Sheila cleaned and stitched up Lauren's arm as best she could. It was a clean wound and had been close to the surface, not hitting anything major, but-

It still scared Andy.

Lauren knew that too. She knew just by looking at him, read it in his eyes.

He never let her out of his sight.

They drove for hours, until they were well away from the city, until they were in the middle of nowhere, and then regrouped.

Everyone seemed to be in shock.

Those from the other truck fussed over and about Lauren, with the exception of Adam, who collapsed in a heap and cried into his arms.

They camped there for a few days, using it as a resting and healing spot while they tried to work out what to do next.

Obviously going back to Atlanta was out of the question.

Lauren could use her arm with some difficulty, and started working on making her one handed shields a little more efficient while they explored Andy's powers, which mostly seemed to be destructive.

Incredibly destructive.

They also tried out the glow power again, once, when they were sure their friends weren't going to see and there was no one to hurt.

Once again it vaporised everything around them, but at least it still worked and they could still protect themselves while Lauren was injured.

They drove on along deserted empty roads. Andy leant heavily against Lauren's good shoulder, her arm draped over him.

Six months ago they would never have dreamt this would be their life.

It was Frank who spotted the turn off and suggested it, thinking it might be for an old campsite or something.

It was better than that.