Chapter Thirteen
The Passing: Bitch, Please
Dakota's POV
I punched Beta in the arm as we waited in a room in the building opposite the safe room. He had played with Cas' boobs... "What is it with you and boobs? We don't play with those, either!"
He responded by placing both of his hands on my boobs with a huge smile. "Soft! Very nice! And-and warm and squishy!" Almost every word was accentuated with a squeeze of his hands.
I blushed and smacked his hands away, zipping up my hoodie and crossing my arms. I could hear Gamma's weird sort of chuckle from his crouched position a few feet from me. It changed to a startled yelp as Beta tackled him and fondled his butt. I started laughing so loud I'm sure they could hear me in the safe room.
Gamma's face was priceless, he didn't know what to do about Beta. Beta was higher up in the pack, but smaller in size and since I was enjoying the interaction between the two, I wasn't about to stop Beta anytime soon. This was my only source of entertainment and it was better than cable.
I saw the lights go out in the safe room, meaning everyone was going to sleep. I guess we were camping out tonight. I kept my spot at the window sill, not bothering to move when Beta and Gamma curled up nearly on top of me. The storm from earlier was still happening, and it was freezing now without the windows or sun. I muttered a goodnight, getting a few sleeping purrs in response, before closing my own eyes and falling asleep.
It was noon, and no one had left the safe room yet. We must have not gotten as many commons as we thought, because when I checked, everyone was still asleep. It was overcast, perfect for the pack's eyes, so I decided to take Beta and Gamma around the next area to see if any spots should be watched closely.
As we walked up the stairs, I could hear the girl in pink from the bridge talking. I growled softly as we approached them, having Beta and Gamma zip up their hoods and keep quiet. I pulled my hood down and waved as the three of us walked up the last steps to see two other men with the girl, an skinny black man sitting on the ground with a bloody leg.
"Hey, you made it!" the biker from earlier said in a kinda joyful way, I guess. "Where's that woman in the Depache Mode shirt?"
"They're hanging back a bit. Mind tellin' me your names?" I asked, trying so hard not to growl at the girl when she spoke first.
"My name's Zoey and this is Francis and Louis," she said with a small wave of her hand, before crossing them again.
"How about you? What are your names?" Louis sounded like an okay guy. I was probably just being ridiculously sexist because I had a grudge with Zoey.
"I'm Dakota. This is Beta and Gamma." I just pointed to each one, hoping they weren't making faces at the normal people. "We're clearing the way for the others."
"With no weapons?" Francis asked. Zoey started looking suspicious.
"I don't need any." I smirked and jumped onto the railing of their little sitting place, using one hand to balance my crouched form. "My body has mutated the infection," I said when they looked like they were gonna speak. "I've been in the in-between stage of changing for weeks and nothings gotten worse, but two of our group drove me out. So, I've been killing any Special Infected with my pack." Zoey went to grab her pistol and I just pushed her back against the bridge. "You won't shoot us when they're filling up the genny, got it?"
"You are awesome!" I was surprised by Francis' outburst. "You're infected, but still smart!"I didn't know how to take that comment so I just nodded, slowly backing down and crouching back on the bar. He looked so excited about it. "Don't worry! We'll look out and make sure not to shoot ya!"
I nodded and jumped backwards and onto the rooftop behind us, Beta and Gamma following suit. We could hear Zoey complaining to Francis about not helping her and I was surprised when Gamma muttered, "Pink bitch."
I stared at him for a moment before telling them both to find the gas cans (or red things that have car smell). We'll put some cans in for them, since Francis had just yelled that it took sixteen cans to fill the generator. We put five in and waited for the others to leave the safe room, which wasn't until around three. I heard Francis first.
"Nice car," he said appreciatively.
"Yeah, it used ta belong ta a lil person named Jimmy Gibbs Jr. Maybe ya heard of him?"
"Really? You mean that car used to belong to the Taco Dog?" I face palmed at Francis' stupidity... Or maybe he was doing it on purpose.
