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34. Chapter
"Well, I really don't know." Prue said sceptically, when they arrived at home and entered the hall with shopping bags in their hands. "I can't imagine, that it'll work."
"But we can try it at least, can't we?" Cole asked and shrugged his shoulders, while he looked around for Amy. "If Amy recognizes the gardener, we won't have any problems." He explained satisfied.
Prue looked at him sceptically. "But you seem to forget, that your secret weapon has to work first." she said disdainfully and showed him the shopping bag.
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "It'll be alright." He said optimistically.
They found Amy in the living room sitting on the sofa. She was still a little bit drowsy but Cole told her about their plan, while Prue took Danny to Dianne. They had decided that it would be safer for him and they didn't want to worry about him all the time, while they'd try to find out more about the zombies.
After Amy had insisted on having lunch first, she filled oil into the magical lamp, before they set off to Wingrove's plantation in the early afternoon.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the iron gate. They stopped the car and Cole got off to open the gate. Prue drove on the property and turned down the window to call to him. "Don't close it. Perhaps we'll have to buzz off quickly."
Cole looked at the gate thoughtfully, but then he left it open to do her the favour. "Okay, although I really don't know, why you are worried." He explained, while he walked back to the car to get in. "Probably you've seen too much horror movies and now you believe that a wild horde of zombies will run behind us."
Prue smiled and said sarcastically. "I think you mistake me for someone else. I'm not the person, who is sitting in front of the tv all the time. And apart from that I don't like horror movies."
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "Well then I don't know, why you are afraid of our poor zombies."
"Oh I feel uneasy about them, too." Amy let him know from the back seat.
"There's no need to worry. You'll talk to this gardener and after he has told us everything, what's happened, we'll only have to rescue his soul and he'll rest in peace." Cole explained firmly. "It can't go wrong."
"Oh really?" Prue wondered ironically, while she went straight-on.
"I know exactly, why you have your doubts, because it isn't your plan." Cole brushed her misgivings aside easily.
"No, you're wrong on that. I have my doubts, because I have some problems with your secret weapon. And I also don't want to go back to Belva's cellar." Prue informed him resolutely, and stopped the car suddenly, when the gravel round ended on a little place surrounded by trees. "I thought we would reach the manor-house." She said in surprise and turned around to Amy. "Do you know, where we'll have to go?"
"No," Amy shook her head vehemently and pointed to the west. "I only know the lake and the forest there. I've no idea what's on the other side. But I know, that there is another entrance to the manor-house and straight-on there is a gate leading to the former fields."
"Mm, I suppose most likely we'll find the quarters of the zombies there." Cole said and got off the car.
Amy and Prue got off, too and Prue locked up the car. They she looked around curiously.
"Well I don't hear anything." Amy said and turned around. "I think we can find the former fields in this direction." she finally said and turned around a little bit. "Or in this direction?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know exactly."
"No problem." Prue calmed her down. "We'll try one direction and Cole the other one." She looked at him grinning. "I'm sure you'll be able to defend yourself."
"Of course, no problem." He took the shopping bag and threw one bag over to Prue and another to Amy.
Prue cast a sceptical look at the bag in her hand and looked up at Cole. "You know, we already had strange weapons, but salted peanuts?" She pulled a face and said sarcastically. "A great super weapon."
"I have pretzel sticks." Amy explained thoughtfully. "But what shall we do, if the zombies aren't hungry or don't like pretzel sticks."
"I'll bet you any money, that they'll eat them." Cole said cooly. "Just believe me, according to a Voodoo myth zombies will become aware of their true existence, if they eat something with salt. They'll remember again, who they were and they just want to rest in peace." He explained firmly and added with a grin. "And if they don't, we'll send them up the river and they'll be grateful, too."
Prue looked at him doubtfully. "Okay, so what. Let's try to find them." She said firmly.
Cole stopped her. "But nevertheless, be careful and if you find something, you'll call for me."
"Yes, we will, but you'll also let us know, before you'll do something, won't you?" Prue urged him and gave him an asking look.
Cole smiled and walked to her slowly. When he was standing in front of her, he touched her chin and raised it a little. "I promise you." He said in a low voice and kissed her softly. Then he caressed her cheek and looked her deep into the eyes.
