Heather turned back to the TV when it was turned on, but made sure to stay as close to Jake as possible. Her back was pressed up against his torso, with her more or less ensuring that his large arms practically hung over her shoulder. The girl held onto one of his forearms as the near famous local news caster was clearly in a distraught mood. Him fearing for his family rang a few bells for the brunette. Mom. Dad. Jim. They were all out there, somewhere, doing what the can to survive. They wouldn't want her to worry about them. She would find them again. It was important to stay alive so she could find them again.<br/><br/>Closing her eyes, Heather willed the thoughts of her family out of her head. Her hands squeezed Jake's arm softly, in a way silently asking for support while telling him that she would be there for him, too. Zombie apocalypses do strange things to people...<br/><br/>The blonde had suggested that they move on to her home, not just for a slumber party, but to find a key to a cabin out in the wilderness. It didn't seem like a bad idea at all, but they were already a ways out from the city. Traffic would be a shit deal, there was no telling how bad the zombies were down there. Maybe it was something to keep in mind for the future.<br/><br/>Lexi didn't so much contribute in ideas as she did in emotion. It was clear that the phone call she got put her in distress. Family in trouble; someone important to her, anyway. Heather wanted so desperately to walk over and tell her that this isn't the same game they were playing earlier today. Life has changed for the worse in a way that none of them could imagine. She stopped only when the cop spoke about what they needed to do, finishing it off with lending a supporting hand to Lexi. The brunette was almost sure that the girl with the cheeky English accent wasn't going to be satisfied with that.<br/><br/>Heather practically squirmed her way out of Jake's soft embrace, more so because of his size than him actually putting effort into it. The brunette moved to hold the girl in a firm hug, nothing less than how a sister would hug another. Heather could tell that this was a strong girl - one with a lot of passion and drive. She'll make it through.<br/><br/>"Don't worry about that. It's not up to you." She wasn't going to mince words, but she wasn't going to be brutally honest, either. "They might not even turn. Okay? Just focus on surviving. Focus on us. Focus on yourself. It's all that matters now." Heather was whispering into the girl's one ear at this point, their heads side-by-side in their hug. With another firm squeeze, she pulled away but kept her arms on the girl's hips.<br/><br/>"We're all in this together, now. I can't be strong for anyone... but I know you can..."