It was a week later.
Michael and Hunter had been driving nonstop since the attack on the camp. The visions of the women and children being shot down in their tracks still seemed to be fresh in Michael's mind as he drove through the lifeless highways, which once used to serve a greater purpose.
Everything was empty now, there were only a handful of people left in different areas, and still there were some that still wanted to destroy after everything that had happened.
He prayed to God that New Jersey and Utopia had made it.
The trip had been pretty smooth, they found gasoline easy, and the truck never seemed to have any problems. They stuck to the small towns and the main highways, and so far they had only seen three zombies.
"Their dieing out." Michael thought, just like them.
Hunter amazed him every second, he still couldn't believe this, but each time he looked down at his son's dark gray eyes he knew who he really was.
They seemed to never stop talking, Michael wanted to know everything about him, and everything about Ana before he went with Terry. How bad he felt inside that Ana had to give birth and raise their beauitful son alone...thinking he was dead.
He was never going to leave Hunter again.
Every night, Michael tried to drive through...with Hunter sleeping under his arm.
He loved his son...more then anything.
He was a Miracle.
He once asked Hunter why it had taken Terry and him so long to find the camps, and Hunter told him that midway through the trip he had gotton the flu, a pretty nasty one that almost killed him, they had to stay for months in a small town until Hunter got stronger.
Around that time Hunter told Michael, he thought he might die...and see what his father really was like.
Michael kissed the top of his son's son and thanked God he had him with him.
He has so many hopes and fears right now it could of sent him into hysterics, but they were almost there, and if Ana wasn't alive...he was going to have to deal with it, and raise his son like she had.
He had to be strong now, he was a father again.