A/N Thanks to Chuck, the survivors were able to escape the roof, and Lee left him his gun for extra protection. As they make their way back to the manor, they will experience unfortunate casualties and will have to fight for their lives. Be sure to let me know what you think of this crossover. I do not own The Walking Dead or The Last of Us.

Chapter 2: Taken

Getting through the streets of Savannah used to be somewhat easy since there were only small groups of Hunter to avoid until the massive herd of walkers came in. It hasn't been easy for a certain group of survivors to navigate through the city. After a while of running, they had come to a stop again when there was another group of Hunters fighting the undead in front of them. With nowhere else to go, they quickly move to cut across the alleyway before they could notice them.

Omid: "Hah, shit man, this is crazy. These guys are everywhere."

Kenny: "Suck it up, kid. We're only a few more blocks away from the house. Just gotta push a lil further."

As they were about to come around the corner, someone suddenly jumped out in their path with a weapon held up, ready to take a swing at them.

Lee: "Whoa, shit!"

However, the weapon was stopped mid-swing and it turned out to be Molly with her face covered by the surgical mask, hood over her head and the ice climbing pick she nicknamed Hilda held tightly in her hand.

Molly: "Oh, it's you."

Kenny: "Hmph, that's a fine 'how do ya do'."

Joel: "You made it out."

Molly: "Yeah. Just barely. If you're all here, then I'm guessing that massive geek herd out there is giving you all shit, too?"

Lee: "Something like that, yeah. Where are Henry and Sam?"

She didn't answer right away. Instead, she averted her gaze from them and had a sad look in her eyes. This caused everyone to fear the worse for them.

Lee: "...Molly?"

Molly: "Come with me."

She starts leading them all to the left in the alleyway while removing the surgical mask and pulling down her hood. Up ahead, they could spot the brothers; Henry was kneeling down in front of Sam sitting against the wall with an empty 9mm left on the ground beside them. When they got closer, they could hear labored breathing coming from the younger brother and noticed his skin was paler than usual. They had seen this before.

Carley: "Is... Is he...?"

Molly: "Sam was bit when we got away from Crawford."

A couple of gasps were heard from the group. Not including Omid and Christa, seeing the young boy on the brink of death like this was an all too familiar scenario to them. Especially for Kenny. Lee was also thinking of how he could've been the one in Sam's position had Joel not saved him during their escape.

Lee: "Henry, Molly, I'm so sorry that this-"

Molly: "Don't, okay? You don't need to apologize. We knew the risks when we came with you guys on that raid. None of you are to blame for this. Those fucking Hunters are."

Even though that may be true, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty for what they're going through right now. Maybe they could've stayed a little longer and done something to help them out. But chances are, someone else would've got bitten as well.

Christa: "Is there anything you need from us?"

Molly: "No. Thanks, but this is something for us to deal with."

She approaches her friend and kneels down beside him. It pained her to see the boy like this. Just yesterday, he was healthy and spending time with kids his age inside that mansion. And now, here he was in the middle of an alleyway, just moments away from turning. They wouldn't allow him to become like them.

Molly: "Henry. His time's almost up."

He didn't respond. He just kept staring at his little brother in sadness and disbelief. Sam lets out a few more harsh coughs.

Molly: "You don't have to do this if you don't-"

Henry: "No! He-... He's my brother. It's gotta be me. I- I can do it."

She had some doubt about that, but doesn't argue. At first, he had taken out his cleaver to do it, but Molly reached out to stop him, thinking that it would be too much. Instead, she exchanges it for him to borrow Hilda to make it clean and quick. He accepts the pick and then she takes a few steps back for him to do what must be done. Slowly but surely, he brought the sharp end of Hilda to the side of Sam's head, holds the other side with his free hand and eventually pierces it through his temple, putting the poor boy out of his misery. Pulling it back out, he continues to stare at his dead brother while slowly standing up.

Henry: "Sam... Sam..."

