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at the open truck door, desperately
grabbing for me. I turn, pressing my back against Jake, and start
kicking the awful thing with my cast. His mouth comes down hard and
fast on my cast. I see - and hear - a couple of his teeth pop out.
    He moves his mouth
down my cast, looking for something he can chew on. When he gets
almost to the top of my foot, I remember I have toes down there. Bare toes down there! I jerk my leg out of his grasp and fast as lighting,
slam the bottom of my foot into his face. He falls back, giving me
just enough time to throw by body across the seat and slam the door
shut.
    My eyes search
wildly for Will, and I finally see him at the top of the bank stairs
- his sword out and ready. Even the runners can't quite manage to
climb the stairs, though not from lack of trying. I whip my body
around to Jake, the incredible terror causing me to shake, and my
mind flies in a hundred different directions looking for a way to
save Will. Jake grabs me and pulls me to him.
    "Canada, calm
down! We'll get him out of this, I promise."
    I start crying like
an idiot, the emotions I'm feeling are too much. I
can't think of a single thing to help my husband. There are just too many
zombies!
    Jake crushes me
against his chest, then with a palm on both sides of my face, he
looks intently into my eyes. "We are going to get him out of
there. Do you understand me?" His voice is so sure - so strong -
that I believe every word. I nod my head, and the next thing I know,
his lips are crushing my own. I jerk away from him, and the terror is
now replaced with anger.
    "You stupid
asshole! What the hell do you think you're doing!" I scream and
hit him in the chest.
    He grabs my hand
before I can hit him again, and grins at me.
    That's right. He
frikken grinned at me!
    "I was getting
Canada, my amazing little badass, back."
    "You're an
insane son of a bi― Oh."
    I get it now.
    I look back at Will
to make sure he's still ok - and hadn't seen the kiss - but he's
looking right at us.
    Of course he is!
Great. Just frikken great. I'll deal with that later, not now.
    Jake and I quickly
come up with a plan, then Jake moves to the top of the truck and I
slide under the wheel. When I hear Jake's fist bang on the roof, I
back the truck up, turn the wheels to the right, and jump the curb. I
drive across the sidewalk until I get to the stairs, where I then
back the truck into the space between the bank and the post office
next door.
    So what if a few
bodies were run over in the process?
    Will climbs up onto
the railing and hesitates when Jake offers a hand to help him up. I
hold my breath and watch as Will chooses not to touch Jake, and
climbs up all on his own. I hear some swearing, some grunts, and the
thuds of fists meeting flesh. I scream at them to stop being idiots
and to get inside... then they can kill each other.
    They don't hear me
- or don't care - so I have to climb over the seat and stand on one
foot to see them through the opening in the roof. Will's on top of
Jake with his hands around Jake's neck; Jake is lying on the roof
with his own hands squeezing Will's throat. Both of their faces are
bright red and both are going to kill each other.
    I'm gonna kill
them myself, I swear!
    I scream at them to
stop, but they ignore me. The truck is rocking now from the zombies,
and I'm just waiting for the idiotic men on the roof to go rolling
off the side. Even though I'm pissed off, I'm also scared. I don't
want anything to happen to them, obviously. So I pull myself up unto
the roof... somehow .
With all that weight from the cast - not to mention my own weight -
it takes me awhile. I finally make it up, but I have to lay on the
roof for a few seconds to get my breath back.
    When I can breathe
and move, I turn over and crawl to the guys, and find them both
passed out. I shake my head, disgusted with these two full-grown
morons. They're both breathing, although a little rough, but they're
alive. After the fourth slap Will finally wakes up - and