Those are the same thing far too many times for Kate's comfort as well, but she can go over that thought later as the stomping up the stairs coming behind her lights a fire under her ass and she slips out the window right after Steph. Grabbing Steph by the arm, she drags her behind the house and into an alley far enough to not be seen, but close enough to see what the hell is going on in there.

By the sound of it, there's more than one pair of feet busting into the house. By the looks of the shadows moving around in the lit bathroom window, it's at least five. Kate's wondering if it's friend or foe, but that question is quickly answers by one guy who busts through the back door dressed in full Militia garb.

"We got lucky." If she was a cursing kind of girl, there would have been a few F-bombs in there.