Chapter 9

Months later found Reba and a brown haired man driving back to her house. The boy was a local who was heading over to Maine for college, but had heard that Reba needed some help moving that way so he offered to help out and drive the U-Haul, of their things over as the kids stayed with a friend in the new house. The red head sat in the passenger seat as they slowly pulled up the now cleared street to her driveway. Once the moving truck was parked she closed her eyes and fought back the tears and images that burned behind her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes and went to open the door. The brown haired boy they had sent to help her out was already there and opened it for her. The red head smiled at the nineteen year old as he helped her maneuver herself out of the truck. It had been eight months since the last of the monsters were caught and destroyed. Now Reba was round with the twins that Buzzard had left for her, the boy walked behind her not saying a word as she slowly walked up to the front door. The bodies may have been removed but the blood stains were still there and with the flashes of the images Reba had seen will forever haunt her. Taking a deep breath Reba slowly opened the door. Tears sprang to her eyes as she saw the dark stains left by Brock's blood on the carpet and couch.
"What would you like to keep ma'am?" the boy asked.
"All the pictures, first. Every photo and photo book from every room... I-I just need a minute." Reba answered. Swept up in memory all she could do was whisper. He nodded his head then went about collecting all of the photos off the walls and the photo books. He carefully placed them in bubble wrap and into the boxes. Reba slowly walked around the house one hand placed on the side of her stomach as if trying to keep the little ones from seeing the horrific scenes before her and the images that played in her mind.
It took them five hours, but soon they had all Reba wanted to save into the truck. All the personal items from everyone of the family members. And the photos. Reba wanted to keep the couch but the boy had managed to tall her out of it. The blood stains would never come out and she agreed that Henry didn't need it to be in the new house. They also had Barbra Jean's beanie baby collection and Brock's golf clubs. Once going over everything the brown haired boy helped Reba back into the truck. Before hoping in the driver side himself. He went to put the truck in reverse but froze. A question that burned his mind since he agreed to help the woman.
"if you don't mind me asking, what happened?" he said as he looked to her. She looked to him at the sudden question.
"We were attacked by dinosaurs. Two t-rexes first then little man eaters chased us out. All but four of us were wiped out by the rexes. My ex husband who had lost his leg during the attack. His son, and our granddaughter and grandson were hiding in the house. Then his wives brother came in to help us get out. But Brock stayed behind when the tiny meat eaters came through. He held them off long enough for us to get out. Then we drove to towards the New Mexican boarder but stalled out and found a man named Hank. He let us stay in the cellar of his gas station. Until the dinosaurs started to move. Hank and Buzzard died holding the monsters off, my granddaughter..." Reba paused and the tears blocked her throat for a moment. She had been fighting them since she started the story. She looked to her hands as the rested on top of her stomach. "...their was nothing I could have done...she was snatched up by a pterodactyl and carried away before I could do a thing..." a tear rolled over her cheek. "Me my grandson and my ex's son made it out. Then when we were in the hospital I found out I was pregnant with twins." Reba smiled a little as she placed her hand flat on her stomach. The boy sat back in his seat shocked to say the least.
"Wow... I can't imagine..." he whispered.
"I never thought... It would ever end like it did..." Reba whispered. "Now I thank you for all your help, I know you didn't have too." she said quickly changing the subject. "Now I'm not sure when I'll be able to pay..."
"No. You don't need to pay me anything." he interrupted her. "All you have to do is take care of yourself and your kids." Reba smiled at him as they drove down the street. They had a long trip ahead of them to get to Reba's new house in Belleville, Illinois. Then the young man was off to collage. The rest of the five hour ride was filled with conversation about what each planned for their future and Reba giving him some advice on how to plan and what not to do.

Ok I just HAD to write this out for you guys. So now I have one more chapter for you.