Just watch.

You sit there. Speechless.

The Zed jumps on Andrew's back. Luckily he is wearing so many layers that the Zed doesn't penetrate his skin. After he feels the Zed, he throws him over his shoulder and instantly pulls out his dagger and stabs it in the head.

"God dammit Garrett why didn't you say shit?" he questions

"Sorry, I was looking the other way..." you lie.

"Fucking shit" he tries to wipe the blood off his cloths with his hand. "Fucking Zeds...holy shit."

Garrett can't help but ponder the situation. Andy is a complete dick but maybe...just maybe you should help the team out. Andy gathers his belongings as you follow him towards the police station.

You followed Andy through the police station and were surprised to see not a single zed hanging around the police station. Finally Andy stopped at a large metal door and pulled out his keys once again. He unlocked the door and pulled it open inside the two of you found about half an armory full of guns and ammo.

"Well to be honest I expected less." Andy said and walked inside, "Here Garrett," Andy said and tossed you a duffel bag, "Ammo first than guns." Andy said to you than walked out of the room. You were slightly confused to why he was leaving but shrugged it off and started loading quickly.

You filled the first duffel to the brim of ammo at least seventy boxes of pistol ammo and about twenty five boxes of rifle and shotgun. Next you put in as many pistols as you could fit into that bag which turned out to be about fifteen. And the very last bit you were able to push two shotguns and rifles into the duffel than zip it up.

By the time you filled that duffel Andy still wasn't back yet. You got concerned so you pulled out your rifle and started to look around the police station. You started to hear what sounded like sniffling and heavy breathing. You walked towards it and saw Andy sitting at a desk holding a picture frame. He quickly noticed you and turned away from you, "Loaded up?" He asked wiping his face,

"Yeah." You said looking at him concerned,

"Good I'm gonna fill one up too. Than we can get the fuck outta here." Andy said than quickly walked past you.

You helped Andy fill one more bag and the two of you walked out with about five thousand rounds assorted and at least thirty guns. Andy drove back to the museum without incident and you knew better than to ask what he was crying about, as if he'd ever tell you. The two of you got inside and showed Scott what you retrieved, which he thanked you for immensely. Scott than gave you the choice to relax for the rest of the day or you could join another team on their missions.