Carl nodded in understanding at Todd and replied, “Yes, praying for those we have lost offers consolation. The Lord comforts those who seek Him in their time of need. The end of days may be upon us, but He will never abandon His children.”<br/><br/>Silence ensued for several long seconds, before Caitlin said, “I remember your mother Rebecca... I wasn't very close to her since we worked at different floors, but she was always very friendly and helpful. I remember her as a cheerful and strong-willed woman. I'm sorry for your loss.”<br/><br/>Hearing Caitlin talk about her mother like this, made Rebecca sniff, several tears billowed down her cheeks, as Tony did his best to comfort her. Caitlin thought she was a very brave girl, she had lost all her family, while Caitlin was an only child and her parents were still alive. They were probably worried sick about her, but at least they were spared from this horrible fate.<br/><br/>Another minute of silence followed, everybody seemed lost in their own thoughts, remembering all those who died so recently. There had been so many deaths lately, so little survivors. Those who were fortunate enough to still be alive were cursed with the burden of horrible memories. Loved ones, friends, family... All gone.<br/><br/>Caitlin let a deep sigh escape from her lips. Though it was good to remember the dead, they were still alive and if they wanted to stay so, they'd better search for supplies and a safe place to stay.<br/><br/>“Perhaps best if we first figure out what we want to do next, before everybody runs off to scavenge for supplies?” Caitlin asked, her eyes going over everybody in the group, holding their gaze for a second.<br/><br/>“I don't think that we'll survive very long with the limited amount of weapons and ammo that we have. No matter where we'll go to, we're bound to run into more zombies, remaining gangs, other survivors or perhaps even the military. I'm in favor of helping Chris find his friend and arm ourselves better while we're at it, but it'd be stupid if all of us go. Sam, for example, shouldn't even be moving around very much with that leg of hers and, no offense Carl, but I think some of us also lack the stamina that's required,” Caitlin continued, looking at Samantha and Carl.<br/><br/>Carl's face turned into a scowl, but then he seemed to consider the wisdom in Caitlin's words and the scowl left his face.<br/><br/>“I suppose you're right yes,” Carl replied with a deep sigh, “I am not as young as the rest of you and I am not up for a lot of running around. So what do you suggest?”<br/><br/>“Well, depending on if everybody agrees,” Caitlin started, this time only looking at the adults, “I want to suggest that Carl and the teenagers hole up in a safe place and guard the fort, so to speak, while the rest of us go with Chris and attempt to rescue Zeke, while also getting better weapons and more ammunition. Between the four of us we have two trained law enforcement officers, one man who knows how to shoot with a hunting rifle and me, a nurse. I may not be the best shooter around, but I'm very stealthy, can defend myself and Zeke will likely need medical attention.”<br/><br/>Looking around for confirmation, Caitlin asked, “What do you all think of that idea? Gather supplies first, then create a safe place to stay and after that help Chris with rescuing Zeke? I know you're all scared and rather not risk your life, but helping one another is the one of those things that separates us from those zombies. Additionally we have a good chance for getting guns and ammo, which we'll both need if we want to survive for a longer time.”