When Emma came to, she realized that Leon was carrying her. "Where am I?" she asked.

"I'm carrying you…don't worry." Leon murmured, "go back to sleep."

"I'm okay." she said.

"Can you walk?"

"Of course. Just put me down Leon."

Leon did as he was told. She looked at her clothes and a look of utter confusion came on her face. "Why am I covered in blood?" she asked.

"You just killed a kid…remember?" Jill said, turning around to face them, having heard Emma's voice.

"No." she said softly, shaking her head, "Why did I kill him? How?"

"Well…he wouldn't tell you anything about your father and you blew up his head.' Jill explained.

"Really?" Emma asked, looking at Leon with her mouth open in amazement.

"Yeah." He said softly, "you did."

"How did I blow up his head?"

"You balled your hand into a fist…It was pretty creepy." Jill said, "Come on…let's keep going before they hear us."

"Um…could I get some new clothes?" she asked.

"Of course." Leon said with a smile, "I'm sure the Merchant will have some."

"Jill?" Emma said quietly, "where's the next merchant? You have the map…"

With a scowl, Jill pulled out the map from her back pocket. "We should be coming up to one soon."

Emma smiled, "Good. I can't stand being in blood soaked clothes." She sped up a little and soon was in front of the merchant.

"Whatta buyin?" he asked.

"Do you have any clothes?" Emma asked him.

" O' course I do." he said, pulling out a green t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

"How much?" she asked, taking the clothes from his hands. She looked at Leon, hoping he would get it for her.

"For miss Olivera…not a thing." he replied.

"Really?"

"Sure. I knew yer dad. He was a nice guy."

"You knew my dad?"

"O' course I did. Haven't seen him lately though."

"Oh." she said, looking around. She saw a bathroom nearby and said, "I'm going to go get dressed and cleaned up. Can you guys wait for me?"

"Sure." Jill said, leaning against a wall.

Emma went inside the first stall in the bathroom, only to be attacked by a zombie. "Really not in the mood." She muttered, pulling out her handgun and shooting it in the eye. It fell over, motionless. She sighed and went into the next stall. It was empty. Silently, she changed her clothes and went to the sink to wash off her face. She filled her hands with water and splashed her face with it. She then dunked her hair into the stream of water falling from the faucet. She activated the dryer to dry of her hair and her hands. Finally, she was refreshed and clean. She came out to find the merchant dead, Leon holding out his gun and Jill looking confused.

"What the hell happened here?"

"He didn't have what I wanted." Leon said smiling, "So, I killed him."

"You killed him for that?" Jill asked.

"Duh. Why else would I kill him?"

"Why did you kill him in the first place?!" Emma asked.

"I already said, he didn't have what I wanted."

"That's stupid