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"Are you alright?" Lilith asked Darcy, as she poked the horrific thing with her sword.

"Yeah, I'm fine . . . thanks." Darcy answered hesitantly and slightly annoyed.

The others haden't even bother to help whilst she was being attacked by this freakin' creature! And Marcus? Marcus had just gone into Solider mode and started questioning the strangers, it seemed he didn't even care there was a half naked women in front of him! Yeah, that was annoying her the most. Besides the slight interest he had shown.

Lilith's dog was showing her more attention as he sniffed around her, she laughed genuinely for the first time since this whole mess started as the dogs slightly cold wet nose prodded her here and there. She ruffled his fur with a hand.

"I have some spare clothes in the truck," Lilith added thoughtfully, "But I doubt you'd want to wear any of them." Then she called towards Marcus. "Jake recons their clean, I'm going to grab some more food."

"As long as they're clean and not covered in Zombie gore, I'll wear anything." Darcy replied taken by the girls generosity, although Lilith clearly disliked her. "But first food sounds like a good idea."

Not caring she was half naked, Darcy grabbed a sandwich and a cool drink from the fridge and sat down on a chair behind the counter. Tired, she contemplated the day so far whilst eating and watching Marcus with interest as he delt with the strangers efficiently. Darcy studied him quietly as she ate. Marcus Foiler . . . The man held a lot of secrets, like that mysterious phone call; his name was only the tip of the iceberg . . . And she liked him . . . really like him . . . This could be a problem.

Her thoughts drifted away not wanting to deal with the enigma that was Marcus Foiler to Josh. He was still out there somewhere and as soon as Marcus found whoever he was looking for then he could help her because she knew he wouldn't let up until then. She just had to bide her time till then. Her brother could take care of himself . . . but for how much longer? Darcy shied away from the scary thought.

Looking across the counter Darcy noticed a small rack with packs of safety pins hanging from it. Perfect she thought as she snagged a pack. If the clothes Lilith had in the truck were as baggy as the one's the girl was wearing now then she'd need these. There was no way Darcy was going to walk around in a shirt that was probably actually made for a man and was XXXL and that looked liked it had eaten her up. Argh!

"At least you have wheels,". She heard the Asian kid say to Marcus as he offered him some food. " You going someplace in particular?"

Interesting . . . But it wouldn't do well for him if he kept antagonising Marcus, she'd had first class experience, remember?