((It's my birthday today! Yay! 3))

After leaving the school grounds they managed to drive to the edge of town near an old brick building beside a beautiful seemingly endless grassy field. John and Sam were both standing off on the side trying to figure out how to get the two glowing rocks to work.

Six zipped up her bag and looked over to them in disbelief; she stood up and strolled over to them. "Okay, give it here," she said holding her hand out to Sam. He looked up at her as she snatched the rock from his hand, "Thank you," she said as she pushed him back.

"Five! Are you done yet?" Six called out to the field of grass.

"Yeah, sorry!" she called out an octave higher than her actual voice. She shuffled out of the grass zipping up a back pack as she emerged in different clothes. "I didn't want to be in those dirty clothes anymore." She said pushing her hair from her face. It was simple outfit, jean shorts a striped beige and white shirt with gladiator sandal. She stopped next to John and Six and tossed her backpack on the ground, "Did you figure out the rocks?" She asked looking at the both of them.

Six grabbed her hand and placed it on rock and put John's rock and her own together. They all stared down at it in amazement as each end fused together and began to glow a brilliant blue color. The three of them exchanged looks as they felt something click in their minds, it was a strange feeling. Like unasked questions being answered. Then, as quickly as the stone came to life, it disintegrated before their very eyes.

"Well that was disappointing," Sam commented from the side, "So, not a tracking device?"

John shook his head, "No it was."

"Did you feel that too?" Anna asked looking over to John.

"Yeah," he said still in awe.

"We can find the others now," Six said with a small smile, "We know where we need to go."

There was the sudden sound of footsteps in the grass and they shifted their attention to the approaching person. Anna wrinkled her nose displeased at who she was seeing, the last person she really wanted to lay eyes upon.

"What do you want, Mark?" Anna sneered. He looked at her and paused briefly looking away. Anna's expression softened seeing the large purple bruise forming on the side of his face. He stopped in front of them and handed John a blue and silver box and Anna a pink and silver box. She took it slowly, what happened to him?

"Thank you," John said referring to the box. "I hope this doesn't get you in trouble."

Mark shook his head, "Nah, stuff goes missing from evidence all the time, my dad won't even know." They both exchanged a smile.

"You're going to want to start heading west now," he said a little more serious.

John frowned, "Why?"

"Because I told my dad you'll be heading east."

What was going on? Anna looked between the two of them totally confused. When had they stopped hating each other? When did Mark decide to be so nice?

John held his hand out to Mark and he smiled, shaking his hand.

John handed his box over to Sam who took it without saying a word. Six looked confused now, "Why are you handing that to him?"

John glanced at Anna, "You didn't tell her?"

"Tell me what?" Six took a step towards them.

Anna got wide eyed, "Sam is coming with us?"

Sam smiled at the news he hadn't even known about, Six's face dropped, "No way."

"He's one of us now and we have to find his father," John said quickly.

Six rolled her eyes, "If you slow us down, I'll shoot you myself," she said walking away and moving back to her red motorcycle.

Anna laughed and waved off her comment, "Go start the truck, please?" She asked turning to Sam and he smiled and nodded. Anna turned to Mark while John walked a bit away with Sarah.

"I don't know why you started being so nice to us…" she could see him tense up as she moved towards him. She looked up at him, "But thank you, Mark," She lifted herself off the ground and placed her hands on either side of his face and placed a small kiss on his cheek. She could feel his face getting hot and she smiled as she placed herself back on the ground, "You should try being sweet more often, it suits you better," she said grabbing her bag from the ground and walking away from him.

Opening the passenger door to the truck something in the distance caught her eye that made her heart race, "Bernie!" She tossed her bag in the truck and ran towards him lifting him from the ground and snatching him out of the air, "Oh baby, look at you pookie," she held him up to examine his injuries. "We'll get you fixed up," she said kissing the tip of his nose. "Bernie's back, John!" She called out happily.

John smiled and moved towards her letting Sarah's hand slowly fall from his own. He paused at the driver side of the truck to look at her one last time. She waved to him trying to look strong. He climbed into the truck and shut the door, "Come on, Anna," he said as she whispered things to Bernie. She looked up at him and nodded, handing Bernie over to Sam so she could climb in.

"Buckle up, everyone," she said shutting the door behind herself and strapping in. She glanced at John and gave him a sympathetic smile, "You'll see her again." She said trying to comfort him. He looked at her and smiled softly before starting the truck and following Six on her bike down the dirt path.

"This is the first place we've left without Henri," Anna said pulling her neutral tone aviator glasses off her head and putting them on.

"It's also the first we have a reason to come back to," John added.

Anna smiled and moved closer to Sam, placing her hands lightly on his upper arm and resting her head on his shoulder. He smiled down at her and leaned into her, resting his head gently atop of hers.

"I love you, John," she said softly.

"I love you too, Anna."

He looked up at the sky looking at the beautiful hues that covered it as the sun set. He promised himself he would be able to return to Ohio and watch one with Sarah, no matter what obstacles he faced or pain he suffered, he would return to her.

He just hoped they could win this war, he gripped the steering wheel, "We will win this."