He started breathing more heavily, trying to hold back his tears and tightened his grip on Hilda. He didn't even acknowledge his name being called by Molly or Lee. Joel starts cautiously approaching him, looking to take that ice climbing pick away from him before he does anything drastic. He could hear him sorrowfully muttering words under his breath.

Henry: "Henry, what have you done?"

Joel: "I'm gonna get that hook from you, Henry."

Before he could get any closer, Henry had lifted the weapon up at them and looks at the people with tear-filled eyes, making everyone feel nervous.

Christa: "Oh God."

Joel: "Whoa, okay, easy."

Molly: "Henry, no."

Henry: "This is your fault!"

Joel: "No, this ain't nobody's fault."

Henry: "This is all your fault!"

Joel: "Henry!"

Those words weren't really directed to him or the others. In truth, they were actually directed towards himself. The pick in his hand was shaking. Looking down at it, he soon reaches his other hand to firmly grasp it with a deep frown. So overcome with his sadness and guilt, there was only one he wanted to. Molly could see it in his face what he was about to do when she noticed the way he was holding it and widened her eyes. The second he lifted it up, she reacted without hesitation.

Molly "NO!"

In a flash, the woman dropped the cleaver and was able to grab onto Hilda before it was able to reach her friend's throat, swings her fist down on his wrist twice to force it out of his grip and swiped a leg to force him on the ground. While she was retracting her weapon back on her pack, Henry saw his cleaver and desperately tried to crawl toward it, but was once again thwarted by Molly grabbing and holding down on the pavement. He struggles to push her away from him, but she wouldn't give an inch. It wasn't until she slammed him down with her hands on his shoulders when she shouted,

Molly: "Don't you fucking dare try to do that again, Henry!"

Henry: "That was my fucking brother!"

Molly: "I lost my sister, remember!? You're not the only one whose lost someone important in their life, you asshole!"

Hearing those words caused him to nearly stop struggling when he was reminded of how she had lost her sister to the Hunters, someone else that he and Sam were close with, and how he was there to comfort her that day. He may have convinced her to keep surviving that day, but now, it felt like it was so long ago. He wasn't even sure if he can remember his own words, let alone keep surviving himself after losing the only family he had left, failing his responsibility to protect him.

Henry: "I... I can't... I can't-"

Molly: "Yes, you can. I know that it's hard, but you need to try to get over it and move on. If I can do it, so can you. Don't you dare leave me to face everything all alone, Henry. You hear me?"

Eventually, his struggling came to a completely halt. And then, he lets his tears flow, sobbing. Molly helps him into a sit-up position to pull him into her arms and he tightly hugs her back.

Henry: "I'm s- I'm sorry... I'm-"

Molly: "Shhh, it's okay. I'm here. I'm right here with you."

The people stood by and watched the woman comfort her friend with Omid wrapping his arm around Christa's waist and Carley holding Lee's hand. For Kenny, this was yet another reminder of what became of his son. He wanted to say something, that he knew what the older brother was going through. However, this was between them and he didn't want to intervene. Eventually, Henry lets go from the hug and gently pushes away.

Henry: "I'm okay... I'm- I'm okay. I just... Just need a moment."

He leans up against the wall with his arms wrapped around his knees, taking deep breaths while still leaking out a few more tears. Knowing that he needed some space, she takes the cleaver away just in case and the gun as well before leading the crew a few steps away from him.

Christa: "Is he going to be all right?"

Molly: "Yeah. At least, I hope so. It may be a while, but we'll get through this."

Carley: "What about you?"

Molly: "I'll be fine. Anyway, where's Clementine and Ellie? Why aren't they with you guys?"

Lee: "Some guy that Clem was talking to on her radio followed us all the way out here and took em from us last night after we got back. It happened when we were all sleeping."

Molly: "Why would he do that?"

Joel: "No idea. He claims that he didn't kidnap them and wants us to 'not hurt people again'. We don't even know who the hell he is or why he came after us."

She stood there silently for a moment to process this.

Molly: "Any idea where they are?"

