Fear The Walking Dead (1x1)

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia closed her eyes, trying to think of something else, something other than the fact that she was lying on a garage floor bleeding out, waiting on a complete stranger to help her. She hated this, having to completely rely on someone she'd just met. Someone she wasn't sure yet that she could trust.
Something banged on the garage door. The thumps were continuous, so she decided that it must be a walker. More bangs sounded, telling her that there was more than one outside. Something scrapped against the wall, and then the banging came from the side door from outside. The walkers thumped on the door, and she saw a sliver of outside from the gap between the door and the wall as the walkers slowly pushed the door open.
"Troy!" she yelled, panicked. The walkers pushed the door open further and she saw one of the walkers' heads. "Troy!"

[Light Bringer]

The blade had just begun heating up enough when Troy heard the panicked yells. He left the machete there before running back into the garage. "Damn it." He muttered before running straight to Malia. "You think you can walk to the kitchen? Or do you need me to carry you?" He asked, placing his hand on her shoulder as he crouched beside her. He couldn't get rid of all those walkers without attracting more, they would also eventually get through no matter how hard he tried to stop them. He needed to get Malia into the kitchen, cauterize the wound, and get the hell out of there.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

"I---I don't know."
She leaned her weight against Troy to help her stand, and once she stood up, she tested her foot. It hurt too much to put any weight on it.
"I need your help to get there," she admitted, knowing that while she didn't like it, she wouldn't be able to reach the kitchen by herself.

[Light Bringer]

Troy glanced over at the door where the walkers were almost in, he wrapped one arm around Malia. "Come on, we have to hurry! Lean against me"

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia gritted her teeth through the pain. Leaning on Troy, she limped to the kitchen with his help. She pulled out a chair and slumped onto it.

[Light Bringer]

When Malia was sitting down, Troy made sure to go back and lock the garage door. He then came back and grabbed his machete off of the stove, switching the stove off, before walking over to Malia. "You ready?"

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia was resting her forehead on the table, feeling lightheaded. When Troy asked if she was ready, though, she lifted her head and lied, "Definitely."
She gripped the table and forced herself to stand.

[Light Bringer]

"Lay yourself down or something. This is going to hurt a lot, I don't want you fainting and hurting yourself any more than you already are." Troy said, standing beside Malia in case she did faint.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Grimacing, she lied down on the floor. She clenched her teeth together and told him "Just get it over with."

[Light Bringer]

Troy nodded his head mutely before moving the blade down to her ankle and pressing the burning metal against her still bleeding wounds.