Prue looked back at him and had to force herself to look away finally. Her eyes fell on the ground and she said. "Now go!" She looked up again and followed him, as he was finding his way through the bushes. Thoughtfully she looked after Cole, until she couldn't see him anymore. There was an entranced smile on her face and Amy had to clear her throat more than once, to bring her back to reality. "Okay, let's go!" Prue decided resolutely and they walked along a beaten path to the North.
They walked along the path under the trees until they reached an open area. There was a beautiful view to the back of the old run-down manor-house on the left.
Prue took a close look at it and she suddenly remembered her night mare again. She couldn't believe that there was a special meaning in it, although her dream snake was looking very much like Belva's snake statue made of wood.
Amy followed Prue's eyes and said finally. "It must have been beautiful in former times, mustn't it?"
"Yes." Prue nodded and looked at Amy asking. "Have you ever been there?"
"No, it isn't allowed for anyone to go there, it's too decayed and you could get hurt." She explained. "I haven't been here very often anyway. And if I was here then I was just at the lake or in the wood around."
"Oh, I see." Prue looked at the manor-house again, it had a magical attraction on Prue, but she couldn't imagine that zombies would life there. Therefore it would be unreasonable to go there. She sighed and turned around to look over the wide open country. There was a small river straight on, but then trees and bushes obstructed her view. "Okay, let's try to reach the river first." She decided.
Amy nodded and they walked over the open terrain. It was covered with dry grass and weed, but you could make out fragments of the former arrangement of the garden. There must have been little paths and flowerbeds.
"I'm sure this has been a beautiful garden in the past." Amy suggested and pointed at a few flowers flowering here and there. "Sometimes I wish to go back in time. Then I could see with my own eyes, how it looked like in the past. The magnificent manor-house, the garden, women in beautiful dresses."
Prue smiled slightly, the air was shimmering of the heat in front of her and the sun was burning on the ground. "Well these clothes would be rather impractical, if it was as hot as today." She explained evasively and looked up. The sky was blue and cloudless and there was no tree to protect them with its shadow of the burning sun.
"Yes okay, but nevertheless it's a nice picture." Amy said and looked back melancholy. "But unfortunately it's impossible."
Prue let her believe it and soon later, they finally arrived at a small river. It wasn't very wide, but there was barely water in it. The ground was covered with mold and dirt. Thoughtfully they searched for a way to cross the river.
"Do you think we can jump over the river?" Amy asked in a sceptical voice.
Prue grinned. "We can try it, at least we don't wear old-fashioned crinolines but convenient trousers."
"Yes, perhaps we live in the right time, after all." Amy said grinning and took a run to jump on the other side. She managed a narrow jump over the muddy ground and reached out for the bushes to climb to the bank. When she arrived on the other side of the river, she turned around to Prue and said with a satisfied smile. "No problem at all."
Prue followed Amy and when she arrived safe and sound on the other side, she tried to take a close look around. But the brushwood, which was growing only a few meters away still obstructed her view. She just searched for a way to get a close look of the area, when her phone was ringing. "Hello?"
Cole was on the other side and wanted to tell her, that he had found the quarter. "Unfortunately it's surrounded by a big electric barbed wire fence." He explained uncontently.
"Damn it." Prue let out. "Where are you at the moment?"
"I'm eastwards of you, I suppose." Cole explained and looked around. "You should go back to the car and then I can tell you the way."
"Mm." Prue gave a disgruntled look at the river behind her. She didn't want to jump over it again and looked to the east, where the river disappeared. "Did you cross a little river on your way?"
After Cole has said yes, Amy and Prue decided to follow the river as long as they'd reach the plank, where Cole had crossed the river.
Sighing they started to find a way through the thicket. Because although many trees standing nearby the water were already dead, their dry branches scratched their arms and legs.
"The poor trees." Amy said sadly, while she tripped over a knotty root, that the tree stretched out desperately for the water. "Why did the river drain?"
Prue shrugged her shoulders. "I've no idea, perhaps they needed the water for the fields." She supposed, while she tried to free herself of the thorns of a bush.
"Isn't it awful." Amy shook her head and tried to ignore the sad trees. She forced herself to think of something else and inevitablly something else occurred to her. "What will we do, if we really meet one of these zombies?"
Prue sighed slightly, while she tried to push aside the branches of a shrub. "We can try the nibbles Cole gave us. Perhaps he's right." she explained and looked at the peanuts not very confidently.
