The group went their separate ways, leaving Ben in the classroom to try and get the armory door open. Lee decided that it would be best to get his task done without keeping Molly waiting. He took one final look at Ben before exiting the classroom.

He rounded the corner, where Molly was waiting by the end. "The alleyway's down this way. You coming or not?" she asked almost impatiently, then bolted off.

While following Molly's direction, Lee took a good look at the debris all over the hallway. It seemed like Crawford wasn't as safe as everyone said. He found the door to the alleyway and walked outside.

"Molly, you out here?" Lee called quietly.

But there was nothing, although he could have sworn he heard something coming from behind. He walked into a small shed, climbed the shelf, and jumped over the fence to the other side, athletically landing on his feet. Now, he was at the auto shop.

He walked over to the garage door, trying to pull it open, but it was to no avail because the door was jammed shut. Now he'd have to find another way to get into the garage. And Molly was still out of sight. Where the hell could she have gone? Suddenly, as if to answer his thoughts, a walker body fell right in front of him from above.

"Leave him!" It was Molly's voice that he heard, and soon she appeared, jumping down from a rooftop. "He's mine," she added, pulling out her ice pick.

"Where the hell have you been?" Lee asked as she walked right passed him and over to the walker's body. Molly ignored his question though, and Lee was shocked as she began to kick the walker's body furiously. Why she was doing it, Lee didn't have an answer. "Molly..." he trailed off, still watching her beat the walker's body to a pulp.

"MOLLY!" Lee eventually scolded.

"What?" the younger woman questioned fiercely.

"I think you got him."

She paused. "One more." At that, she slammed the ice pick into the walker's body one final time. Then, she and Lee observed the body.

"He's wearing scrubs. Some kind of scientist, or a doctor, maybe?" Lee pointed out.

"Yeah, well, he ain't shit now!" Molly exclaimed, kicking the walker again. She placed her hands on her knees and panted. "Did you find us a way in?"

"Yeah, but the garage door's jammed," Lee replied as he unsuccessfully tried to open it again.

"Not a problem," she replied. "Look what I found," she added as she pulled out a lift to help open up the door. She was about to hand it to Lee, when the two heard walkers approaching. As Lee grabbed the lift, he saw them, and he knew if they didn't get inside the garage fast, the walkers would get to them.

Quickly, they used the lift to get the door open slightly, and they crawled underneath, getting inside the garage before the walkers could make it to them. Lee just hoped that there would be a battery in there somewhere.

"Take a look around," Molly said. "I'll make sure no stragglers get underneath this door."

Lee obliged to her request, and began looking around at the garage. There was a semi truck, but when he opened the hood, he saw that that particular vehicle didn't have a battery. The only other option was a car, and it was risen off the ground on some kind of platform.

The first thing he noticed was that the car had a blinking light, and he wondered if there was any way to get up there.

Nearby, there were the controls to the lift hydraulics, which was hopefully the key to getting that car down. Lee tried to pry the hose apart, but there was nothing he could do with just his hands. Looking over at Molly, he got an idea.

He walked over to her, and she turned around. "Something you need?"

"Can I borrow that, uh, hook thing of yours?" Lee asked.

"I don't know. Hilda and I have been through a lot together."

"Hilda?"

"That's what I call her. Don't judge."

"Please can I borrow Hilda?" Lee questioned again, folding his arms. "I'll take good care of her. She won't get a scratch."

Molly retrieved her ice pick, Hilda, from her backpack. "I got your promise, now. Not a scratch."

Lee took the advice and walked back to the hydraulics controls, using Hilda to make a cut into the hose. This caused a leak of something, possibly gasoline, to spill out. He turned and noticed the car started to come down.

"That did it," he commented. But then the car started coming down more rapidly. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The car practically slammed to the ground, and the theft alarm could be heard quite loudly from the outside.

"That's probably not good!" Molly called out.

"No shit!" Lee yelled in return.

Molly ran to get her ice pick. "I'll try to hold them off, hurry!" She ran back to the garage door, making sure no walkers, or geeks, as she liked to call them, got in.

"There's the battery!" Lee exclaimed, "Finally, something goes right." He went to work on the car as Molly fend off walkers. Before too long, he was able to get the battery out of the car once he unscrewed the hooks. "Got it," he said, lifting it up out of the car.

"We still have a problem here!" Molly replied, as walkers began to crawl underneath the garage door. "Put the battery in here, I'll carry it," she said, referring to the backpack she had on her bag. Lee obliged, and stuffed it in. Now they needed to find a way out of here. "Follow me!" Molly took off running and Lee followed behind her, doing the best he could to stay close to her. "Move your ass!" she ordered and climbed on top of the semi.

The walkers were now inside the garage, and the only way out was up. "Now what?" Lee questioned.

"Skylight," Molly answered simply.

