The Walking Dead (Bechloe)

The Pharmacy

Chloe jumps back as the undead falls onto the floor right in front of her feet.

"Jesus!" The old German man yells, now spinning around too.

"CHLOE!" Beca yells from the top of her lungs as she pushes the people who have gathered around her and the old man to the side, trying to get to the redhead.

She limps around the shelf. All of the sudden her injured leg gives in and she crashes to the ground. Beca quickly shakes it off and ignores the stinging pain in her leg as she gets up and makes her way towards Chloe again.

"Get away from her you son of a bitch!" She hisses through clenched teeth as she grabs the zombie by the shoulders and pulls it away.

The corpse then starts attacking Beca. The short brunette pushes her fingers into the rotten meat, trying to get it off of her, but nothing helps. She knows she can't win this fight.

A gun shot suddenly echos through the room and Beca pushes the body to the ground.

"Man..." she says resting her hands on her knees while she tries catching her breath. She looks over her shoulder only to see a wide eyed Chloe holding a gun in her shakey hands.

"You okay?" She asks softly.

"Just great, thanks." Beca says taking another look at her attacker, who's now laying on the black and white tiles of the drug store.

The sound of groaning and hitting against the doors and barricaded windows now starts filling the silence.

"Uh... guys?" The man who brought them in says backing away from the entrance.

"Everybody DOWN! Stay QUIET!" Kommisar demands, her voice just above a whisper.

The wood, which was used to barricade everything, starts cracking and the group of people gets down behind shelves of the store.

"They're gonna get in." The german man says, a hint of panic in his voice.

"Shut up!" Aubrey hisses as quiet as possible, glaring at him.

Machine gun like sounds then can be heard from above them. As if someone was trying to help them from the roof.

"Is that the military?" Beca asks looking up at the ceiling.

"I don't know." Kommisar says softly, looking up too.

"Thanks God for whatever it is." Glenn whispers moving closer to them.

"We almost died because of this bitch and her itchy trigger finger!" Kommisar's father mumbles. "That was stupid. That was-- argh!" He doesn't manage to finish his sentence as he starts holding his hand over the spot where is heart is.

"Shit!" Kommisar screams, running over to her dad to help him.

The man falls to the floor, holding his heart as he curles into the fetal position.

"What's wrong with him?" Beca asks looking down at the man.

"It's his heart..." the german woman says looking up at Beca as if she were the dumbest human being alive.

"My pills..." the man groans.

"Um- um. Nitroglycerin pills?" Stacie asks stepping up to the two foreigners.

"Yes!" Kommisar say getting up. "We're out. We've been trying to get into the pharmacy since we got here." She calls out pointing the a locked up section of the store, which was cut off from the rest with a gate. "Please try to get in there! Behind the counter where the pills are!" She begs, clearly scared for her father's life.