Offer to help

"Look, I'm not a superman, but maybe I can help you out." The words leave your lips without hesitation, and you wonder if it was the right thing to say.

"Thank you," Gwen looks into your eyes, tears forming in hers. She holds you tighter, almost posessively. "Come on. It's not safe here."

Gwen releases you from her arms and takes your hand. She squeezes it softly, before bending down to pick up her flashlight. As she bends over, you catch a lovely view of her backside, and an image of sliding yourself into her comes to mind. You quickly banish the thought, as she illuminates your path and leads you through the corridors.

You move quickly, but quietly. The path she leads you on is one of the more treacherous, with huge amounts of debris littering the area. Probably why they hid down this way, you reflect, taking in the devastation.

Finally, Gwen stops at a pair of double doors. She looks to the left and right, then finally back at you. She holds up one hand in a cautionary gesture.

"Don't do anything sudden. Okay?" She looks at the door nervously.

"Why?" you ask innocently.

"We started doing watches at all hours. Just in case. So right now there's a nervous woman with a gun, pointing it at the door." She raises her fist and bangs on the doors, two quick pounds followed by three quick taps. She waits a moment, then pushes open the door.

"I've got a friend!" she shouts into doorway. You can see that the doorway is illuminated by a flashlight, but you cannot see past the light to see who is shining it.

"Are you sure?" Another feminine voice shouts back. It comes from beyond the door, and sounds a bit nervous to you.

"Totally!" Responds Gwen, and gestures for you to show yourself.

Carefully, you peek your head around the door, and wave. You put on what you hope is a nice disarming smile. When no bullet pierces your brain, you are greatly relieved.

"Hey, he's cute!" The voice is different from the last one, and sounds a bit tired, as if just awakened.