Joel: "We're thinking they might be up at the Marsh House, so we're heading there after we stop by the mansion."

Molly: "Okay then."

The blond scavenger pulled out Hilda again and was about to walk away from them until the redneck called out.

Kenny: "Hey. Where you going?"

Molly: "Where else? With Henry. I'm all he's got left now. And that goes both ways."

Lee: "I thought you wanted to come with us. We do still owe y'all for helping us back at the river."

Molly: "Let's just call it even. Besides, it seems like the boat might be too crowded anyway."

Lee: "Are you sure? We really could use you guys' help again on this one."

Molly: "With just one guy? You don't need our help to deal with him. The way I see it, that shithead's gonna be needing a lot help from you guys."

She had a point there. They outnumber him six to one. There was still the complication of getting to him through the swarming geeks and panicking Hunters, not to mention what he would do to the girls when backed into a corner if and when they get to them. But, the two of them had made up their minds. This was where they would go their separate ways for the last time. However, she still decides to leave them with one last parting gift as a token of gratitude. She reaches into her pocket to take out a paper and a small burlap sack.

Joel: "What's that?"

Molly: "Smoke bomb. Something we came up with in case we get caught while scavenging. Really works well if you need to make a quick getaway or even kill em while they're blind. Just light the fuse on this thing, chunk it and you'll flood the area with smoke for a bit. This recipe shows how you can make more if you ever want to."

Kenny nearly let out a scoff just by looking at that little sack and asked why they didn't use that in their first meeting, but he restrained himself due to the tragic event that occurred moments ago. She holds the bomb and recipe out for them to take. Under different circumstances, it may seem kinda far-fetched, but given the odds they're about to face, it may be worth taking. Joel had stepped up to accept the offer and was about to take it from her hand, but she had grabbed his with her other hand and looks at him directly in the eye with furrowed eyebrows.

Molly: "Find them, and save them. Get them across that bridge and don't look back."

Her tone almost sounded like she was pleading for their safety. He nods at her and she released his hand for him to place both items in his pocket.

Omid: "But wait, what about you guys? What're you gonna do?"

Molly: "The first thing we're gonna do is find a proper place to bury Sam. And then, we're making our own way out. With the geeks making the Hunters scrambling and pissing themselves, it shouldn't too hard to give em the slip now. See ya around."

Henry eventually looked up to see Molly standing in front of him and holds out her hand. He takes it, gets pulled back on his feet and nods at her, letting her know he was ready to go. Turning back to face Sam, he bends down to pick up his little brother, stares at him for a moment before walking down the alley side by side with Molly.

Lee: "Take care of yourselves."

Molly: "Yeah, you too."

And so, the two scavengers depart from the alleyway. After watching them go their own way for one last time, it was time for them to continue their route back to the mansion and go their own way.

The manor was within their reach now. They were almost there. As they come around the corner, there was a lone walker limping on the sidewalk. They were gonna deal with it, but were beat to it by a gunshot from the other side of the fence that killed it. That was not what they were expecting to happen right now. They quickly duck down back against the corner to stay out of sight, where they hear yelling from the other side of the fence. It was the Hunters. They found where they had been hiding ever since they arrived in Savannah.

Hunter 1: "Goddamn it, you fucking idiot!"

Hunter 2: "What? One less biter to worry about."

Hunter 1: "Did you seriously forget there's a whole herd of them coming through the city? Bad enough you already shot the old man when he was the one we wanted alive!"

Hunter 2: "Well, how the hell was I supposed to know he was the doctor?! You assholes don't tell me shit."

Hunter 1: "Whatever, man. Just give me that gun before you get us all killed."

Hunter 2: "Man, fuck you, too."

The sound of footsteps were moving away from them. They move slowly towards the fence again to get a look of the backyard. There was one Hunter who had taken the gun and went to lean up against the wall near the back door while the other was going over to the gate. But then the crew focus their attention on the shed. The shovel that was barring it shut from the inside was now on the outside.

Kenny: "Aw, fuck no! If these bastards are here, then-"

Joel: "The boat. They may have already taken it away from here."

