Dayo

It could not have been longer than an hour, but it felt like an eternity. Dayo knew that the trucks were temperamental, that just because they started to run, didn't mean that they would continue. Zxander, Michonne and Sayid could be stranded, run down by walkers in the middle of the city.

And then there was the gunshot he had heard.

There was no way that the others couldn't have heard it. It had rung around the deserted city loud and clear. But no one had mentioned it. They had all remained silent, ignoring what had they had heard. Now they were just waiting. No one knew what for.

There was another problem. The walkers had reached the top of the stairs and were now pounding on the door. Enough pressure, or walkers, on the door, and they were doomed. Zxander, Sayid and Michonne needed to move fast.

"That door's going to break." Jacci broke the silence.

"No it's not." Bella stared at Jacci seemingly trying to communicate through her eyes. "It's going to hold until we need it to." If she had been staring at Dayo the way she was staring at Jacci, he would have keep his mouth shut, but Jacci was oblivious, wrapped up in her own panic.

"We're trapped up here. This is it. They're going to get through the door and then we're doomed." She looked around frantically, and her eyes rested on Georgie and the boy, Matthew. She raised a finger and pointed at them accusingly. "And it's your fault."

Georgie looked at Jacci, and her arms wrapped protectively around Matthew, never taking her eyes off Jacci. Jacci moved closer, spitting venom in Georgies face.

"We should have never come here, but you wanted to. If you hadn't made us come here, looking for him"- here she stabbed her finger at Matthew-"then we'd be safe at home." She was far too close to the both of them now. Dayo could see Georgie loosening her grip on Matthew, her eyes still fixed on Jacci. Dayo glanced at Bella, who was also watching, seemingly holding her breath.

"Jacci," he said, trying keep his voice low and calm, trying to get her to come to her senses. "Jacci, there is no reason we can't all make it all out alive. It's not anyones fault that we're here, it's just how it is. So, just sit down, take a breath and Zxander and the others will be here before you know it." Just as he finished his sentence, the door gave a particularly vicious rattle. Jaccis eyes widened, and she looked at the door, and back at Georgie and Matthew. Georgie had picked Matthew off her lap, and placed him on the roof floor. She was now sitting on her heels, in feral, cat-like stance.

For a moment, Jacci and Georgie simply eyeballed each other. Then Jacci lunged at Matthew.

Before Dayo could react, Jacci's head snapped back, and she clutched at her face. Blood poured from between her fingers, and Georgie lowered her fist. Dayo stood stunned and confused, unsure of the next move.

"Leave him alone." Georgie's voice was quiet, but commanding. "He's all I have left. If you try to hurt him, next time, I'll break your neck." Jacci said nothing, but gasped for air through her mouth. Bella placed her hand on her shoulder, and guided her to the edge of the roof to examine the damage. Dayo suddenly realised he'd been clenching his fists, and relaxed his hands. If the trucks didn't arrive soon, things could get out of hand. Jacci was not the calmest of people in the first place. She didn't want to be in the middle of the fighting, and this situation was obviously more than she could cope with. He also didn't doubt that if she threatened Matthew again, Georgie would make good on her threat to kill her.

The sounds of engines were like music to his ears-better than music. The noise was faint, but it was getting closer.

"Move, get down the stair way now!" He pushed Bella towards the fire escape, and helped Georgie get a grip under Matthews arms. But even in his weakened state, the boy seemed to realise the importance of moving fast, and Dayo turned his attention to Jacci.

"Come on, move Jacci. The trucks are here, we're getting out." She pushed past him, almost scrambling down the ladder.

Less than ten minutes later, they were stood on the last platform, suspended above an empty alleyway. Dayo could hear the trucks getting closer and closer.

"Sit down Matthew, it'll be safer for you to jump from there." Matthew shook his head at Dayo.

"It's ok. I'd rather just jump." Dayo nodded, not sure if he was impressed or worried.

"Ok then. Well get ready, here they come." Matthew braced himself, ready for the leap.

The first truck pulled up underneath and Michonnes head poked out from the drivers side. Her usually composed face looked uneasy, and Dayo felt another jolt of unease.

"Sayid was shot. People tried to steal the car. Zxander's circling the block to draw off the dead but I can only take two."

Dayo didn't even need to think. He gave Matthew a shove, sending him sprawling into the back of the truck. He then grabbed Bella and half pushed, half threw her in. She had barely landed when the truck sped off. He looked up the alley to see that they had already attracted some unwanted attention. His stomach knotted. Four would soon become a swarm of forty, maybe more. Zxander needed to hurry, else it really would end here.

As if summoned by him, the second truck sped down the alley, knocking over two of the monsters. Dayo turned to the girls.

"We need to jump together, we can't pause." He pushed Jacci and Georgie in front of him, and braced himself. Just as the truck started to slow under the platform, he gave the girls a push and jumped himself. He felt his foot connect with the truck and gripped onto the side. He glanced around to see if the girls had landed safely.

Neither of them were in the back of the truck.