Outside Of Life [WayHaught]

Banter

The street was quiet. That sort of made sense though, what with the population consisting of zombies and the odd rabbit. Waverly was surprised by the lack of plant life as she turned in a circle to take in the area. There were a few trees in what used to be driveways, and the odd overgrown hedge, but that was about it; maybe it was going to take more than a few years for nature to reclaim the planet.

"What, pray tell, are you concerning yourself with?" Doc half-smiled at her, though his moustache covered most of the gesture.

"I'm just surprised there isn't more greenery; I would have expected it to be like a forest out here or something."

Doc laughed. "You are most certainly an optimist, Waverly Earp."

"Is there something bad about being positive?"

"Why not at all. I do believe it may keep you alive longer in these current circumstances."

Wynonna spun around on the spot and glared at the gunslinger. "You'd better not be scaring my sister, Doc."

The gunslinger held up his hands in fake surrender but grinned at the elder Earp.

Although she was busy taking everything in, Waverly couldn't help but notice the near-constant banter between her sister and Nicole. She wasn't jealous or anything, it was just surprising that they were willing to make so much noise when they were at risk, right? Didn't the zombies work on hearing rather than sight? Waverly sighed and adjusted the strap carrying her gun; she wanted to make sure she was ready for whatever the Outside had to throw at her.

"Take cover!" Dolls shouted, heading for a gas station.

Waverly tried not to get flustered as she followed the team into what remained of the gas station. Half of the building had caved in, a tree lying on top of the rubble, but the other side seemed fairly stable. They each took refuge behind various stands, most of which still had products on. She wasn't quite sure how many packs of gummy bears the city needed, but she could certainly use the sugar rush at that moment to balance out the adrenaline.

"Are you ok baby girl?"

The younger Earp looked over her shoulder to her sister and gulped. "I think so. It's point and shoot, right?"

Wynonna nodded. "We've got you, Waves. Just try not to panic." She moved a few stands closer to the smashed window at the front of the station and took out her gun; Peacemaker she'd called it. Waverly had always thought it was a bit excessive to name a gun but Wynonna wasn't exactly normal, not that she'd want it any other way.

"I count three, Dolls," Nicole said, her voice hushed but loud enough for them all to hear.

"I have two over here," Doc replied.

"There seem to be a herd in the house across the street, but if we stay here and take them out one-by-one, we should be good," Dolls explained, joining Wynonna near the front of the station.

Waverly closed her eyes and took a deep breath, pulling her knees up to her chest. This is what she wanted, where she wanted to be. She was now literally on the front lines about to kill zombies to save the human race. No pressure or anything.

"Hey," a voice said. Waverly suddenly opened her eyes as someone placed a hand on her knee. "Like Wynonna said, we've got you Waves." Nicole smiled at the youngest Earp, her hair tied in a braid, the cap nowhere to be seen.

"If you're looking for my beret, it's in my bag. I don't want to lose my Sergeant pin while fighting a zombie, do I?" The redhead winked and headed to the front of the station, leaving Waverly well aware of her flushed red cheeks.