"Mm, well I don't think that I'll dare to offer them pretzel sticks." Amy said unhappily.
"If you are afraid of them, I'll try it first, no problem." Prue calmed her down and decided that the bush was too stubborn and that she had to try to find another way.
Amy shook her head. "It isn't the problem that they are zombies. I also would feel like a foul, if I had to go to a complete stranger to ask him, if he wants a pretzel stick." She looked at Prue and smiled in excuse. "I would feel really embarrassed."
Prue turned around to her in surprise "Well then..." She started and smiled finally. "If you are in danger, you'll see what you'll be able to do." She explained optimistically and went on.
Amy followed her, she had her doubts about it. When they arrived at the narrow plank minutes later, they were exhausted and annoyed. They climbed up the bank and followed the beaten path until they reached the place, where Cole was waiting completely bored on a fallen trunk.
"There you are at least." He said and jumped up in relief, when he saw them.
Amy sat down on the trunk, she was whacked. "Probably we should have taken the other way." She said and wiped beads of sweat from her forehead. "It was so hard."
Cole walked to Prue and pulled a burr out of her hair. "I thought as much, that you better ..."
Angrily Prue raised her hand. "Will you shut up." She said firmly and looked around energetically. "Okay, where is the camp?"
Cole pointed at the high barbed fire in front of her. "Just in front of your nose."
"Oh." Prue walked to it and looked to the left, where the fence went on for quite a distance. "Do you know, that we could have followed the fence to reach you?" She asked and pushed him angrily. "But no, we had to fight our way through the wilderness."
"Yes, but someone could have seen you." Cole pointed out.
"Okay." Prue admitted and looked at the fenced in area. She could make out a few buildings in a distance, but they were too far away to see more. "And what will we do now?" She asked.
"Mm, we have to find a way to get onto the grounds, but the fence is a live wire." Cole explained.
"How do you know that? Did you try it?" Amy asked from behind.
Cole looked around. "No, there is a sign." He informed her.
"Oh, I didn't notice it." Amy said and sighed. "I'm sure the whole area is fenced in. We won't find a way to get over it."
"Why are you always such a pessimist?" Cole wondered. "We'll find a way, we always find a solution."
"Yes, and I already found one." Prue told them with a satisfied grin, while Amy and Cole looked at her surprised. "It's so easy. I'll go there and take a close look at everything. That's no problem for me." Prue didn't want to listen to their objections, she wanted to put her plan into action immediately, but Cole stopped her.
"No Prue, wait one moment." He said anxiously and held her arm. "You don't know, if they can capture you inside a thunder stone, too, if you go there."
Prue grinned. "So what! I've marked the place of Belva's house on the map." She told him and shrugged her shoulders. "So if something goes wrong, you'll be able to find me in the cellar." She explained and touched his chin to move it down a little bit. She kissed him as softly as he did before and looked him straight into the eyes. "But don't dare you to take the wrong stone." She urged him with a smile and disappeared.
Cole shook his head. "Why couldn't I fall in love with an ordinary woman this time?"
"Perhaps they would be too boring for you, wouldn't they?" Amy asked grinning, when it suddenly occurred to her. "Oh my god, I hope that doesn't mean, that I'll fall in love with a priest again."
Cole smiled satisfied and looked straight on to the fence. "Yes you're right. A witch is a better choice."
When Prue arrived on the other side, she was standing behind a long one-storey building. There were four of these buildings in shape of a horseshoe. Prue looked around the corner of the building. There was a courtyard in the middle of the building and a big gate on one side was the access to the street. Prue noticed, that all the buildings were rather new, they were kept in good shape, no dirt anywhere and the windows were sparkling clean in the sunshine. Prue looked around and made out a small guard lodge beside the gate. She was sure that a guard was sitting inside of it looking on the street and watching the yard.
Carefully Prue stepped back behind the building and tried to look into a window. She held her hands at the pane and could take a look into the room. A narrow bed, a small nightstand and a wardrobe were inside of it. The furniture were rather spartan, but also very clean. Prue walked on and looked into the next room, it looked completely the same. She checked the next room, but she couldn't find any private objects, clothes or other things revealing her something about the owner of the room.
