? Can you see us right now?" Rick asked looking at me.

"Yeah, I can see you, you're surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news." The voice said.

"There's good news?" I asked, looking at Rick.
"No." The voice said.

"Listen whoever you are we don't mind telling you that we're a little concerned in here." I said through the radio.

"Oh man, you should see it from over here. You'd be having a major freak-out." The voice told us.

"Got any advice for us?" I asked.

"Yeah I'd say make a run for it." The voice said.

"That's it? 'Make a run for it'?" I asked.
"My way's not as dumb as it sounds. You've got eyes on the outside here. There's one geek still up on the tank but the others have climbed down and joined the feeding frenzy where the horses went down. You guys with me so far?" The voice says.

"So far, yeah" I reply.

"Okay the street on the other side of the tank is less crowded. If you move now while they're distracted, you guys stand a chance. Got ammo?" The voice asks.

"I got some in here, not a lot. In that duffle bag we dropped out there it has guns, can I get to it?" I ask the person on the radio.

"Forget the bag, okay? It's not an option. What do you have on you?" The voice asks.
"Hang on," I say going over to my bag looking in it. "Tell him we got my bow, some arrows, a machete, and a beretta, got a box of bullets for it too. I'll check the walker. And don't forget the gun you found." I say going over to the walker, when I searched him, I only found a grenade. While I searched Rick told the guy what we had so far. I showed it to Rick, telling him not to mention it. He took it and put it in his pocket.

"Make 'em count. Jump off the right side of the tank, keep going in that direction. There's an ally up the street, maybe 50 yards. Be there." The guy told us.

"Hey what's your name?" Rick asked the guy.
"Have you been listening? You're running out of time." The voice tells us, probably annoyed. Rick grabbed a shovel and I grabbed my bag slinging it over my shoulder holding my beretta. "Ready?" I ask him getting ready.
"Yeah." He replies. We quickly got out, Rick hitting a walker that was on the tank. He quickly got down and fell, he quickly got up, grunting, helping me down. We quickly ran to the ally, shooting walkers as we went. When we turned into the ally I had my gun up pointing it at a Korean guy.

"Not dead, come on, come on!" He said, holding his hands up. We quickly went over to a fire escape on a building. They let me go up first, the guy coming up after me then Rick. When we got to the little landing thing we stoped for a few minutes. After we all got up we were panting.

"Nice moves their Clint Eastwood, you too Katniss." He said gesturing to my bow. "You guys the new sheriffs, come riding in to clean up the town?" He said panting.

"Wasn't our intention." I said, kind of sassily.
"Yeah, whatever. Yeehaw," He said sarcastically. "You guys are still dumbasses." He continued.

"I'm Rick, this is Rosabeth, thanks." Rick said putting his hand out for a handshake. The guy took it and shook his hand.