Water Collection With Amy

"I want you and Amy to take the jeep and head down to the quarry," Shane said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys, quickly tossing them over to you, "Now all you gotta do is grab a few coolers, fill 'em, boil the water, then bring it back."

"Really Shane?" Amy said in a low voice,

Shane's eyes narrowed slightly, "Yes really, the water's important, and someone's gotta handle it. That gonna be a problem for ya?"

You were taken aback by just how little fuse Shane had, adding to the fact that this was before Rick arrived, you imagined living with him would be tough if not annoying. "It's fine Shane; we got it." You said in a firm tone while getting up, "C'mon Amy, let's go get the coolers."

"Yeah...alright." Amy coldly agreed while glaring at Shane,

You and Amy walked towards the far side of the wooded blend, gathering up coolers by everyone's tents, "You okay? Shane got a little heated with you," You asked the buxom blonde,

"I don't get why he thinks he can just talk to everyone like that. I get it, this whole thing sucks but just because he's pissy, we have to deal with it," Amy muttered back before taking out a sharp exhale, "I'm fine John, Shane's...Shane, and it's not even what's bugging me today."

"No?" You asked back as you both headed towards Shane's black jeep, "And what's bugging you?"

"Andrea leaving on the scavenging team," Amy immediately replied, her voice turning slightly sullen, "She's my sister John, and I don't want anything happening to her."

You let out a slow nod and took the coolers from Amy's hand, placing them in the back of the jeep's bed, "I wouldn't worry, Glenn's a pro out there, if she's safe with anyone, it's Glenn."

"I don't know...sounding out a group doesn't sound smart," Amy softly replied as she followed you to the front of the jeep, you get in the driver side while Amy got into the passenger seat, "We both know how packed the city is, and having so many there, someone could get left behind,"

You let out a half smirk, "If anyone's getting left behind it's Merle, not Andrea," You assured the almost perfectly filled out twenty-year-old,

"I wish I could believe that," Amy weakly laughed back, "But all I'm gonna do is worry all day,"

"Don't worry, I'll figure out ways to keep your mind busy in distracted," You replied with a winning smile as you started the car. Amy looked back at you and ever so slightly blushed as she returned the smile to you.