So here another chapter. It been only a week. But like I said I didn't stop writing while the internet was shut off. I have a few chapters ready and waiting to be posted.

Chapter 10

Trust is earned not given freely.

The car was filled with just the sound of the wind blowing out side as they drove out of town. So Cheyenne broke the silence. "Talk about good luck. Us needing saving and in are time of need. There he is. And he seem nice polite doesn't he Trent?"

"Yeah but I don't trust him and I can't believe your going to let him sleep under the same roof as us." Said Trent.

"Woe just relaxes Trent. You're my little brother and I'm not going to do anything to risk losing you." Said Cheyenne.

"So where's he going to sleep then?" asked Trent.

"I think in the garage. It shouldn't be so bad." Cheyenne answered.

"Are you going to talk it over with him?" He asked.

"Yeah have to I guess. Once we get back to uncles place." She answered.

Pontiac followed Cheyenne and Trent as they turned down into the Culs-de-sac and pulled in front of a Tan two story house. He pulled in right behind them. He grabbed his pack and got out of the car.

Cheyenne jumped out and walked over to Pontiac and said "Here we are."

"Not bad. Is this your place?" Asked Pontiac.

"No. It was are uncle. He ….. Well he didn't make it." She said.

"I'm sorry. We've all lost so very much." Said Pontiac

"Yeah thanks. Let get inside before one of them see us."

He nodded and followed them inside the house. He shut the door behind him and looked around the foyer. On the right side was a dark wooden stained stair case.

"Well the living room's to the left there an office towards the back. To the right the dinning room and kitchen in the back. There's a Bathroom down the hall or if you want a shower you'll have to use the on up stairs."

"Hey Pontiac Can I talk to in the Living room about something?" Asked Cheyenne

"Sure lead the way." Pontiac said. He left his back pack at the door and followed Cheyenne to the living room

They entered the living room. The walls had dark wood paneling trim with light tan paint. There were a few bucks head on the wall. There was a fire place and above it was a Big mouth bass. Pontiac sat down on the chair and Cheyenne sat down on the couch.

Cheyenne said. "Me and Trent are really grateful for you saving us. But we don't really know you that well and I can't risk my brother's well being." She paused to figurer away to put it nicely.

Pontiac smiled and then said. "Cheyenne I think I know what you're getting at. You don't trust me and that's fine. I under stand what your getting at. Trust needs to be earned. So what should or can I do to make this easy on you guys."

"Well were not going to make you sleep out side in your car. Or sleep in another house by your self. So I was thinking the garage you could pull your car in there or we could put a mattress in there for you to sleep on." Cheyenne said.

"Ok that's more then fair Cheyenne is there a bed up stairs?" Pontiac Asked.

"Yeah it the first room on the left." she said and then yelled. "Trent. Will you please come in here for a minute? "

"What Cheyenne?" Asked Trent as he walked into the

"You can go help Pontiac bring that bed down stairs and set it up and I'll go start supper." Cheyenne said.

"Yeah ok Come on Pontiac." said Trent as he walked out of the living room.

Pontiac got up and followed Trent. Cheyenne got up and walked to the kitchen. She wasn't sure what to make. She'd find something. It didn't take Trent and Pontiac to long to get the bed set up. Pontiac was throwing on a blanket when he saw Trent started to make his way for the door.

So Pontiac said "Thanks for the help Trent."

"Yeah well thanks for saving us today." Trent said.

"Any time kid and if there anything you need all you have to do is ask." Pontiac said with a smile.

"Well I do have a question. O course if you don't mind?" Trent Asked.

"Go ahead and shoot Trent." Said Pontiac

"Who did you loss?" Trent Asked.

Pontiac looked down. He didn't want to say it but said it away. "All of my friends and Family. I lost my Mother my father and my little brother."

"Oh. I'm sorry Pontiac. I shouldn't have asked." Said Trent as he begun to rub the back of his

He sat there rubbing the back of his neck in discomfort.

"Thanks and that ok Trent. Don't think twice about it. There at peace now." Pontiac said.