Carley: "But how? We locked it up before we left."

Sneaking another peek through the fence, Joel caught a glimpse of the Hunter at the gate picking up a tool. One of the only tools strong enough to break through a lock when you don't got the key.

Joel: "One of em's got bolt cutters. That's how they got through."

Kenny: "Son of a bitch. Can't believe this shit is happening right now. Like we ain't got enough problems already."

Omid: "How did they even find out where we were staying?"

Kenny: "I'll bet that guy on the radio told them just to fuck with us."

Lee: "No, he's not with these people."

Christa: "How do you know that?"

Lee: "He called us the first time we went down the sewers and he made it pretty clear that he's not a part of them or Crawford."

Kenny: "I don't give a fuck if they all started a fucking cult together. If my boat still isn't inside there and in one piece, I'm gonna-"

Joel: "Hey, keep quiet. If they spot us, we're in trouble. We need to get the jump on em."

The small brick wall underneath the iron bars provided little cover for them to hide behind as they all stayed low and moved as quiet as mice toward the garage. Luckily, the two hostiles were too occupied by their own thoughts to even look in their direction. Both doors were wide open on the other side of the garage and they find the boat was indeed no longer inside. Instead, there were some old familiar looking faces on their knees with their hands tied behind their back and ankles tied together so they couldn't move. It took Lee a moment before he recognized who they were while they stepped inside.

Lee: "Hey, you're the cancer patients from the hospital."

Boyd: "We are. Lee, was it? My name's Boyd. These two are Clive and Joyce."

Kenny: "The fuck are you people doing here? We were just at the morgue looking for you."

Clive: "We came here for the boat. We tried to get in here until the Hunters came and tied us up."

At first, they were a little surprised by, but then Kenny deepened his glare at them. What else would he'd expect from people nowadays at this point?

Kenny: "You sons of bitches."

Carley: "Hold on, if you're all here, then where is-?"

That was when they had notice another elderly man laying on the floor with his hands tied up. Getting a closer look, they realized that it was Vernon, with a bullet hole in his head.

Lee: "What the-?"

Christa: "Oh, my God."

Boyd: "They hadn't forgotten that we stole from them before we fled underground. I think they wanted to keep him with them since he's a doctor, but then one of em just went off. Shot him right in the head, he did. Just to prove a point."

Kenny: "So why are the rest of ya still alive then? Didn't take em as the hostage-taking types."

Joyce: "They're leaving us for dead. Soon as they get done inside there or a herd gets close, they're gonna let the walkers have at us. That's why they left those doors wide open. Said it'd be better than wasting anymore bullets."

Omid: "Christ. That is just messed up."

Clive: "Fucking Hunters. They really know how to hold a grudge."

Joel: "How many of them are in there?"

Boyd: "Not sure. About six, or eight if count the two out there. Please, you got to help us outta this."

Joyce: "Boyd?!"

Kenny: "You invalids just tried to fucking rob us just to save yourselves, and now you expect help from us?"

Omid: "Their actions, uh, contradict your characterization on them, but-"

Carley: "We're not just gonna leave them like this."

Kenny: "Like hell we're not. It'd serve them right."

Christa: "Kenny, they didn't take the boat. The Hunters did, and they're probably half across the city with it by now."

Kenny: "Yeah, but they still woulda left us here to rot."

Clive: "Oh, and y'all wouldn't have done the same thing if you were in our position?"

Kenny: "Watch your mouth!"

Hunter 2: "Hey! You shut the fuck up in there!"

There was soon the sound of footsteps heading in their direction. One of the Hunters, the one carrying the bolt cutters, was coming to check in on their prisoners.

Joel: "Oh shit."

