They hadn't been able to move the car, especially since Leon was the only one who could move anything. Rebecca wasn't able to put much pressure on her ankle, and Claire still seemed very weak, tired, and pissed off about something. After wasting twenty minutes trying to push the car, they had finally realized that they could open both doors and go right through it.

They now walked down the street, heading for Madison Square Garden. Not a word had been spoken since they'd gotten out, which made Rebecca feel very uncomfortable. Leon was carrying her in a piggy-back again, since Claire was walking ahead and not waiting, which made it impossible for her to keep up with her twisted ankle. She could tell this bothered Claire, but wasn't sure why she was getting so mad.

"Whoa, stop!" she yelled out.

Claire froze in place and stared ahead at a crowd of zombies standing in the middle of the road. She shook her head, knowing if Rebecca hadn't said stop, she probably would've kept going without even noticing. Pay attention, idiot, she thought to herself. She brought the gun up, but Leon stopped her by putting his hand on her shoulder.

"Don't, there has to be a way around them. Besides, the gunshots-"

Claire fired a round right between a zombie's eyes. The others all turned their heads towards them, and several more stepped out from alleys and shops.

"...might attract more," Leon finished, sighing.

Claire blinked and looked around at all the zombies, then back to Leon. "I'm sorry," she said.

Rebecca hopped over and stood next to them, looking around. "I think we need a plan, and fast," she said.

"Here's a plan," Leon said, turning to Claire. "Stop being careless!" he said.

Claire glared at him, turned, and started firing rounds into the zombies' heads. Once the gun emptied, she pulled out another magazine from her belt and reloaded as fast as she could, and kept firing.

It seemed like every zombie she killed multiplied into three, and in no time they were surrounded.

"Great...NOW what?" asked Leon.

Claire sighed, lowering the empty handgun. "I'm out," she said.

The sound of a shotgun snapped them all back to the moment. They looked over to see Chris and Barry, shooting the zombies one by one. When Barry reloaded, Jill took over with her own gun, and Barry did the same for Chris. In no time, all of the zombies in the area were dead. Chris sighed in relief, and they walked over to the other three. "So glad you guys made it!" he said.

Claire turned and glared at Leon again. "What did you mean by careless? Try warning me a little faster next time!" she said.

"Why the hell would I need to warn you? You've been through this shit so many times already, I figured you'd be smart enough to hold fire when there aren't more than three or four!" said Leon.

"Are you calling me stupid?" she asked.

Barry ran to Rebecca and helped her sit on a curb while Jill and Chris ran to the other two. "What the hell's going on?" Chris asked, standing next to Claire.

Leon shrugged. "Ask your sister, she's been pissed off at us since the fall," he said.

Chris blinked and looked to Claire. "Why? What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing happened," she said.

"So why are you pissed off?" Jill asked.

Chris looked back up to Leon. "What did you do?" he asked.

"What? I didn't do anything! She passed out, and when she woke up again she was mad at me and Rebecca!" he said.

Chris looked back to Claire. "You passed out? What happened?" he asked.

Claire shook her head and stormed off down the road. Chris and Leon both stepped forward to follow her, but Jill held her hands up to stop them. "I'll go," she said, turning to follow Claire.

Leon sighed. "I really don't know what her problem is," he said.

Chris grabbed Leon by the shirt-collar and pulled him close. "Maybe you're the problem, Kennedy! I swear, if you did something to hurt Claire and I find out about it, you're a dead man!" he said.

"Chris, he didn't do anything!" Rebecca said. "I think I know what's going on."

He turned and looked at her, waiting. She took in a deep breath, and smiled faintly. "I could barely walk, so Leon offered a piggy-back. From that point on, Claire started acting weird...almost like she was jealous," she said.

Barry laughed. "That makes sense; she's obviously into the boy," he said.

Chris glared at Barry. "It's not funny," he said, letting Leon go.

Barry grinned. "Oh, come on, you know I'm right! Besides, she wouldn't have anything to be jealous about, right?" he asked, grinning at Rebecca.

"That's what I thought," she said.

Leon looked towards the direction in which Claire and Jill had gone. "Maybe I should go talk to her," he said, sighing.

"Oh no you don't" warned Chris. "Until I know exactly what happened between you two in Raccoon City, you're keeping your distance just like I said."

"Look, I know you don't like me, but you only have yourself to blame if anything had happened in Raccoon. If you'd taken a freaking minute and called your sister to let her KNOW you wouldn't be in town, well, maybe she wouldn't of gone out there in the middle of the night and gotten involved in any of this," said Leon.

Chris walked up to him and stood right in front of Leon. "That's none of your business," he warned.

