Jerry was at peace where he was on the couch. He felt comfort in this farm house where he knew no zombie would come around. There weren't many people that would come to the farmlands. People were often seen in the city of New York, never the open fields. But, you never know, sometimes you find people out here.  As for now, there was just that. Jerry heard the sound of a gun go off from outside and he immediately woke up, getting up off the couch as quick as he could. "Crap..." he said quietly as he crouched down and made his way towards a window, pulling the curtain back slowly, he could make out a figure walking around, searching.<span style="font-style: italic">Who is that?</span>he thought, looking closer. She seemed to have a gun, if she was going to be hostile, he would have to be prepared as well. Reaching behind him, he pulled out a Glock that was tucked into his belt, and slowly but quietly opened the door. He hoped that he would not have to shoot her, but she was hostile, he would show no mercy. Although, Emma was upstairs, he didn't want to have her witness anymore deaths, not today.<br/><br/>He made sure to follow the girl, hiding everywhere he could to make sure he wasn't spotted. All he would have to do is put her on the spot, find out who she was, what she was doing here. If he could get the info out of her, he could determine what to do with her. All the thoughts were messing up his mind right now, but he was going to do what he could to stay alive. Besides, it was just him and Emma anyways. If this girl isn't hostile, then maybe he wouldn't worry so much with having another person to be around. With that, Jerry kept following her. Once he got close enough, he placed the gun up to the back of her head, the cold barrel of the gun touching her. "Put the gun down, and tell me why you're here. What are you doing way out here, and how did you get here?" Ask this much, and he may just as well get enough answers. "If you don't answer, I'll shoot you.. You don't want to make me do that, so just answer the questions."<br/><br/>He was being calm when he spoke so he wasn't going to frighten her too much. But he wanted answers to understand what to do with this girl. He knew Emma would be watching them, since that gunshot of course would wake her up. Just by looking from the corner of his eye up towards her room, he could see her standing by the window, staring at him and the girl. She was watching them both very closely, wondering what they would do. Hopefully, no shots would be exchanged between the two.