"I know... Wait, what? Jimmy Gibbs Jr. was a legend," Ellis seethed.
"Yup, you got that right. That dog made some damn good tacos." Wow, Francis.
"Hey! Can we not talk about dogs?!" Ellis had yelled and it was the first time I had heard him do so.
I jumped to the top of the generator's lights, somehow managing to keep my balance, as Zoey got everyone back on task. Beta and Gamma sat on the actual generator, watching as my friends came down the elevator shaft (Beta looking a little too eager for my liking, the closet pervert). Nick took note of us and walked up to us, not even flinching when Beta and Gamma leaned over to sniff him.
"You traded hoodies, Red?" he asked, looking up at me. "You sure got some friends." I shook my head.
"Nah, Beta needed one and I had my Assassin one in my bag. He and Gamma just started following me," I said with a shrug. I noted everyone else gathering around us and tapped Gamma's head when he started growling. "Stop that. Use your words."
Coach looked skeptical. "These two can talk? You taught them to talk?"
I shook my head again as I dropped down to the ground. "Nope. Beta can remember words, I just help him pronounce them..." I trailed off as I saw him looking between Rochelle and Cas' bosoms. "And you stop that!" I smacked the back of Beta's head with my foot and a scowl. "This is not the time for boobies! This is time for fighting!"
"But... They nice..." He trailed off before giving me puppy eyes. "One? One time?"
"No."
"Prease?"
"No, damnit!"
Beta pouted, unzipping his hoodie and crossing his arms in a huff, before scooting closer to Gamma, who gave him a suspicious growl.
"Uh... what was tha' about?" Ellis asked with a confused look.
"Beta has a thing for women's boobs and men's asses. I don't know why, but I have something important to tell ya'll..." I took a quick head count before looking at Cas with worry. "Where's Jon and Peter?"
She shuffled her feet a bit before answering. "They decided to go with Zoey and the others... They didn't tell us why." I looked down with a sigh, but Ellis didn't let me linger in sadness for long.
"Hey! There's room in Jimmy Gibbs Jr now fer ya'll! Cas can tell ya'll tha' Beta's a good boy! I bet Gamma's the same! Ya'll can come to New Orleans with us!" He looked so happy. And it was true, while Gamma was tall and would need some extra leg room, he was alright with being around normal people. The worst Beta did was a breast examination.
"Beta and Gamma also don't have the boils most Hunters do, so I'm guessing they're like me but got sucked into the mindset because they didn't have anyone to help them." I looked towards everyone else while pulling down my hood. "I'm leaving that choice up to ya'll since you know we wont be able to go into a safe zone; not unless we go to one that's okay with partial infected." They all seemed to be thinking about it, but we had to get moving. "Think about it while you get the cans. You need ten more, but there is a lot of Tanks around here. I could smell them all the way back at the Pool Hall. We can do damage to them, but we need ya'll to try not to hit us. Okay?" I paused to watch everyone nod as they got ammo and medkits, if they needed them. "Francis, Louis, and-"
"Pink bitch."
I turned to Gamma with a sigh as he cleaned his nails absently. I waved his comment off. "Francis, Louis, and ZOEY will be covering you, but only around this area." As I said this I saw the original survivors moving into their positions, Zoey holding a scowl on her face that Beta returned by sticking his tongue out, which I had found out was pierced, at her. Everyone, again, looked at me for an explanation for my pack's odd behavior. "I didn't teach them that. They re-learned that on their own. Now, if you're ready, we can start getting the gas cans. We should split up so we can get them quicker. Beta and Gamma will follow Coach, Rochelle, and Nick. I'll follow Ellis and Cas."
If I knew we were about to meet the largest problems we'd ever faced, I would have said, "Screw it, let's walk till we find a new car." I wish we had.
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I'm sorry ya'll. I kinda got a huge writer's block and it made this sad small chapter... cas.92 will have a good one next time. Hopefully I'll be able to give ya'll a better chapter for 15. Don't forget to vote! I wasn't kidding when I said I'd stop writing!