Samantha stared at the girl as she grabbed a hold of the knife, she smiled and Sam wondered what occupied her troubled mind as she seemed somewhat distant.
Sam eyeâs opened wide open as the groaning sounds increased,
âWhat should we do?â Angel asked in a low voice. Samantha quickly grabbed her bag even more firmly before making a decision and before saying a word to the blonde girl that was seeking answers. She first stared at Marcus seeing if he had noticed, when she noticed him rushing to their side in a quick move. He then moved quickly to take cover and gave them signals to do the same.
âFor now, we follow your fatherâ, she finally said touching Angels back with her hands pushing her slowly and carefully towards her dadâs direction. When Sam finally ducked next to Marcus he spoke again with his firm tone,
âOkay, look, we've got to get back to the truckâ He said, much to Samâs surprise, it was obvious the sounds emanated from the truck so how could he even possibly think that they were going towards that direction. Almost as if he read her mind he spoke again,
âI know, I know, they're coming right down that way.â Sam was about to say something when she got distracted by two walkers that were coming closer towards their direction, hungering for their guts, bumping in the highway barrier.
Sam waited for Marcus to continue once again
âwe can't stay here, and we can't take off on foot up the highway, we don't know what's up there.â Sam agreed with not being able to go on foot, but the idea of going straight towards the walkers seemed almost suicidal.
Is there no other no other way? she wondered for a moment wishing there was an alternative,
none was her own response.
As Marcus set the gas cans on the ground and fetched the truckâs keys, Sam couldnât take her eyes off from the walkers that continued to increase in numbers, the same one as before, a woman with sportswear, a tall man, and so it went on until there were five. She stopped counting as Marcus gave directions,
âAlright, here's what we're going to do. We don't know how many's up there, but there's five down here already.âHe paused for a moment and another walked was making his way through,
â... make that six, and they'll be over that barrier soon enough.âFinally two walkers were able to make their way through the barrier, Marcus cursed them before addressing Sam and Angel,
â'Take the gas and the keys and get back to the truck. But don't bloody move until you know they're all following meâ. Sam nodded obediently but before leaving he grabbed his gun, Sam was worried he was going to waste bullets but he explained,
â'When you get there, wait five minutes if you can - and only if you can - then get the fuck out of there.â Sam grabbed the gun with a powerful grip not letting go, this time more confidently. However using the gun would be her last resort after all the whole point of the plan was to be invisible to the walkers.
Samantha waited on Marcus putting her own hand at Angelâs shoulder, where her fatherâs hand had been before wanting to comfort her. She felt endearment towards her and felt great responsibility over her, she somewhat reminded her not only of Kimmy but of her mother, she saw her as someone she needed to protect. She also felt extremely grateful to Marcus who had kept them safe all of this time, whom she owed her life and would always be in debt with. Sam saw him as the fatherly figure that she had never had, and she felt appreciated and trusted, after all he trusted her with his only daughter.
Sam watched Marcus on action as he killed the two first walkers with the crowbar, he then yelled at the other one,
âC'mon, you big bastardâ. Sam starred at Marcus for a while thinking of the best time to make a run for it as she still had her hand on Angelâs shoulder. She released her shoulder to grab the truck keyâs before placing it on her jeanâs left pocket, she then grabbed one of the gas cans with her left hand while her right hand held tightly to the fire gun.
Sam whispered to Angel
âDonât forget what I told you before Angel, I know youâre a strong girl. I need you to grab a gas can and have theâŠâ she paused for a moment
âpresent I gave you before ready. â Just the thought of her using the knife was more than unsettling to Sam.
âWhen I tell you to, grab the things and walk beside me.
After Marcus finally managed to distract the other walkers Sam whispered to the young girl,
âNow!â she signaled to Angel.
She grabbed her shoulder by the side and finally sprinted rather than walked towards the same direction where they had come from. During the time it seemed like the best way to go. They passed the exact same vehicles one by one, from the one where Marcus had gotten the gas from to the one where the two undead children stood.
âWait a minuteâ she hesitated for a minute showing her surprise to Angel,
âthereâs something wrong hereâŠâ she looked to the blonde girl wondering if she had realized the same,
âwhere are they?! â she asked a little too agitated to the young girl,
âtheyâre not hereâŠ!â.
Sam paused for a moment, realizing it was a mistake the minute she did so. A strange sound that almost looked like a cry combined with a bizarre grunt sounded near them. No⊠this wasnât a normal walker, this was different, this noise sounded much different. She turned to her side and then to her back seeking for the walker that could probably cause such strange noise when she was one of the undead children sprinting towards her and Angel.
Sam grabbed the gun thinking twice before pulling the trigger, they couldnât just throw away Marcus effort just like that, and instead she put herself in front of the girl waiting for the undead child to make his move first. The mini version of a walker came closer to the girls, pulling his cold dead hands towards the blonde girl, wanting to grab Angel first rather than the dark haired girl. Another identical groan suddenly appeared, it was none other than the other unborn child standing merely feet away from Angel. As soon as the first young walker got close enough Sam knocked it down with the gas can being careful not to spill the gas they had so hard acquired. As soon as it was on the floor and before it had any chance to get up, or before the other one got any closer, Sam grabbed Angel by the arm again,
âRun Angel! Run!â