The Universe's Mixer

Gwen was firing off shot after shot in order to keep running. She had been doing runs of supplies for various hiding places between the new possible hub she had found and the main streets and was running on nothing much by this point. "Ok, make 2 more supply drops and high tail it back to that shop I located, Jack you better contact me. I am starting to worry" she hissed as a massive mirgaine was forming. She dove into what looked like a police box, that alone struck her as very odd as her hand went for her gun. "Ok, hide out for a bit and then make those last two runs" she decided as she fished for her meds.

Her cell phone lay in pieces a few feet away as Jo steadied herself. She had probably completely lied to Dean. Her, staying out of trouble? That was just not going to happen, and against her better judgment, she had gone out without telling him. And a few hours later, despite her promise that she would call him, it just wasn't possible, given that her cell phone was nothing more than a few pieces of metal and plastic on the sidewalk. The other pieces were currently sticking out of the hand of one zombie. And that zombie was walking right toward her, looking like the dumb thing that it was. Yep, that was Jo, and for the life of her, she was not about to die because she was a zombie. No ma'am, no way, no how.

Raising up her shotgun to eye level, Jo steadied her arm, as bruised and bleeding as it was. There was probably nothing more appetizing to a zombie right then than Jo's arm, and for the life of her, she hated it. Without a word, she aimed right for the spot between his eyes. Her arm, however, was not doing so good. In the end, she shot him in the nose, and he took it as all zombies did. But going until they stopped. Forcing her arm up again, she hit him again in between the eyes, watching as it fell on top of what was left of her phone. Jo grimaced, stepping over it and running on. Her attempts at finding help had so far failed. The outcome wasn't looking all that great.

"Dean's going to kill me for this one. Dammit!"

Checking her shotgun, she belatedly realized that she only had a few rounds left for her shotgun.

"Double dammit."