The yelling outside had Kat on edge. She hadn't looked, trying to keep them from seeing her in case they looked towards the house. She swore under her breath multiple times, the kind of swearing that would make a sailor blush. If those idiots didn't quiet down they would-

A scream tore through the house, echoing through the empty rooms and could be clearly heard from those outside.
[color=7bcdc8]"SHIT!"[/color] Kat shouted herself and raced into the kitchen area and scooped up Grace. Kat always tried to time it so that she was in the room with Grace when she awoke because if the baby woke up alone she got scared and screamed bloody murder until her mother appeared.
As she comforted the sobbing baby Kat knew there was no way the morons outside hadn't heard it. Holding her baby in one hand, she held up her shotgun with the other and went to the door. She could shoot, but she could slam the butt of the shot gun into anyone who tried to come through the door.

Grace was blubbering but had stopped screaming, large tears rolling down her plump cheeks.
[color=7bcdc8]"You assholes woke my baby,"[/color] Kat snarled loud enough for anyone close to the door to hear. [color=7bcdc8]"I should shoot you for that alone. Keep moving or I'll change my mind and do just that!"[/color]

Kat was beyond pissed. When you were a mother [b]NO ONE[/b] woke your baby.