"We lost are Mom and Dad to those things." Said Trent

"I'm sorry to hear that." Pontiac said.

"Yeah thanks." said Trent as he walked out the door. He left Pontiac alone in the garage. He looked around on the far side was an 88 black Ford F-150 four door pick up truck. It was in pretty good condition for being over twenty years old. He walked over to the truck to look at the inter. Leather seat. The wall that ran along with the house had a tool benches and tools hanging from the wall. They were very organized. In the corner to the left of the tools were a stack of news papers. They were probably used to clean oil spills. He walked over to the garage door. It had four windows. The windows were covered in some white stuff. Maybe it was spay paint. Its purpose must have been to keep out prying eyes from seeing what was in the garage. It wasn't applied right the corners of most of the glass panes went covered. Pontiac could see the whole Culs-de-sac with easy. He then went to the other windows and checked them. He burned every image he saw into his mind. So when he checked them again he know if anything was out of place. As he looked out the window over looking the back yard Harvey started his talking.

"They can see you for what you are and that's a coward." Harvey said.

"Ah Harvey buddy you don't have to sweet talk me any more. I already like you." Pontiac responded. While trying not to let Harvey get under his skin.

"Fine what ever. Just don't get to close. Cause when they leave you. I don't want to have to cheer you up. Waite what did I say. Shit what's wrong with me?" Harvey Asked.

"I don't know I'm not a Psychiatrist Harvey. But it sounds like you're worried about my mental well being." Pontiac said before he busted into laughter.

What so funny dummy?" Harvey asked.

"Well think about it your worried about my mental well being and I'm having a conversation with a voice in my head. That's funny cause I've got to be a little crazy if I'm doing that." Pontiac said as he wiped the tears from his eyes. He waited for Harvey to say something. But Harvey never said any thing. So he went to see if Cheyenne needed help with dinner. When Pontiac entered the kitchen He notices that Trent and Cheyenne were looking at him with a puzzled look. "What?" He asked.

"Well what were you laughing at in there?" Trent Asked.

"I was laughing because. I just needed to. I was filling kind of down. So I thought of something funny." Pontiac said with a smile

"O I'm sorry again for bring that up." Trent said as he left the kitchen.

"So Cheyenne you want some help cooking?" Pontiac Asked.

Cheyenne turned around and said. "No thanks Pontiac. Besides all there was to cook was beef stew. If I knew that's all we had. We would have stop and picked something else up."

"Beef stew. That sounds good. If you'd like I got some Jarred food in the trunk of my car. If you'd like me to get some and bring in for desert." Pontiac said.

"What kind of jarred food?" Cheyenne asked Pontiac eagerly.

"While I have some jarred meats like Beef, Ham, Chicken and lam chop. Along with some fruits apples, Straw berries, peaches and blue Berries". Pontiac answered.

"O my god did you say Straw berries?"

Yeah why Cheyenne you like straw berries?"

I love Straw berries. Can you go get me a jar? Please Pontiac."

Pontiac said. "Ok but first thing. Dose Trent have any favorite fruits. That I might have. Then he asked.

"Well he enjoys blue berries." she said.

"Ok I'll go get you the Straw berries and I'll get him the blue berries." He said with a smile on his face as he got up and left the kitchen.

Pontiac stopped in the foyer. He stood in front of the front door. Using his left hand he pulled the curtains back to see if the coast was clear. The Culs-de-sac was still empty nothing but some old news papers being blown across the street by the wind. It was getting dark out. The sky was a dark blue an orange's haze color where the sky met the horizon. Pontiac made sure his weapon safety was off he took a deep breath and then walked out side. He shut the door behind him and quickly putting his P- ninety to his right shoulder before slowly moving towards his Pontiac. When he got to the G eight trunk he took his left hand off the front grip and went for his car keys and hit the unlock trunk button. His right hand still holding the p ninety tight to his shoulder and his trigger finger was ready to firer at the first sigh of trouble. Using his left hand Pontiac went over the jars in the box before finding the straw berries. Near the box he grabbed and opened a reusable Blue cloth Wal - Mart bag.

