Even a Weasel Finds Love

A/N:"NOOOO WEASEL!" You all say! D:

Lone Loba: Thanks so much!

layers-of-a-face: Oh, this story isn't over yet. In fact, it's probably halfway over.

Sandycat5: It's ok, you can cry on my shoulder.

BellaTheZombieSlayer1933: It's good to see you enjoyed it!

ENJOY!

Chapter Nine

I stared at Helen, my mouth open in surprise, and I dropped the gun I had pressed against my right temple. She had grabbed my Ray Gun and shot all the zombies around us, and then she had fainted from exhaustion.

Oh no, is she alright?

I crawled over towards her, and grabbed the Ray Gun. I felt her wrist for a pulse.

There was a pulse there, but it seemed very slow. Dangerously slow. Maybe there's a little bit of hope left. My vision completely red, I cried out, shouting at the top of my lungs, trying to attract Sal and the others.

"HELP!"

Gunshots neared my location. I started coughing uncontrollably, and the sound of rushing footsteps filled my ears as the three rounded the corner.

"Holy shit!" I heard Billy yell as Sal bent over to Helen and picked her up.

"Weasel, what the Hell happened?" Sal asked me. I looked up at the source of the sound, and tried speaking, but I started coughing up blood.

"Jesus Christ!" Finn shouted, obviously horrified at what he saw.

I fought a losing battle to keep my eyes open, and, I too, ended up fainting.

"Are they gonna be okay?"

"How the fuck should I know, Billy? I ain't a damn doctor!"

"Goddamn it, Sal. I just wanted to know! If the damn Weasel dies, then we'll never be able to get the Hell off of this shitty rock!"

My head was spinning. My eyelids were heavy, and I struggled to catch a breath. It felt like there was a few bricks on my chest. My eyes slowly opened, and I slowly sat up, reflexively grabbing my wounded left shoulder that was swiped by a zombie.

I was surprised to see that there was a blood-stained bandage wrapped around it. I looked around, and saw I was in the Infirmary.

Helen? Where's Helen? Is she alright? She saved my damn life!

I was surprised at that fact and wondered if she was even alive. How would we even fight the zombies with such injuries?

I looked around the room frantically. I heard the others conversing in the front of the room.

I tried to ask what was going on, but all that came out was: "Is Helen alright?"

Sal turned around.

I must've looked desperate to know, because his face took on a surprised look.

"Yes... And no."

A/N: I BET YOU ALL THOUGHT ALBERT KILLED HIMSELF HUH? MWAHAHAHAOHSHITDONTHITMEPLZLOLOLTROLOLOL

Let me explain. I had Helen reach for something as he was raising the pistol at his head. It was his Ray Gun. When the line break appears, it's in her POV. I pulled the trigger? She pulled the Ray Gun's trigger and killed the zombies.

And then, she fainted.

Pretty cool, huh? I hope I managed to surprise you all! XD

Also, I know, the chapters have been quite short recently. I'll make them longer soon.