When Prue arrived in the middle of the building, she saw a big dining hall. Nobody was there, the whole building was like a ghost town. She walked to the end of the building and when she looked to the yard again, she noticed that the door of the building was open a little bit. She rushed there and opened it. Prue entered the corridor and listened for a moment, but she couldn't hear any noise. Carefully she looked around and saw little nameplates at the doors. She walked closer to read the names, Bart Hoffman. She decided to walk on and wondered, what the name of the gardener was, 'Landon', wasn't it? Prue looked at the next nameplate. 'Homes', 'Hollander', perhaps the names were in alphabetical order. She passed further nameplates with 'H' until she saw 'Julero'.
Meanwhile Cole walked up and down restlessly along the fence. "What is she doing?" He wondered and looked at Amy horrified. "What's happened to her?"
"I'm sure everything is alright. Prue needs some time to check the whole camp and she went there not so long ago." Amy tried to calm him down.
"Not long ago?" Cole asked in disbelief and watched at his clock to find out, that Amy was right. "I don't know, for me it's an eternity." He looked at the fence again. "If we could just see anything. I should better look after her." he said resolutely, although the mere thought of shimmering made him start panicking. But Belva wasn't here and it wasn't a great distance, so his problem to land in precision would cause no problems, he brooded.
"You can do it, too?" Amy wondered meanwhile. Her reaction had been very calm, when she saw Prue suddenly disappearing into thin air. She didn't ask any questions, a lot of strange things had happened lately, probably nothing could shock her anymore, she thought and was satisfied with herself.
"Yes, something like that. But unfortunately I have some problems with it at the moment." Cole admitted unhappily.
"Then you shouldn't try it. I don't want to stay here alone. I mean, such a zombie could pass by." She said and shuddered. Yes, there were still some things that could shock her.
"They are locked in there." Cole informed her and pointed at the fence. "Or what do you think is this fence for?"
Amy shrugged her shoulders. "Nevertheless I'm scared, so please stay here with me." She looked at him begging and added. "And if they have seen Prue, they would have sounded the alarm and we would have heard it."
Cole sighed and sat down beside Amy. Probably she was right, but he hated the feeling to sit around doing nothing. He wanted to step in. "And if they don't have any alarm?" He asked dissatisfied. He had to do something, he had to look for Prue, it wasn't like him to be a coward. "Give me the chance to try it, Amy. Nothing will happen to you, you are safe." He tried to convince her.
Amy looked unhappily at him, she understood that he was worried about Prue, she was afraid, too. But she couldn't understand, why he also wanted to risk his life. "If you've got to try it at all costs." she finally explained slowly.
Cole looked at the fence, Zadie had told him that he should trust himself. Okay, she didn't mean it in this context, but nevertheless she was right. It wasn't far, even he should be able to shimmer there and there was something else. After Belva had locked him up in the stone, while he started to shimmer, he felt afraid of shimmering. Perhaps he could get rid of his bad feelings now.
Cole jumped up, resolved to try it. He looked at Amy and smiled. "As Prue has already told us, she has marked the place of Belva's house on the map. If something goes wrong, you'll find us in the cellar."
"Very funny." Amy looked at him sadly, she wasn't a born adventurer.
Cole gave her an encouraging nod and shimmered away.
At first he lived in terror of Belva locking him up again. He remembered what he had felt when he was locked up before. He had been helpless and he had known that he was at the mercy of Belva and David. But that was over,
he was safe and he fought against these emotions. Seconds later he was standing on the other side of the fence. Much to his relief he was alright, he turned around to Amy to give her a sign, before he ran to the light buildings.
Meanwhile Prue had passed nameplates with the letters 'J' and 'K', until she reached the dining hall. She looked into the room carefully, but it seemed as if nobody was there. So she entered it slowly. Long tables with spotless wax tablecloth were standing in three rows. Prue made out countless chairs made of wood, standing under the tables precisely. She shook her head and looked to the right, where a big swing door led to the yard. It was still completely peaceful as if nobody was present on the whole area.
Thoughtfully Prue looked to the left. But when she looked through the window, she was paralyzed. There was nobody else than Cole, looking at her. she stared at him in disbelief, then she shook her head angrily and gave him a sign to come in. Cole nodded and disappeared to enter the dining room, soon later.
"Hey." he walked at Prue and was relieved to see her well.