Joel moves past everyone to get close to the doors. The shiv he recently crafted would be of best use for this. After pulling the shovel out and stepping in, the hot-tempered man was suddenly grabbed by the front of his sweatshirt while getting stabbed in the neck, preventing him from hollering and killing him. Bringing him down to the floor, Joel then stabs him in the head to prevent him from reanimating. However, his buddy standing by the back door noticed the tool on the ground and called out for him. When he didn't hear a response, he calls out again while heading towards the garage with the gun in his hand. When he came near the door, he barely got a chance to react when Kenny abruptly jumps out to grab him in a chokehold, drags him inside and holds him for Joel to stab him right in the temple and then drops him. That's two down, and only four or six more to go.

Boyd: "Vernon was the one who persuaded us to take the boat, said that we had to get away before the herd rolled on into the city. That was a mistake and now he's paid for it. Listen, please, for what it's worth, we truly are sorry about your boat."

Lee thought back at that moment in Crawford's bell tower. It did seem odd how he'd ask if they came here by train and then dismissed it. Vernon must've seen the herd coming and kept it to himself. He should be angry at him about this, but he's dead now, so there's no point. Thinking it over, he didn't have it in him to leave them like this. What could they have to gain by letting a few senior cancer patients suffer? It sure as hell wasn't gonna bring them any closer to getting Clementine and Ellie back.

Lee: "We ain't leaving you people to die here. The boat's gone now, so what's done is done."

Kenny: "Lee, they would've-"

Lee: "I've seen enough to know that becoming like the people who made a mess of this city is the beginning of the end. That's just not the way we do things. Joel, mind if I borrow that for a second?"

He was referring to the bloody shiv in his hand and agrees to lend it to him for a moment while he used his machete on the ropes that were binding the seniors' wrists and ankles together to free them. Once they were free, they rise up to their feet and massage their wrists.

Joyce: "Wait, you told us before that you had two little girls with you. Are they... Did they...?"

Joel: "They were taken. Vernon said to us he thought they'd be better off with you folks, so we thought you had em and went to the morgue to get em back from y'all."

Joyce: "What? We- we'd never take children from anyone."

Clive: "We all used to have kids, Vernon included. Not even he would think to take someone else's child."

Kenny: "That's mighty generous of him."

The more the redneck spoke ill of their doctor leader, the more Clive was starting to dislike him. He looked like he was about retort, but Lee got in between to keep their argument from going any further.

Lee: "Hey, we ain't got time to hash this out right now. We'll take it from here. You people should get as far away from here as you can."

They nod at him and step towards the dead bodies to collect the bolt cutters, shovel and gun to defend themselves with out there. But before they began to leave, Clive focused on one of the dead Hunters and glared at him before he spits at his corpse. Most likely the one who murdered their friend.

Clive: "Sadist bastards..."

Joyce: "Let's go, Clive."

Boyd: "Here's hoping y'all manage to get them girls back. And hey, thank you."

And with that, the seniors head out into the streets. Maybe they'll make it out alive, maybe they won't. That just left with the Hunters to deal with inside their safe house and then they can get back to looking for Clementine and Ellie. Quietly approaching the back door, Joel takes a peek inside using the pet door. Luckily, they never moved the dog collar, so it stayed unlocked. He couldn't really get a good view inside, but he was able to catch two pairs of feet walking around inside. One of them came to a stop in the middle of the hallway while the other was coming from the kitchen and heading to the dining room. He moves away from the pet door before either could take notice of it being held open.

Joel: "I see two of em. I don't know where the rest could be."

Kenny: "Okay, so how do ya wanna do this?"

He had given this some thought, down on one knee with his right arm resting upon it, clenching and unclenching his fist. So far, these guys aren't aware they've returned yet. If they can keep it that way, they have the advantage with the element of surprise and they'll be able to take back this manor without firing a bullet. But if they get caught, that'd complicate things real fast. This wasn't much of a plan, but it was the best they got right now. A stealth approach would work best if only two them of move in.

Joel: "Lee, you and I will go in and take em out as quietly as we can. The rest of you, hang back unless things start going to shit."

Omid: "No sweat, man. We got your backs."

Kenny: "Yup. Right behind ya."

