Here is another chapter…

In the morning there is more joy in the part of me that peeks through the windows of my eyes. In the morning there is more love awaiting a chance to jump into the air in that silent crackle we sense with our soul. In the morning there is more deep sweetness that resonates within and finds a way to express this energy that is me. All this was so new feeling like this, but when you care for someone and take that to a higher level it brings more joy. To wake up wrapped in strong arms, the downside was the not knowing how long he would still be around.

Nick smiled as I tried to dislodge myself from him "Need to pee, now let me go," the only answer was his arms moving and his low disgruntled protest, but right now we're wasting time having a lay-in. But with an empty bladder, my hair was brushed and styled into a very messy bun, I was dressed and ready.

Walking out my tone energetic, "Let's grab them, get our food to go and get back on the road. I was looking at the map there is an old Spanish church that if we leave as soon as possible we can make before tonight, we need to set a trap," he was dressed and the door was wide open so that the sunlight was not fighting its way through.

"Got it, Sean and Megan are getting food, we gas the car up," teamwork makes the dream work, I paid and got snacks while he pumped. My eyes land on the guy in front of me, my heart stopping in my chest. He has spiky black hair that complements his pale skin so beautifully. His aquamarine eyes are brighter than the sun itself. His smile nearly melts me into a puddle of nothing. "Hi," his voice is more inviting than a seat at the cheerleader's table. He sticks to the darkness of the room he is moving into.

But it was still unnerving, "Hello, excuse me. Just trying to pay," his smile was easy. "My apologies don't want to keep your boyfriend waiting," now his smile was creepy as I sidestepped and moved to the counter, but he vanished. I knew that I wore a puzzled expression even as I walked back out into the bright sun, leaving the cold chill behind me. Nick beamed as Sean and Megan are already in and raring to go, "You okay,"

Answering Sean, "Yeah just some creepy guy," but its dropped and we take off once again but now we know where we're going, I speak louder this time making my voice go above the howling of the wind. "I FEEL LIKE A HAPPY MEAL, SITTING HERE WITH YOU THREE," each on turn looked at me with calculating eyes. Sean's face showed that it become worried as I was the single person in this car that was not infected. Megan, she was worried but said nothing just held Sean's hand tighter as a small form of comfort.

Nick, he just was looking the other way his hair blowing in the wind he says nothing and doesn't look at me. I take his hand into mine and he holds it tight, we don't know how long the pills will continue to work for him, Sean, and Megan but as we drive and time slips by we know we're being followed.

That was our plan, we just hand to make it there by nightfall.

Were my thoughts visible they would be an inverse explosion, crazy chaotic turns, and twists of light all coming together to just one idea, to just one word. Though they spin in a way that appears without design or logic, they always dance their way back to love, to a way of living that celebrates life without damaging the very people we hold dearest. It seemed like everyone was in the same state, thinking and lost in their worlds.

I asked, "So does garlic work, some holy water," Nick chuckled.

"Asking the hard-hitting questions kitten, but no. Holy ground, sun, and taking a head off," his tone was more worried. Like a good Nurse, I get close to him our bodies running alongside the other, "What is it, Nick?"

The air is so brittle it could snap, and if it doesn't, I might. No-one speaks, what is there to say? Platitudes won't cut it right now. I squeeze his hand, "I never thought that I would meet a girl like you, I wanted to. But for so long I was smoking pot and partying and that landed me with this virus. Been traveling and hunting, found you and Sean and know I brought this world to you. Now Sean is infected and you, well you could die or be infected, and I can't live with this," each word was said in pain, a side he never wanted to show.

I knew the risk, "I know the risk, and I am walking into this with you," it was the end of the story. But I was scared not only for me but for Sean, Nick, and Megan. I try and calm the tension. "This is a great screenplay, imagine it, Sean," a smile lit his face as the real possibility he could make a great movie. At the very least when this was all said and done, he had something to work with, Nick and Sean just laugh and go on and on about it, while Megan and I shared a look.

She knew what was coming and I was prepared mentally for tonight, it was all going to happen and we would lose or win.