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been doing this for thousands of years.
    Walking back to Dana she took a calming breath when she saw Frank talking to her. When she got within hearing distance she noticed he was being nice.
    “Okay, Dana, I’m Frank. How long have you been having the pain?”
    “Every five minutes or so,” she panted.
“Okay, that’s good, the baby’s going to be here soon, are you ready?”
    “Yeah, where’s Clare?”
    “I’m right here.”
    Placing the papers and bottled water on the ground, she watched as the rough and tough biker turned into a nice guy with a soothing voice and calm demeanour. He led Clare and Dana through the breathing exercises, told Dana when to push, and then all of a sudden he was holding their baby girl.
    He held her at an angle, cleared her throat and waited for her to let out a cry before handing her to Dana. The two women looked down at their daughter in pure awe.
    Frank took out his pocket knife and focused on sterilizing it with his lighter. He looked up cut the cord, tied it off and pressed Dana’s belly so the rest of the placenta would come out.
    Clare looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
    “I was a medic in the army, that’s why strategy isn’t my strong point.”
    Clare looked away, not caring at the moment; she looked down at her daughter.
    “Sydney,” she said.
    “We’re not calling her that.”
    Clare just smiled as she wiped down the baby with one of the shirts from their bag. Then she took off her coat and wrapped the baby in it.
    “We have a family now.” Clare stroked the head of the infant.
    “Yeah we do.” Dana smiled.
    Clare sighed, she loved that smile.
    A banging at the delivery doors on the main floor got their attention. The zombies were breaking through.
    “Dana, let me go see what’s happening, I’ll be right back.”
    Dana didn’t look happy, but nodded.
    Clare stood next to Frank looking out the window. The barricade worked to a degree, it stopped more zombies from approaching the delivery doors, but there were now over a dozen trapped between the barricade and the doors to the warehouse.
    Dana sat in the corner looking at her new baby. Clare pulled out her cell phone, even though there was no reception, the camera still worked. She took a picture of the sweet moment. Then in a moment of impulse she went over and took a picture of the three of them and shoved the phone into Dana’s bag.
    Something told her it was important to commemorate the moment. Clare pushed away the bad feeling to get back to the matter at hand, protecting her family.
    “You know we’re going to have to go out there and fight them to get at the fuel tank, and push the dumpster.” Frank stood there and looked at her as he spoke.
    Clare glanced to her side and was shocked to see Frank. She didn’t think he cared one way or the other.
    “Thanks for helping. I didn’t get a chan-”
    He waved her off. “Whatever, we still need weapons and a plan. I only have two shots left in my gun, and I’d rather save it for later in case we have any other people getting ready to alter among us.”
    Clare thought for a minute then an idea came to her.
    “We’re in a warehouse full of boxes and crates. Create a barrier in here, block access to the upper level, then open the doors and let the zombies in. As they enter, Thomas can sneak out with protection and rig the fuel tank to spray the other zombies with gas behind the barricade. Then we light them up, easy.”
    “Assuming he agrees to do it and doesn’t wuss out.”
    “He won’t, another group needs to push the dumpster at the same time so it blocks any other zombies from entering the loading area. Those left will be responsible for doing whatever they can to kill the infected that enter the warehouse, we use the chains to trip them , piping to hit them, anything we can to get them down and crush their heads.”
    “Might work, but you’re assuming a lot about these people, not all of them are going to be willing to get their hands dirty,