"I have enough to worry about without you trying to feel me up."

"I'll wait until you fall asleep then."

"I'd appriciate that."

Eric's eye began twitching. "Okay, aren't you a little young to be tryin' to pull some moves on a twenty-six year-old woman?"

"You're just jealous."

"First of all, I'm twenty four. Second of all, why the hell do you care?"

"Well, I'd like to be able to tell my wife of our little 'adventure', but I don't want to tell her about any underage rape. So, uh, yeah, thats why I care." He shrugged and sat down.

"oooooh." Marissa moaned and sat up. "Where's miss Anne?"

"You know, if he's the one trying to feel me up.... Dont really think I'd be raping him." Lisa said coolly.

"And, if you dont want to tell her, dont tell her."

Anne sat up a little straighter.

"I'm right here, sweetie."

"You know something, you may have a point there." Eric agreed.

"I feel sick...." Marissa said to Anne before burping.

"I'm sure there's plenty you wont tell her. You can erase us compleatly, if you want." Lisa suggested.

Anne laughed.

"I know, sweetheart. Just hung in there, okay? We cant do anything to make you feel better right now, but when we get out of here, I'll make sure you feel better."

Eric sighed. "I don't think I want to do THAT. I can tell her what a dipshi-, dimwit that guy is." He said quietly, pointing to the other Eric.

Marissa burped again and giggled.

Eric turned around and faced the girl. "You feeling any better?"

She shook her head and burped again.

"Well, once we can stop somewhere safe, We'll make you feel better. How's that sound?"

Marissa smiled and leaned back into her seat, she looked to Anne and closed her eyes.

"Its probably best that we dont exsist anymore." Lisa admitted.

"Just keep your mouth shut about the whole thing, and everyone's life keeps going."

Anne sighed heavily, looking pained.

"You know, you have a GREAT outlook on life." He said to Lisa. He turned back around and looked at Anne. "You've taken her mother's place. She's really attached to you now."

Jennifer turned the curve sharply, avoiding a small mob of zombies, one jumped onto her hood. She sped up and it flipped over her. She was speeding along at nintey miles per hour. Out of the corner of her eye, she could just barely see an ambulance barreling towards her.

She slammed on her brakes and went careening out of control, slamming into a light pole. The car she was driving had side curtain airbags, which saved her from slamming her head into the window.

She tried to open the door but it was jammed. She could only hope the people in the ambulance would stop and help her.

Jennifer Looked to her side and grabbed her purse, slipping the handheld radio transiever she had found inside, right beside an empty Glock 9.

Oh, God, please let them help me! She screamed to herself.

Anne nodded.

"I know..... You know, this is not what I expected from life, but its not a problem, really..... I'll talk to someone, maybe from social services, try and adopt her."

Lisa stared at Jennifer, and slammed on the brakes.

"Jesus.... someone else...." She pushed the door open.

"My outlook is perfectly sunny, this fucking proves it."

She ran to the car.

As soon as Lisa had the door open, Eric was beside he and Jennifer.

"Are you okay? Do you feel any pain?" He pulled her arms out and examined them and looked intently into her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Can we go?" Eric was about to nod when a crazy-mutant-crimson-head jumped in between him and Lisa. It screeched and looked at Eric and Jenny.

"SONOFA-" Lisa jumped back, and looked back at the ambulance, where her crossbow lay.

"Shit..."

(Still here?)

(Hey UWE, sorry to bother you on your own forum, but I wasn't sure if you checked your email alot so I decided to go where I know you check. Feel free to delete this post if you want. I'm just here because since my forum has been dead for awhile, we talked and decided to just start the "After Dale Island" RP in hopes of bringing the forum back. It has some life in it and hasn't died yet since beginning, but we don't know how long it will last without the original rpers controlling thier own charries that we can't kill off EX) Anne, Angel, Inky, etc. Adam and others wanted me to ask if you would come back to the forum and continue posting. Now I'm not saying you have to drop everything and post every day, but a few posts once in a while when you have some spare time would be cool so we could keep it going. If you want no part in it, so be it. I said I'd control your charries for a bit until you showed up to keep things moving along a bit, but I don't want to do it forever since their really not my characters to control. So yeah, anyway, that's it, in an incredibly long post.... *shakes hand.* Well hope to talk again, See ya, good luck on publishing your book "I visited your beta reader profile and saw the info XD.")

((No, I dont, actually ^^;;;; I'll definetly be there, it'll be killer.))

(Sweet! Now I gotta work on gettin Rhowlie back.)

Eric stared, wide eyed. He was shaking slightly. The crimson head was staring him and Jennifer down. Too bad for them, they were on the far side of the Ambulance.

Eric grabbed Jennifer's hand and yelled out to Lisa. "Get back to the ambulance!" He yelled as he started running, the monster on his heels.

"Sonovabitch." Lisa grunted. She turned to the ambulance, and yelled to Pyro.

"THROW MY CROSSBOW, AND GET READY TO FLOOR IT." She grabbed the weapon as he tossed it, and clambored on to the top of the vehicle, aiming carefully.

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