Leon stood his ground. "It became my business the second I ran into her," he said. "I mean, hey, SOMEONE had to keep an eye on her, right?"

Chris stared at him for only a second more, before raising his fist into Leon's face, knocking him to the ground.

"Chris, we don't have time for this crap!" Barry yelled out.

Leon quickly got back up to his feet and ran at Chris, tackling him. He didn't knock him down, but within a minute they were sending punches, kicks, and occasional head-butts at one another.

It didn't take more than a few minutes for Jill to understand why Claire had been so upset. She'd offered to talk to Leon about it, but Claire insisted that she would do it herself.

They were walking back to the group now, Claire dragging behind Jill. It was fortunate that they hadn't seen any zombies along the way, mostly because neither of them had a gun.

Claire looked up at the sound of yelling, and looked at Jill, who nodded and broke into a run. Claire followed, and once they turned the corner they saw Leon pinned down by Chris, blocking several punches.

"Chris!" yelled Jill, running forward. She nearly tackled him off Leon, pushing him away as he tried going back towards the boy.

Claire ran to Leon's side and crouched down, concerned. "What the hell happened?" she asked.

Rebecca had pretty much been letting them fight it out, while Barry had gone inside to clear out an area for them to camp in, since night was coming soon.

"Leon provoked Chris," said Rebecca.

Jill looked at her, then to Barry who was walking back with a shotgun over his shoulder. "And you didn't think it'd be smart to stop them?" she asked.

Barry shrugged. "Seemed like a better idea to just let them fight it out," he said with a half-smile.

Jill shook her head and looked over to Leon as he stood up. "What did you do to make him so pissed off?" she asked. Chris went to speak, but Jill smacked her hand over his mouth. "You'll get your turn," she said.

Leon rubbed a forming-bruise on his arm. "I'm just sick of seeing him try to be so controlling," he said.

Claire stood up as well, taking a step away from him. "So you guys started fighting because you think Chris is being 'controlling'? That's stupid," she said.

"He hit me first," Leon said.

"Why?" asked Jill.

"Because he won't...he just won't let anyone make their own decisions," he said, looking away.

Jill looked at Chris and sighed. "I thought I told you, whatever happens let it," she said.

"If something bad happened, she'd only be getting hurt again and I won't let it," said Chris, glancing over to Claire. "Not again."

Claire raised a brow, looking at Chris. "I'm missing something, aren't I..." she said.

Leon grabbed her arm. "Hey, can I talk to you in private for a second? It's about earlier," he said.

She rolled her eyes and looked over to Jill, who nodded, and turned back to Leon. "Fine," she said, following him into the building. "But I need to talk to you as well."

Jill had to hold Chris' arm to stop him from following them. "They really need to talk alone, Chris," she said. "Barry secured the area, and Leon's armed anyways so they'll be fine."

Chris sighed. "I don't like this," he said.

Jill grinned, looking to the building. "Too bad," she said. She looked back to Barry and Rebecca and smiled. "I guess we can camp out here for awhile, right? If anything shows up, it'll be from only one direction and we'll be able to deal with it," she said.

Barry nodded, but Rebecca looked uncertain. "How long do you think they'll be in there?" she asked.

Jill shrugged. "Claire seemed really mad, and I know she'll have a lot of things to talk to him about," she said. "She told me what she heard."

"I feel kind of bad," Rebecca said, looking down. "I replayed the conversation Leon and I had in my head, and realized that from a third point-of-view it would sound entirely different...but he was talking about her!" she said.

Chris looked at Jill, then Rebecca. "What conversation? What exactly happened down there?" he asked.

Barry grinned and walked over to Chris, patting him on the back. "I'm with you on this, buddy. I'd like to know what kind of drama we missed out on THIS time!" he said.

They sat down and Rebecca pulled out the sandwich bag, joining them. Jill took one final look around as Rebecca started the story from the point where they fell through the street...

**Well then...I know I say this a lot, but this time I'm sure of it; I am going to attempt something I've never done, which will most likely piss off a lot of people, but I don't care anymore!

-Ron was writing a crack-story one night, and I thought it was awesome so I asked him for an idea I could use to write one of my own. He said "A pool party", so I started off with that idea, but one thing led to another, and I dragged on and on, and in case you've never noticed I tend to do that, and eventually the story brought me to where I am now; a fucking writer's block!

-I'm running out of ideas, and the usual stuff I do has already happened in here! (Zombies, constant Claire-abuse, making fun of Chris, sandwich jokes...) Seriously, I'm out!

So then, the next chapter will present you something I've never had happened before, and if it angers any of you I'm sorry! Okay! I'M SORRY! (But really, I'm not sorry )**