"What are you doing here? You should wait there with Amy." She told him angrily, although she couldn't deny, that it was a great feeling to see him here. But it was unreasonable, very unreasonable of him! He shimmered to her without thinking about the danger. "Because I am able to take care of myself, unlike you."
"I have no doubt about it." He explained grinning. "But I couldn't be separated from you for such a long time."
"Oh god, that doesn't sound like fun." Prue said ironically, but a satisfied smile gave the lie to her words. She took his hand and pulled him to the corridor with the 'L' rooms. "Come on. When you are already here, you can make yourself useful at least."
They entered the corridor and Cole looked around curiously. "What are we doing here?"
"We are searching for Kirk Landon's room." She explained and looked at the next nameplate on the right side. "The names are ordered more or less in alphabetical order. So you can take the left side, while I'll try to find him on the right side."
"That's a good idea." Cole said and looked at the first nameplate. "Then we can push the salted peanuts under him."
Prue cast Cole a sceptical look, she hasn't thought about her further plans, yet. She just wanted to find his room and everything would happen to work out like it should be. "The rooms are very spartan furnished." She pointed out. "I don't know, if we can find a suitable place to hide them."
"We will find one, don't worry." Cole said optimistically and read the first name. "Lopez, ... Lummox." He turned around and grinned at Prue. "Do you want to be called this name?"
"No, this guy should marry as soon as possible to get rid of his name." She suggested.
Cole took a close look at the nameplate again. "It's a man." He informed her.
"I know, so what?" Prue shrugged her shoulders. "He can assume the name of his wife."
"Mm." Cole said. "Even if he assumed the name of his wife, it would be too late, unfortunately he's already dead. Unless he'd like a zombie marriage."
"Year, it wouldn't help him very much, the name of this poor guy is already written on his gravestone." Prue said with a sigh.
Thoughtfully Cole walked to the next door, but then he came back to the subject again. "But does that mean, that your husband should assume your name?"
"He can do it, if he likes." Prue told him. "Because one thing is for certain, it's improbable, that I'd give up my name."
"Well but I think Prudence Turner would sound great." Cole thought. "Unlike Cole Halliwell." He pulled a face.
"What's that supposed to be?" Prue wanted to know and cast a sceptical look at him. "Such a kind of a hidden marriage proposal?"
"No, don't be too hopeful. I just wanted to be informed precautionary." Cole told her cooly.
"Great, then you are informed now." Prue explained smiling and looked at the next nameplate. "Oh, here it is, his room, we have really found it." She said in surprise and opened the door cautiously.
They entered one of the bare rooms with light painted walls. A narrow bed was standing under the window looking out on the yard. A nightstand was standing beside the bed. Prue sat down and opened the drawer, but there was nothing inside. "It's empty." She said and stood up to take a close look around. "There's nothing lying around here."
"Well he's a zombie and they don't carry around a lot of private things anymore." Cole pointed out and opened the wardrobe. There was a suit, orderly folded up underwear and work clothes. "Mm." Cole thought. "We could stuff a few peanuts into his pockets? What do you say?"
Prue shrugged her shoulders, she couldn't imagine that they would succeed with it, nevertheless she said. "There's no harm in trying."
Cole opened the bag and put a few peanuts into every pocket. "Hopefully he'll be hungry." He said thoughtfully. "But it's a pity, that we won't know, if and when he eats them."
"Perhaps we should leave him a message." Prue supposed and looked around for a piece of paper. "If I just had a piece of paper, but here is nothing as far as the eye could see."
"There you are." Cole gave her his notepad, which he just conjured up of his pocket with a satisfied grin. "You just have to ask me."
"Thanks." Prue said in surprise and sat down on the bed again. "I'll tell him, that he should call us, if he can remember again and needs some help." She decided and wrote down a short note on a piece of paper.
Cole looked sceptically at her. "And where shall we put it? It wouldn't be worth the effort to put a piece of paper in every pocket, besides somebody else could find it."
Prue looked up. "I thought, we should put it onto the nightstand, but you are right, somebody else could find it." She looked at the note again. She had just written down the first numbers of her phone number, but that could be dangerous.
"You should write down my phone number." Cole said, as if he could read her mind. "If somebody else finds it, he'll discover Wingrove's office."
Prue nodded and changed the number. Then she stood up and hid the paper under the blanket. But then it occurred to her. "Perhaps we should put my peanuts under the blanket, too. And when he opens it, he'll find both of it."