Carefully opening the door, the two men remain crouched down as they step inside and take cover behind the counter. Still no sign of where the rest of these guys are. They'll have to make do for now. Lee gestures for Joel to take the one standing by the dining table while he goes for the one straight ahead. Joel nods and starts creeping up to his target while Lee takes out his axe as he stalks towards his. Neither of them knew what was coming for them. When they got close enough, they almost simultaneously began chocking them out with Joel using a chokehold and Lee using his axe. But then, just as Joel was about to snap his neck, another Hunter had come out of the bathroom in the living room zipping his pants up to find one of his own getting killed by an old man.

Hunter: "What the fuck!? Hey! We got tourists down here!"

Joel: "Son of a bitch!"

He drops the dead body and both he and the Hunter rush at each other. Joel gets the first hit by kicking his gut, forcing him a few steps back. In attempt to punch him, Joel swings and misses before suddenly being shoved into the wall and brought his hand up to lessen the impact. The Hunter then pulls out a knife and an attempts to stab the tourist, but he ends up stabbing the wall when Joel dodges and grabs his wrist, trying to disarm him. Another Hunter came downstairs to see what was happening and focuses on Lee, who had just finished choking out his buddy with an axe and charges straight at him. Lee tries to get up to prepare to take a swing, only to be tackled to the floor, dropping his axe. Hitting the floor knocked some wind out of him, but was still able to narrowly avoid being punched by veering his head to the left, resulting in him hitting the hardwood floor instead. As he was about to take another swing, a pipe had been thrown right at Lee's attacker, smashing him right in the face to knock him back and it landed next to Lee. Looking behind him, he realized it was Omid who threw that pipe and was now giving him a thumbs up. The shorter man then warns Lee about the Hunter in front of him and turns back to see his axe being picked up by the hostile man. Lee picks up Omid's weapon while standing up, but then quickly ducks back down to avoid being struck by his own weapon, causing him to jam it into the wall. Lee counters by swinging the pipe right in the gut, then swings upwards to strike him in the jaw. As the Hunter staggers backwards, he was about to move in to fight back until he was suddenly tackled from the side by Joel, slamming him right into the stairs and breaking the wooden bars. The last guy he was dealing with got stabbed with his own knife. Joel grabs him by the head, turns him around and slams it down, piercing a broken piece directly through his eye. Now there was only two left.

Hunter: "You're dead, asshole!"

That voice came from up the stairs. Joel looks up to find where he was and ducks to avoid the blast of a shotgun and quickly pulls out his revolver to fire back, but misses. The Hunter goes back up the stairs while Joel takes cover by the living room. Lee had tossed Omid his pipe back at him and then pulled out his axe from the wall. Judging by the sound coming from the ceiling above them, there were two sets of footsteps above them. Both armed and ready for them. They were at a disadvantage now.

Hunter: "Just try and come up here, you fucking tourists! See if we don't blow your heads off!"

If they go charging up the stairs, they'd be gunned down before they could reach the trigger happy bastards. They could probably improvise something around them as a shield to get to them, but then, Joel gets a different idea of how to use the smoke bomb Molly gave him against them. Reaching for it and his zippo lighter, he lights the fuse and quickly tosses up the second floor. It bounces off the wall and lands right next to the Hunters' feet, which they stared at in confusion and then each other before it suddenly bursts tons of smoke in their facing, temporarily blinding them and making them cough. This was their chance to strike. With his axe in hand, Lee follows Joel up the stairs to finish them off. It was hard to see through the smoke at first, but the help of the light shining through the window to the left, Joel managed to spot his target and uses it to his advantage in order to tackle him across the hall until his back hits the window. He keeps up the attack with a punch to his throat, gut and face, cracking the window with each hit. After taking a step back, Joel deals the killing blow by kicking him through the window. He could hear the Hunter scream until he hit the ground and looks out the window to confirm he did not survive the fall.

