"Hannah watch out!" Jack screeched. My eyes opened and my head shot up as a zombie tried to get in through my window. Sam grabbed me and pulled me back. I quickly pulled out my gun and hit it in the head, making it fall out the window. I breathed in and out hastily, regaining my sanity and reducing my through the roof panic levels.

"Thanks guys" I sighed with relief.

"Are you ok?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, a little shaken but just fine" I responded. Mark looked at me in the mirror concerned.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yeah, it didn't bite me luckily" I replied. He turned back to the windscreen. I pulled out my bag and got some water. "Would anybody like some water?" I asked.

"No thank you" They all replied. I drank a bit and put it back in my bag. I look out the window.

"Hey guys, check it out!" I say, pointing to a gas station.

"Let's go there and look for supplies, if it hadn't already been raided" Jack suggested. Mark drove across and parked in one of the bays.

"We're in a zombie apocalypse and you park in a bay?" I laughed at Mark. He rolled his eyes playfully and laughed. He began filling the car up with gasoline. Jack and I went inside, and Sam stayed in the car. We both cautiously walked in through the smashed doors.

"Stay behind me, I don't want you getting hurt" Jack whispered. I nodded understandingly and held my gun. We walked through the shop cautiously. We heard a loud growl, and Jack gently grabbed my arm and hid with me behind a wall. He looked around. Nothing. We began walking again. I come to a office door, and cautiously open it. I look in to see 3 pistols, a flashlight, a recording camera and charger, and a weird looking cage with a towel over the top. I approach the cage and take the towel off, finding a falcon.

"Hello there" I whispered. I stuck in my finger and he happily accepted a stroke. I opened the cage door. He slowly came out and crawled up my arm. "You're a cute little guy aren't you?" I say. He sat on my shoulder comfortably. "Would you like to have a new owner?" I asked. He made a cool sounding noise. "Alright than, I think I will call you.....Jet" I said. He flapped his wings. I walked out of the room. "Hey Jack, meet my new pal" I said. Jack looked at him.

"Aww he's cute!" He said. I giggled. Jet walked down my arm and hopped onto Jack's to say hi. Jack chuckled and stroked him.

"Alright Jack, Jet, lets go" I announced, holding out my arm. He jumped back on and ran up to my shoulder. I walked outside to see Mark leaning on the car.

"Ready to g- Hannah what's on your shoulder?" He asked.

"Oh, this is my new pal Jet" I tell him. Jet jumps onto Marks arm.

"Hello" Mark said, stroking the back of his neck. Jet squawked affectionately and jumped back onto my arm. We hopped into the car. I looked at the things I managed to get. I put the torch and camera in my bag and handed Jack and Mark a gun, and I had the 3rd one. Sam was fast asleep next to me. Sam was 14 and I was 14. I felt like I needed to protect him. Of course I did. He was my boyfriend, my best friend, and I would do anything to protect him. Jet cuddled up in my lap. Mark looked in the mirror concerned and sped up. I looked out the back window. Zombies. I leaned out the window and shot their feet, making them fall over. I sit back in my seat.

"You have a good aim Hannah" Jack said. I laughed. I began slowly falling asleep, cuddling up to Sam as he peacefully succumbed to slumber.