The drive to the borrowed house was short and silent in both cars. Wichita held her sister close the whole drive, saying nothing but her silence spoke volumes to Little Rock, how was overcome with guilt at scaring her sister so. Tallahessee watched from the drivers seat as Disney jumped out the passenger seat of the Impala, gun in hand, and rushed to push open the mansion gates, dutifully closing them again once the cars had gotten into the grounds.
Free slipped out of her car, watching as her brother pulled a crate of beer from the boot.
"Niiiice place." Wichita commented, her gaze washing over the mansion appreciatively, Columbus nodding in agreement.
"Ain't nothin' compared wi' Bill Murry's place." Tallahessee snorted as he adjusted his hat.
"You've been to Bill Murrys place?" Free asked suddenly interested in the conversation.
Tallahessee smirked, "Fuck yeah! Was great till Colbumo here," He guestured with his thumb at a nervous looking Columbus, "Killed him dead."
Disney raised an eyebrow at the mans grammar before leaning over to stage whisper to Columbus, "Deny it! To my sister thats an offence punishable by death and I dont see any cops around to stop her."
Columbus stuttered and apology, while slightly leaning behind his girlfriend, Free simply glared at him, trying to set fire with his mop of hair with just her mind. Shaking his head at the antics of his sister, Disney shuffled over to the mansion doors, motioning with his head for Free to open the door for him because of his beer filled arms.
"Wow." Little Rock exclaimed as the group entered the vast enterance filled with grand paintings, luxourious carperting and extravagent furnishings.
"This isn't anything," Disney smiled walked over to a swing door and pushing it open as he walked backwards into what Tallahessee assumed was the kitchen from the flash of white and tiles he glimpsed when the door had swung.
"Idiot!" Free snapped pushing her thin frame past the others and rushing into the kitchen herself. Tallahessee titled his head slighty gazing appreciatively at her rear end in tight jeans. The group followed quickly when they heard Disneys whimper of pain. Tallahessee barked a laugh when he saw Disney holding the back of his head where his sister had whacked him for barging around the house with a gun to hand.
"So," Free turned to the group and on hips, "Pasta okay for everyone?" she asked, happy with the five grins she recieved in answer.
/
Later that night as the groups, full and contented after their meal, sat in a circle on the floor surrounds by pillows and blankets beside the fireplace. Little Rock sat on her own, with a pinket duvet that must have belonged to a spoilt girl, Columbus and Wichita shared a quilt and blankets as they cuddled, somewhat awkwardly for Columbus, Tallahessee sat on his own, too manly for a blanket, sniggering at the little spit-fuck and rested against the crate of beer between himself and Free.
"So, whats your story?" Little Rock asked, her young gaze settled on Disney.
The man raised an eyebrow at the girl, "My story?"
"Well, yeah, is it as bad in England as it is here?" Wichita asked, leaning closer to her boyfriend who affentionately stroked some hair behind her ear.
"Dunno," Disney shrugged as he silently registered his sister reaching for another beer and offering the cowboy one, who took it and swagged generously, "We moved here five years ago, only phone calls for conversation like, but obviously once the infection spread airports were the first things to go down."
the group glanced at each other wondering what to say untill Tallahessee with all his witt and charm blurted, "So why ya name y'sen Disney? Seems bit late ta be visting."
Columbus, Wichita and Little Rock hid their sly smiles at the memories of pacific playland.
"My wife and boy," Disney started slowly, starring at the beer in his hand, "They were there when the infection boomed, I was suposed to be going down in a few days to join them...I never got there."
The rest of the group stared at the man, eyes looking anywhere but at the man, apart from Free who simply sipped her beer.
"T-there might be a chance right?" Columbus started, "I mean they could have got out for be hiding or-"
"Doesn't matter if they got out," Disney deep voice rumbled, "I managed to speak with my Linda on the phone...the last time I spoke to her, both she and Jason had been bitten...I promised I would free them from the prison that their bodies would become."
Silence hung over the group, deep and heavy, almost choking the survivors.
"I hope you do." Tallahessee grumbled, swagging deep from his beer.
"Thanks," Disney gave him a pathetic smile before rising to a stand, "How much water in the tank?" He asked, stretching and looking down at his sister.
"I filled it yesterday, don't use it all though and we don't need your screeching attracting zombies." she told him with a smile as he marched off.
"You have a shower?" Little Rock asked, almost jumping up, her attentions focused on Free.
"Yeah, luckily this place has its own generator and water tank." she smiled at the woop of excitement for both the sisters and the smiles from both men.
Free glanced at Tallahessee, "You seem like the ruff and tumble, live in the wildeness kinda guy."
He smirked at her, Free got the impression he did that alot, "Dun mean I like smellin like a damn zombie."
With a smile Free sipped at her beer, "Too late."
Tallahessee's head snapped to her, glaring at the side of her head while Wichita and Little Rock giggled, Columbus resisted the urge as he was in hitting range.