He picked the jars up and placed them into the bag. Pontiac put his left hand throw the cloth handles and then used his right fore arm to shut the trunk. He then quickly scanned his surroundings to make sure he was still in the clear. It was still all clear no sigh of the infected anywhere. So weapon ready he quickly walked to the front door. Once there he turned around and checked his surrounding again as he did this he opened and entered the door. His eyes were still scanning the culs-de-sac for any danger. As he shut the door he moved his head along with it so he could still see outside. Once it was shut he then quickly looked out the door's window. He stood there in the foyer for a few seconds before he finally relaxed. He lowered his P ninety left it hanging on his chest. Pontiac slowly walked to the kitchen.

He stopped and looked in the living room. Trent was sitting on the couch reading Something and he was listing to an I pod that was on his lap. Pontiac was curious about what Trent was reading. But he didn't want to interrupt him. Trent was probably in some faraway land from this world and who was he to rip the boy out of that world and back to this one. Just to bring him back to reality To satisfied his curiously and plus Trent looked like he was really enjoying the book he was reading. Pontiac smiled and thought he could ask him later. Pontiac then thought about Cheyenne so he walked a way from the living room. Once he enter the doorway he noticed the smell of beef stew. Cheyenne was at the stove humming some sweet melody. Her back was turned to Him. Pontiac stood there in the doorway listing to her and for a moment it was like things were back to normal. He couldn't help but to smiled. He didn't really know her that well. But to see her like that. Happy enough to hum that tone. It made him fill at ease.

Pontiac took a deep breath and he cleared his throat before he said with a big smile. "I've got the strew berries." As he pulled the jar out of the bag and held it in his right hand.

Cheyenne turned to face him and as she saw the jar in his hand. Her face lit up. She then said "I love strew berries. Are those for me?" She asked.

"I dont know. It all depends on how you ask me for them." He said as he walked over to Cheyenne and he handed the jar to her.

"Thank you so much.. So where were you when the zombie apocalypse started?" Cheyenne asked as she opened the jar. When she opened it she took a whiff. The smell was sweet and fresh Strew berries.

He walked back to the table and put the bag with the blue berries. He took them out and sat them on the table. "I was in Oakland Ca at the time." Pontiac simply said.

"Is that where you grow up?" Cheyenne asked him.

"No I'm from an area called Frenchville in Pennsylvania." Pontiac said.

"How did you end up in Oakland? Were you moving there? Cheyenne asked.

"No I was on a cross country road trip when it all went down. It was just like my luck to be at ground zero for the big game. The Apocalypse. He sighed and his shoulder sank. I never would have thought it would happen like it did A zombie apocalypse." Pontiac said.

"How was it inside the quarantine zone? I mean after they quarantine California." She asked.

"It was terrible. It didn't take long for the city to fall. Luckily found and joined up with other survivors. We helped each other out. He said to Cheyenne

"I'm sorry to hear that. But at lease you weren't alone" Cheyenne said.

"Let eat I'm starving." Pontiac said with a smile.

Trent dinners done Come get it." Cheyenne yelled towards the living room.

Trent came into to the kitchen and joined Pontiac and Cheyenne at the table. They were waiting for him to get some dinner and joined them. They ate dinner in silences and when it they were done.

"Wow. That was good Cheyenne." Said Pontiac

"Yeah I have to agree sis." Said Trent

"Thanks. But I didn't do much. I just cooked it." said Cheyenne with a small grin.

"Don't be so modest. It was still a good dinner." Pontiac said.

"He's right. It was good." Trent added with a smile.

So there's another chapter. Hope it was enjoyable. More to come later. But before That. I must ask you to review This chapter and the others one to. Why you may ask your self.

Because if you don't. I'll send my army of little evil piggy's. After you. Mwahahahaahhaha. (Light bolts flash behind me) Where that come from 0.o

O well Till next time