"Not bad, if we are lucky, he'll be hungry before he'll go to bed." Cole said grinning and went to the window.
Prue prepared the note and the bag on the bed and put the blanket over it. Then she watched her work critically. It took some time, until she was satisfied and convinced that nobody would notice anything, before Kirk Landon would go to bed.
Meanwhile Cole watched the empty yard bored. "It's as if nobody is living here, but probably Morgan has sent them out for work and they are coming back in the evening."
"It seems so, I don't have seen any person, apart from the man in the lodge." Prue said.
Cole nodded and looked at the guard lodge. But as luck would have it, a bus stopped in front of the gate just in this moment. The guard left the lodge and unlocked the lock, before he opened the gate. Cole watched it fascinated. "A van enters the yard." He told Prue after a while.
"Where?" Prue stepped beside him and looked through the window. A big bus drove onto the yard and parked in front of a building. The doors were opened and a few persons left the bus one after another in a row. They walked to the left building, without looking left or right.
Prue tried to get an impression of the people. But they looked quite usually, apart from their strange movement. "Are you sure that they are zombies? They don't look like zombies." She said.
Cole nodded. "They are zombies, definitely." He said completely confirmed. "But they aren't coming to this building at least."
"If we just knew, where the car will go." Prue said thoughtfully, when the guard walked to the bus with a piece of paper in his hand. He knocked at the driver's window. The driver opened it and took the note.
Cole opened the door quickly and they could hear the guard shouting at the driver, who had already started the bus. "And don't be too late, last time Mr. Goodwin was hopping mad, because he had to wait for you." He snapped
at the driver, who answered something and turned the bus to leave the yard, while the guard went back to the gate.
Cole gave Prue an asking look. "Okay, bus or zombies?"
"Bus!" Prue said firmly, because they couldn't do anything in the camp anymore. They would have to wait, therefore it was much better to follow the bus. She looked out of the window for one last time and watched a few men waiting for the zombies at the entrance of the other building."Okay then let's go." Cole decided, but Prue stopped him to take a close look at him.
"So you don't have any problems with shimmering anymore?" She wanted to know and grinned. "You won't end up in the last wilderness?"
"You have already seen, that it worked alright." He explained with a satisfied smile and added with a short shrug. "It isn't so far, therefore I don't have any problems. And luckily Belva isn't here anywhere."
Prue nodded. "But you still have got a funny feeling about it, haven't you?" She asked in a low voice.
"Yes, but there's no time to care about it. So come on." He said resolutely and disappeared within the next minute. Prue shook her head thoughtfully and followed him finally.
Soon later, Prue arrived near Amy, who was still sitting on the trunk, watching out for Cole and Prue completely bored. "Have you met a zombie?" She wanted to know.
Prue nodded and looked around for Cole, who had turned up again in quite a distance. He looked around and rushed to them. Prue shook her head grinning and looked at Amy to urge her to stand up. "Come on, Amy, we have to hurry up." She said and ran along the beaten path to the narrow blank.
"Oh my god!" Amy let out and jumped up in horror. "Do the zombies run after you?" She wanted to know, while she followed Prue quickly.
Cole, who arrived behind her, laughed. "Yes and one of them is right behind you."
"Oh no." Amy turned around horrified and nearly fell into the river. Cole could hold her in the last minute and Amy cast a quick look over his shoulder. When she couldn't see any zombie, she gave Cole an angry look. "Do you think that is funny?"
"Yes!" Cole said and grinned at her. "It was funny, wasn't it?"
"No, you shouldn't joke about zombies." She told him angrily.
"Okay, if you say so." Cole shrugged his shoulders. "But let's go now."
Amy turned around and shook her head. "Why do we have to hurry?" she wanted to know.
"Because we'd like to chase after a bus, which was on the camp." Prue told her, while she opened the car. "Do you know, which street is on the other side of the plantation?"
Amy nodded. "Yes, if the bus goes back to New Orleans, we'll catch it." She informed Prue and got in. "But if it doesn't, the hurry was useless, we won't see the bus again."
"We'll see." Cole said and dropped onto the front passenger seat.
Prue started the car and they passed the open gate. Prue grinned and cast a quick glance at Cole. "Now you know, that it had been a great idea to let the gate stand open, even without zombies."