Cheech exclaimed, "Jesus, isn't there any way to keep her quiet?"
"Even seen a woman give birth?" Randolph raised his eyebrows.
"Well take it from me: she's gonna holler. She's gonna scream her head off. All we can do about it is fight off whatever hears her until they're ready to move again."
"When'll that be?"
"If they both come through healthy?" Randolph shrugged. "Few days. It'd be less, we had a doctor."
"Fuck," protested Cheech. "Look, here comes one already."
A zombie shambled down the street, coming for crying mother and child.
"I'll bring up some more ammo."