Lee momentarily brought his hand up and coughed through the smoke before he finds the remaining Hunter around the corner in the hallway and reacts quickly just as his enemy was about to take aim with the shotgun. Using his axe, Lee swings it directly at the weapon, knocking it out of his hand and slicing two of his fingers. They were only minor cuts however. Not enough to stop him. Lee then attempts to hit him with the handle, but his enemy caught it before it could come into contact with his face. Both men tried to pull the axe away from the other until Lee suddenly swung his foot directly in between the Hunter's legs, hitting him where the sun don't shine and stunning him. This allowed him to yank it away back before jabbing the weapon directly toward his stomach, reels it back to swing the handle right at his jaw to knock him to the floor, leaving him open for Lee to lift his axe and swing it down on his head. That was the last Hunter in the house. Yanking it back out, he coughs again from the smoke and goes back down the first floor where he and Joel catch their breath and regroup with their people.

Kenny: "We got em all?"

Joel: "We're clear."

Christa: "Are you guys okay?"

Lee: "Yeah, yeah, we're all good. By the way, thanks for the assist, Omid."

Omid: "For sure. Told you we had your back."

Carley: "Jesus. I can't even begin to imagine what would've happened if they showed up while we were still here."

Kenny: "Probably would've ended up left to be eaten alive like those sick people."

Omid: "Yeah. We really dodged the bullet going out looking for Clem and Ellie when we did. Uh- Not saying that like them being kidnapped is a good thing, mind you. I just mean that-"

Joel: "We know what you mean."

Kenny: "God, everything is just so... fucked."

Christa: "Hey, Clementine and Ellie are still out there. We need to keep our focus on them."

Kenny: "Yeah, I get it. I just-"

Lee: "Shh!"

Kenny: "Well, excuse the shit outta me, professor."

Lee: "No, you hear that, right?"

They stayed quiet for a moment and were able to hear what he was referring to. There was that sound of walkers nearby, and it was getting closer. Hurrying over to the back door, Lee opens it and steps outside find a huge herd of walkers were coming for them, drawn to the sound of gunfire from earlier.

Lee: "Goddamn it! They're coming!"

He goes back inside, slams the door shut and locks it. They may not be enough to keep them out forever.

Kenny: "For fuck's sake! Is it really too much to ask for a fuckin' break here!?"

No sooner after he asked that did they hear the herd going through the shed, closing in on the back door.

Kenny: "Never mind."

Christa: "We can secure this place if we work fast."

Lee: "Christa, search the bodies for anything useful."

Christa: "On it."

The first dead Hunter she rushes to had a backpack left discarded near him and takes it to place anything she finds inside it.

Lee: "Kenny, move anything you can up against the doors and windows."

Kenny: "That's what I was thinking."

He starts off with attempting to move the fridge through the kitchen and grunts as he pulls hard on it.

Lee: "Carley, kill anything that tries to get inside this house."

Carley: "You got it."

She takes out her gun and does a quick check on how many bullets she has left in the clip.

Lee: "Joel, help Kenny."

Joel: "All right."

He goes to assist the former fisherman with the fridge, leaving Omid left, who was shocked by something he was staring at.

Lee: "Omid... What is it?"

He took off running, which lead Lee to see what he was staring at and became just as shocked; the front doors were open. He didn't have time to think about how that happened and just calls out,

Lee: "Get those front doors shut! NOW!"

He tries to move, but then trips and falls when a walker had grabbed onto his ankle through the pet door. He uses his free foot to kick at the hand repeatedly before pushing the pet door down on the rotten hand and soon got dislodged from its arm, freeing the man. Rising back up, Joel and Kenny had pushed the fridge up against the door, blocking the dead from getting through it. There was another situation that needed their attention.

Carley: "Hey, could use a little help!"

Omid: "We can't get these doors shut! Take their goddamn arms off!"

Hurrying over to their aid was Joel. Using his machete, he chops away at the multiple arms sticking out trying to break in until the doors were finally closed, but the locks weren't working. They needed something to keep it from opening back up. Carley glanced at the double-door closet and was reminded of something that may be just what they needed.

Carley: "Wait a minute. Joel, switch places with me! I got an idea!"