The group dispersed sometime later, all going to find a room and a bed. Little Rock picked her own room, across from the one that her sister and Columbus were going to share.
Free was walking down the hallway behind Tallahessee when he picked the room next to hers. She watched with a raised eyebrow as the cowboy made of showing he was taking his guns into his room.
"Worried I'm going to jump your bones why your sleepin'?" Free smirked as she leant against her room door, arms crossed.
"Just ta let ya know that i'm not gonna trust ya cus ya can boil 'getti." Tallahessee told her before leaning into her personal space, "And it aint like ya could handle me anyway."
Free smirked again standing to her full height, though she was still smaller then the cowboy, and stepping forward into his personal space so they were almost squaring off against one another, "I think cowboy, that it'll be me that is too much for you."
With a sultry wink, she turned around and slipped into her bedroom, closing the door in Tallahessee's face before he think of a response to the fiery brunette. With a grunt he retired to his own room for the night.
/
"Mooooring~" Disney sang from his faithfull morning spot next to the coffee pot.
"I see you've slipped back into your happy." Free comment as she plonked herself down on a bar seat in the kitchen.
"Why not?" Disney said, pouring himself a coffee and smiling at his sister's digusted expression at the black liquid, "Its a bright day, i've had a shower and I have coffee."
"Maybe the fact the world has ended?" Came the saracastic reply from the doorway. The siblings turned to girl in the doorway.
"Morning Little Rock, sleep well?" He asked sipping the steaming drink.
"Better then in the car." she told them, pouring herself from coffee.
"Ya'll leave my caddie out of this!" Tallahessee's voice boomed into the kitchen, followed quickly by the man himself, hat in hand.
"You guys wake up in a pack or something?" Free remarked, playing with the edge of the posh breakfast bar.
"Whats for breakfast?" Little Rock asked, sipping her drink as Tallahessee put his hat on his head, shuffling untill it rested on its own.
"Nothing," Free told them standing up, "We were on our way to find some more food suppiles when we bumped into your and your infant hell spawn." she smiled as she stretched, "I'll be back soon." She told them
going to leave.
Disney shook his head, shallowing his drink before resting his cup on the side, "You are not going on your own."
Free sighed, tugging her hair back into a low ponytail, "Not this again."
"Its too dangerous." Disney scolded, slipping into his older brother role with ease.
"Why dont you take Tallahessee with you?" Little Rock suggested, sipping the coffee like an addict.
"No." Free told them simply, pulling her bootlaces tighter.
"'fraid i'll show you up?" He smirked at the woman.
"I just don't want you in my way." Free smirked at him as the muscular man scowled at her.
"What makes you think i'll be the one in your way?" he almost growled.
"Well you have a big car, must be accomidating for something." Free smiled as Tallahessee stepped forwards and glared down at her. Disney choked on the air he had been breathing the moment his sister had a rude remark, Little Rock was blissfully unaware of what the older woman meant.
"I ain't got nothing ta make up for little missy." He glared down at her.
She smiled, her eyes washing over him, his rugged face and muscular body. She smiled inwardly at the hat on his head, she had always had a slighly fetish for cowboys.
"Prove it." Free smirked, her eyes glistening dangerously as she bit her lip seducively.
Disney coughed loudly, trying to distract the mental war that the pair were having, "Why don't you two go get the suppiles, the Little Rock can try the shower," the girl smiled at this, "And i'll watch so theose two upstairs can sleep in."
Free nodded in agreement, before pushing past Tallahesse and after picking all the guns she wanted to take, a shot gun and two pistols (attached to her tighs), she strode outside, Tallahessee on her heels.
"Uh-uh," Tallahessee snapped as Free approached her own car, the young brunette turned to him and eyebrow raised in question, "We're goin' in my car."
"Why?" She asked, scowling, her car was perfectly fine.
"You wan' me ta come, we take my car." he told her his hand resting on his hips, giving Free a lovely view of his toned frame.
"I didn't want you to come." she pointed out cockily leaning back against her car.
"Damn it woman, get your fucking skinny ass in the car and stop being so fucking difficult!" he snapped pointing at his car.
"So, your taking note of my ass now?" Free smirked as she walked round and slipped in his passenger seat. Tallahesse growled and he flung open his door and dropped in the seat grumbling about how women would be the death of him, Free simply smirked at least annoying the redneck would provide some entertainment during the trip.
/
At first the drive to the store was silent and uneventfull, no conversation was held nor zombies seen. Agrivated at the silence, Tallahessee leaned forward and flicked on his radio, happy with the music that came on almost immediantly.
"Willie Nelson?" Free asked, sitting up when she recognised the song.
"Thank fuck!" Tallahessee hooted, "Little spit-fucks didn't have a fucking clue!"
"You are joking right?" Free asked, atonished, "I mean I love this song!" exclaimed pointing at the stereo that was blaring 'On the road again' loudly.
Tallahesse gave her a small grin, pushing his foot down of the acceleration.
Free had been singing to herself when she glanced up, "Tallahessee look out!"