Outside Of Life [WayHaught]

Ammo

The zombies were slowly, but steadily, coming out of a house opposite the gas station. They weren't what Waverly had expected either; rumours in the city had created an image in her mind of hunched, deformed creatures that would drool blood all over you. These poor people looked just like that - people. Their eyes were glazed over, the odd arm or leg looking misshapen, but aside from that, they seemed normal. If anything, that made things worse; if she had to kill one of them, that would be like killing any other person.

"Waves?"

The youngest Earp blinked and looked around the corner of the food stand. Nicole was smiling at her, the Sergeant's eyes soft, like she was trying to persuade her everything was going to be ok when, quite clearly, it wasn't. As if reading the worry on her face, the redhead joined Waverly at the back of the gas station, sitting beside her as if there weren't any zombies approaching whatsoever.

"If people the city knew what the infected actually looked like, we'd have protests on our hands with even more pressure on us finding the cure. I promise you this though, if you look into their eyes you'll only see what they are, not what they used to be. It's easy to see the Levi jeans or a Walmart sweater and hope they're still somewhere in there, but they aren't."

Waverly nodded and bit her lip. "I get it, it's just hard." She paused for a moment before looking straight into the General's eyes. "Sorry, Nicole. I don't think I can kill them."

The redhead put her hand on Waverly's shoulder. "And that's fine. I would never force you to do something you weren't comfortable with. Just make sure you stay safe ok? We might need you to pass us more ammo if the entire herd comes for us."

"Sure, whatever you need," Waverly mumbled as Nicole returned to Dolls' side.

A low groaning started to echo around the gas station as the growing crowd of zombies came closer, minute by minute. The first shot was fired sooner than Waverly had expected, the sound ricocheting everywhere. She assumed the bullet was from Doc as another four fired one after the other.

"Why don't you demons return to the hell you came from," he grumbled, firing off another round of bullets.

"Yeah!" Wynonna was stood up now, Peacemaker taking down zombie after zombie, with a precision headshot each time. "What he said! And that coat would be too much for Lady Gaga, let alone you, trash-face!"

With a flick of her wrist, Wynonna shot the zombie dead, loaded Peacemaker with another round of bullets, and began firing them out of the window. Waverly wasn't sure whether to be appalled or impressed a the speed that her sister mowed the infected down, but it was quite funny to hear the various insults she came up with.

"Ammo!" Dolls just yelled his order, still shooting at the oncoming herd. Realising this meant she had to do something, Waverly started to scramble around for a fresh magazine in her backpack. Once she'd found them right at the bottom of the bag, she looked around the corner down to the front of the store. It was a good few meters away from where she was with bits of food, debris and paper in-between.

There was no guarantee that the ammo would reach Dolls if she slid them along the floor with everything in the way. What if she threw them and missed? That would be just as useless. Waverly bit her lip and ran through various options, only one making sense. Unfortunately, that meant she was going to have to be brave.

"Waves, we really need that ammo now!"

The younger Earp looked around the stand again and saw Nicole trying to smile at her, hiding behind a pillar. Beside the redhead, Dolls and Doc were taking cover underneath the broken window as a large group of zombies were gaining ground.

Closing her eyes, Waverly held the ammo to her chest and ran towards the front of the gas station, hoping she'd hit a wall or something rather than out of the doors and into the reaching arms of the infected.

Sure enough, her crouched run quickly met an obstacle. Waverly opened an eye to see if she was safe and was surprised to see arms wrapped around her middle, the ammo gone from her grasp. "The ammo!"

Dolls sighed and clicked his fingers in front of her face. "We have it, Waverly. You did good, ok? You might want to stay still for a moment though; the group of infected is larger than I'd thought."

The Earp nodded, only then realised that it was Nicole holding onto her.

"You were heading for the door," the redhead explained, avoiding Waverly's gaze. "It seemed like you'd be safer," she paused, biting her lip slightly. "Like you'd be safer in my arms."