He goes along with it and was now pushing against the doors with Omid. Carley opened the closet to pull out the broom that gave her and Lee a scare when they first secured this place. The doors were shoved slightly open again. Carley reacts fast by using her gun to shoot a walker's head that was trying to push through, allowing the doors to close again and was now using the broom to stick it in between the handles. With the door now sealed shut, the two men didn't have to push against it anymore and ease off it.

Joel: "Nice quick thinking."

Omid: "Fuck yeah it was."

Just then, Christa meets up with them to give an update on her progress with the backpack in her hand.

Christa: "I finished cleaning out the bodies here. I'm moving up to check the rest."

As they watch her go up, the sound of glass breaking startled them and saw a walker's rotten hand reaching inside. The windows were compromised. Carley recognized the walker reaching its arm out was Brie and frowned, sad that this is what became of her. Still, she had her task. Shaking her head, she raises her weapon and shoots the walker in the head. More of them were breaking through the other windows and Carley kept preventing them from coming with each pull of the trigger. There was more glass breaking coming from the kitchen and were then joined by Lee and Kenny.

Lee: "They're coming through the kitchen, too!"

Omid: "Oh crap! Is there anything we can use to block the windows?"

Kenny: "I don't see anything. Them boards were all we got."

Lee: "Shit! All right, new plan. Get upstairs!"

They all make a retreat to the second floor. All except Carley who was still gunning down corpses. Lee hurries over and grasps her shoulder.

Lee: "Carley, save your bullets. There's too many of them."

Carley: "Shit. All right, I'm coming"

She follows him to meet up with the people on the second floor and find Kenny and Joel pushing the desk out from the study room.

Kenny: "Give us a hand with this thing."

The pair join in on moving the desk, which was very heavy even with four people pushing it. Omid even gives them a hand with it. Soon, they were all able to move the desk right in front of the stairs and slide it down the steps until it came to a stop halfway, blocking off the walkers, but also trapping them on the second floor.

Kenny: "There. Think that'll keep them back?"

Joel: "Probably."

Omid: "Now what?"

Just as Christa had finished searching the last corpse, there was the sound of gunfire and yelling coming not too far from outside the manor. That could only mean one thing.

Kenny: "More Hunters? Are you fucking serious!?"

Christa: "They must be on their way here to bail out their friends, expect the only thing they're gonna find is us."

Lee: "We can't let ourselves get trapped!"

At that moment, they could hear a creaking sound coming from below. Omid checks over the banister to see the staircase was giving way from the weight of the desk until it broke through and fell to the first floor, crushing any walkers underneath it. There were more breaking down the front doors despite the broom barring it shut.

Omid: "Fuck, we're screwed! Where do we go?"

Kenny: "There's no goddamn opening!"

Chirsta: "Up here, the attic!"

She points it out for everyone to take notice. The attic is the only place left they can go where the walkers and Hunters can't reach them. Joel pulls the string that opens the attic door and the ladder slides down.

Joel: "Everybody, move!"

One by one, the crew climbs the ladder to enter the attic. The gunshots were getting closer now. By the time Lee started climbing up, a walker was already coming around the corner. Being the only one left, Joel cuts the string with the machete so that nobody can open the attic again, climbs up and pulls the ladder up before slamming it shut.

TO BE CONTINUED

A/N Credit for the idea of Sam's death and Molly preventing Henry's suicide goes to GlaringEyes. Thanks again. :) Though, I kind of really struggled with writing it properly since I know attempted suicide is a very sensitive topic for some people. Apologies in advance if I didn't and also for posting this chapter so late. I would've had this posted sooner, but my computer had technical issues that just delayed my progress and other nonsense happened. I also struggled with writer's block again. That was more stress than I needed. But I managed to get it done. Silver lining. The idea of Molly having a smoke bomb came to me while writing this out, and since she was referred to as a ninja many times before, it seemed pretty fitting to me. As for the cancer patients that tried to steal the boat, would you have cut them free or leave them tied up?