Months went by, yet no change had come. The dead were still roaming the earth, and the government, or military had yet to do anything about this damn situation. So the group still waited, their patience growing thin. What would become of them? Surely they couldn't stay in this small house forever. They had no power, and supplies were running lower and lower everyday. There was no way they could all survive for much longer. The world was in ruins, and here they were, some little group of survivors just trying to make it along.

Jackson and Alyssa may have been well stocked on everything in the beginning of all of this, but six people all living in the same house used up quite a bit of food and supplies. Carlos knew the inevitable was going to happen soon. They were going to have to go on a supply run, and that was something he'd been dreading since the beginning. He knew he'd have to leave Sarah alone while he and Jackson took the car into the nearest city to salvage whatever the hell they could find, if anything. Everything probably would have been already picked through, so they'd have a hard time searching while the women and children stayed behind.

Carlos didn't want to do it, but it was a thing that absolutely couldn't be avoided. They needed supplies to live, it was an essential element of survival these days. And if they didn't get food, then the tension in this tiny house would double from what it was now, and Carlos didn't want anyone snapping on him or his daughter over some food. He didn't want anyone to argue for that matter.

He had to keep reminding himself that he was doing this for Sarah, he was doing it to keep them safe; to keep them alive and healthy. And he knew he would do anything in this awful world for Sarah if she asked him to. She was his pride and joy, and he loved her to bits and pieces. She was the only thing that he had left in this fucked up world, and Carlos would be damned if someone or something tried to take that away from him. He would kill before he let anyone get to his precious daughter.

"Sarah, you have to listen to me." He bent down and grasped her shoulders so that they were making eye contact. She nodded to let her father know that she understood what he was saying. Today was the day that he and Jackson were going to go look for supplies. They were going to take the car and leave, and hopefully they wouldn't be gone that long, but Carlos knew that he didn't have the kind of luck to wish for that. "I'm leaving-" That was the only words he could get out before Sarah started to panic just slightly, her breaths coming out in pants.

"Where are you going?" She asked, her breathing picking up.

"I'll be right back." Carlos began to say, calming her down a bit, and rubbing her shoulders lightly. He noticed that there were tears welling in her dark doe eyes. "Jackson and I are taking the car into the city, we need food and supplies." He explained hoping that she would understand. He hated doing this to her. "We need them because we're almost out." He added, hoping she wouldn't ask any questions.

"Can't I come with you?" She asked, a tear or two spilling out of her dark eyes. Carlos sighed, he hadn't meant to make her cry, but he knew that that reaction out of her would be inevitable. Sarah would have cried either way. But still, nonetheless, he hated making his daughter cry, or even making her remotely upset for that matter.

"I'm afraid not sweetie." Carlos answered. "You have to stay here, where it's safe. With Nikki, Alyssa, and Trevor." He added with a shake of his head.

"I don't want to!" Sarah nearly screamed. "What if something happens to you?" She asked. "Then I'll be all alone..."

Carlos smiled a small smile, "I promise you Sarah, nothing is going to happen to me."

"Pinky swear?" She asked, a smile forming on her lips as well.

"Pinky swear." Carlos confirmed as he intertwined his much larger pinky with his daughter's. Internally though, he knew this was a bad idea. He was promising Sarah something that he couldn't guarantee. After all, he didn't know how dangerous it was in the city. He hadn't been back since he and Sarah left in the first place. He could get bit, he could die, but he wouldn't let Sarah know that.

"I love you dad." She said, hugging him.

"I love you too Sarah." Carlos replied.

That's when Jackson approached the two, "You ready Carlos?" He asked.

Carlos stood up, "Yeah, let's go." The two men then headed to the front door where Nikki and Alyssa were seeing them off. "Please, look after my daughter." Carlos begged as he looked the two girls in the eye. "If something happened to her, I would never forgive myself."

"Don't worry Carlos." Alyssa assured. "She's in good hands."

"I'll make sure she goes to bed on time." Nikki chimed in with a small smile.

Carlos smiled in a thankful manner, "I can't help but to worry, you know how she is." He replied. "But thank you guys for looking after her."

"It's nothing." Alyssa waved off. "Now y'all be safe."

"Alright, well we're off!" Jackson announced. "See y'all in a few days!" Carlos sighed as they went to get in his car. They had a lot of gas, so they wouldn't have to worry about that, but still, Carlos had a bad feeling in his gut. And he knew that this little supply run of his and Jackson's wasn't going to end well. Something bad was going to happen, and it was going to happen soon.