Lee looked up, and he had no other choice but to shoot the glass. He did so, and both he and Molly ducked away. Molly was the first to climb onto the roof using her ice pick, and she held out her hand for Lee to take.

He took it, and pointed out the obvious, something he seemed to do quite frequently. "Okay, now we're on a roof."

"Do you ever stop complaining?" Molly lamented, and jumped over to the other side. "Come on, what are you, chicken? Jump!"

"What did you call me?" Lee replied bitterly, then looked down. "Well, now that you mention it..."

But luckily, he was able to run and jump, taking Molly's hand once again. She pulled him up, proving that she had quite a bit of strength. The two made it back to the hallway with Lee jumping down.

"Come on," he called to her.

"Later. There's something I gotta do first," Molly answered.

"What?"

"I'll catch you later."

"You've still got the battery!"

"Yeah, I think I'll hold onto it, make sure you don't leave without me," Molly clarified. "See you back in class!" And with that, she darted off.

"Molly!" Lee shouted. "Goddamn it, what the hell is she doing?" That made it pretty hard to trust her at this point.

He decided that the others should be fine, so he went back to the main classroom to go check on Ben. By the looks of it, he still hadn't got into the armory yet, because he was still fiddling with the lock. "Hey Ben, you need some help?" Lee asked.

Ben stood up. "Thanks, but I got it. Just once I'd like to do something useful, you know?"

"You're plenty useful," Lee replied, and that was true. Everyone was an important asset of the group.

"Yeah right," Ben argued. "Seems like all I ever do is get us into trouble."

Lee shook his head. "Good luck with the lock." He then began to walk away, until Ben stopped him once more.

"No wait, there is something I want to talk to you about," he said, "something that's been on my mind, I could use your opinion."

"What is it?" Lee questioned.

"It's Kenny," Ben stated. "Since I've been helping him out with the boat, I've gotten to know him a little better. He's a good guy, you know? And it's eating me up inside knowing what I know, and I've been thinking about telling him..."

Lee crossed his arms, "Ben, come on, this again?"

"It's my fault Duck and Katjaa got killed," Ben pointed out. "If I hadn't screwed up at the motor inn, they'd still be alive. How am I supposed to just carry something like that around? I have to tell him."

"Ben, no offense, but have you lost your motherfucking mind?" Lee asked. "Kenny's barely hanging on. You tell him you're to blame, and I don't even want to think about what he might do."

"I know. I've thought about that, but I don't know how much longer I can keep looking him in the eye. I feel like I'm lying to him by not telling him."

"I'm telling you, man, it's a bad idea," Lee reprimanded. "Really, really bad."

"Hey, maybe you're okay walking around with somebody's blood on your hands, but that's not who I am! I can't just pretend it never happened."

"Look, we need Kenny. We need him to hold his shit together if we're ever going to get out of here. So you need to keep this to yourself, for the good of everyone. You hear me?"

Ben frowned for a moment before he replied, "I hear you. I'm gonna get back to this."

He walked away, and Lee decided that it was probably best to check on Carlos' progress.

Looking at the map to make sure he was going the right direction, Lee headed to the nurse's station, where hopefully Carlos had already collected the stuff that they needed. However, when Lee approached the door, he saw that Carlos was still fumbling with the lock. "Oh, hey Lee," Carlos greeted, "You get the battery yet?" he asked.

Lee nodded. "Molly has it."

"That's great," Carlos nodded.

"Do you need some help?" Lee inquired.

But before Carlos could answer, Kenny and Christa burst through one of the doors with some gas cans, and loads of walkers chasing them. "Little help here!" Kenny yelled as he turned and tried to shut the walkers out of the door. Lee and Carlos made their way over to the door too, to help push it closed. "Fuck! Doors won't close all the way," Kenny cursed.

"Do something, Lee!" Christa yelled. So he took out his gun and shot a few of the walkers that were in the way, and they finally pushed the door closed. Thinking quickly, he put one of the tools that he found from the shed inside the door handle, so that it would remain closed.

"Think that'll hold?" Lee questioned.

"It damn well better," Kenny answered.

"Everyone okay?" Carlos asked.

Kenny nodded. "We got the gas, so I guess that's a good thing."

"We could use a hand with the fuel tanks," Christa said, and they all grabbed some and made their way back to the classroom, closing the door behind them.

"We're back," Kenny announced.

"Great work, Kenny," Ben complimented.

"How are you doing with that door?"

"Not so good."

"Here, let me give you a hand," Kenny sighed, and walked over to assist the teenager. "You get that battery yet?" he called over to Lee.

"Yeah, Molly has it," Lee answered. "She should be back here soon."

"Well, I don't know why you trusted that girl with it. We hardly know her!"

"She saved your life, didn't she?"

"Yeah, but what has she done for me lately?"

"I'd better get back to the nurse's station," Carlos said, and began to see himself out.