"Oh great. Perfect timing." Parker said annoyance clear in his voice.
"Oh for god's sake. It's not like they can chase us or anything!" Teekay yelled as she pushed past them, narrowly avoiding being bitten.
"Teekay! Wait!" Parker protested as he shoved past the zombies who clawed at his clothes and hair.
Teekay wasn't listening. She was responding to Keith's radio broadcast.
"This is Weak Link, reporting from the second floor. Parker and I are on the way."
"You really need a new call sign." Parker announced as they ascended the stairs.
"I dunno. I kinda like Weak Link. It's truthful, and it sounds sorta cool." She said as they reached the third floor.
"Jesus." Teekay muttered, "Quint! Keith! You in there?!"
"We're here!" Quint called, "Hurry up! We can't hold em' off for much longer!"
"Parker, use the decoys."
Parker nodded and threw a few B.O.W. decoys at the pack of Hunters. Most of them were dealt with quickly, and the rest were easy to shoot down.
Teekay and Parker ran over to Quint and Keith. Keith was bleeding heavily.
"I, I don't know what happened. One minute he was standing, healthy as anything. The next minute, he was on the ground. Bleeding." Quint said worriedly.
Teekay located a bullet wound on Keith's thigh.
"It looks like, he's been shot." She said confusedly.
"Shot? That's impossible. By who? By what?" Quint asked.
"I don't know. But it's bleeding pretty badly. We need to apply pressure to the wound. Immediately."
"Well, what do you suggest?"
Teekay pulled of her bullet-proof vest and Guns N' Roses T-shirt to reveal a Whiskey-A-Go-Go singlet underneath. She pulled her vest back over her head and scrunched the T-shirt into a ball.
"You owe me Keith. I paid good money for this shirt." She joked. Keith smiled weakly.
"We have to keep moving. It's not exactly safe here." Parker looked over his shoulder as he said this, as if he was waiting for some unknown danger.
"Yeah, but what about Keith? He can barely stand."
"I think I'll be ok." Keith replied as Teekay strapped the shirt to his leg with her belt. Quint helped him to his feet. He managed to stand, for about two seconds.
"It's no good." Teekay said sadly, "He needs proper medical attention."
"I'll be fine. Really." Keith reassured them as he leaned against Quint, "If worse comes to worst, you can leave me behind."
"Not happening." Quint said firmly.
Another wave of Hunters scampered down the stairwell.
"Crap! We gotta keep moving!" Teekay yelled.
Keith forced himself to move, knowing Quint wouldn't go anywhere until he did. Sure enough, Quint followed him down the hallway, while Parker and Teekay dealt with the Hunters.
After dealing with the six attacking Hunters, they followed Quint and Keith down the hall, opening the first door they came to.
The room seemed innocent enough. It looked like a half decent place to rest for a while, and discuss their next strategy.
"What's the plan Parker man?" Teekay asked as Keith slumped down in an armchair.
"I don't know. We should regroup with Raymond and Jessica. They could get ambushed just as easily as Quint and Keith did."
Teekay nodded.
"I agree. I think we should tackle this place one floor at a time. It'll take longer, but it's safer. I think we should also see if we can contact HQ. Maybe request some back up. Or we could just blast this whole place to pieces from the air, like you wanted to. Whatever you choose, we need to regroup."
"I'll talk to Raymond."
"I'll see if there's any medical supplies in the bathroom."
"Ok. Be careful."
Teekay wondered into the bathroom, finding enough medical supplies to keep pain and fever at bay for days. Thousands of boxes of Painkillers, Band-Aids, Sea sickness tablets and throat lozenges decorated the one medical cupboard.
She returned to the room in high spirits.
"I found some pain killers. I doubt they'll really do a lot of good, but it's all we've got. And for some reason, you won't believe this, there was a typewriter in there too! I mean, what the hell?"
After hunting under the beds and in the room's small kitchenette, they had more ammo, knives and several boxes of matches.
"Raymond, come in Raymond. Can you hear me?"
No reply.
"I hope he's ok. For god's sake Keith, keep your fluids up. Dehydration's the last thing you need." Teekay instructed.
"Try to get in contact with Jessica." Quint suggested.
"She won't like the idea of taking Keith with us. She'll wanna leave him behind." Teekay reminded them.
"Yeah well, it's time she learned she won't always get her way." Parker said bitterly, "Jessica, can you hear me? Jessica come in."
"Forgive me for sounding... suspicious, but maybe leaving Jessica alone with anyone was a bad idea." Teekay said as she filled her pockets with matchsticks and painkillers.
"Yeah. Maybe. We need to go find them. They could be in serious danger."
Parker looked over at Quint and Keith. They weren't going anywhere for a while.
"That T-shirt needs changing. Maybe they have bathrobes in the closet."
"Careful. You have no idea what's in there."
"I know." Teekay said as she pulled open the big wooden doors. Nothing but bathrobes and towels.
"Towels! Perfect!"
Teekay dealt with Keith's leg again.
"How does that feel?" She asked.
"Tight." Keith replied, wincing.
"Good."
"We have to go find them. Now." Parker said firmly.
Teekay nodded.
"You guys can stay here. Rest. Keep warm and keep your fluids up. Quint, if you can see blood coming through that towel, it needs changing. Keith, move around as little as possible."
They both nodded as Parker and Teekay left.
"They were working on the fourth floor, right?" Teekay asked.
"Yeah."
"When those Hunters were on the stairwell, they were going down. They were coming from the fourth floor."
"Oh, great."
Sure enough, there were a few more Hunters on the stairwell.
"I hate to say this, but it was pretty smart of Jessica to take the elevator." Parker admitted.
"Yeah... almost like she knew."