I sit up when I hear a noise outside. "Chris, what was that?"
He just groans and turns his back to me.
I slap his back and he sits up.
"What?" He whispers to me.
"Didn't you hear that?"
There is a pause and I look at him. His mouth is hanging open and he's looking at me like I am crazy. "No." He says simply before lying back down.
"Chris!" I say annoyed.
"Fine!" He fires back. He gets up with a wince. His side still bleeding. He puts his clothes on as I do the same. He doesn't have a gun so he grabs a knife.
He stomps out of the tent and I roll my eyes, you'd think he would be in a better mood after last night.
"Shit." I hear. I quickly exit the tent to run into Scotty grabbing me and putting a knife to my throat.
Daniel had a gun pointed at Chris with Michael at his feet bleeding from his head, Sierra is patching him up. Nick is packing up all the equipment.
"What's going on?" I ask wary of the knife at my neck.
"Don't cut her Scotty, I'm not patching up more people and wasting daylight." Sierra says, completely ignoring me.
"Only if I have to, Cee"
"Hurt her and I will kill you." Chris snaps.
"Sierra," I address her hoping she'll see reason, "I thought we were friends."
"We would have been in the old world, Maria, and we don't want to hurt you, but we can't stay here. We have to think about ourselves first. You weren't even supposed to wake up."
"You're taking everything." I tell her.
"We'll leave you each a gun and each a knife." She explains.
"And food?" I ask.
I hear a snort from Daniel.
"What's so funny, asshole?" Chris starts.
"I find it funny that you think we don't know."
"Know what?"
"The immunity."
That shuts us up.
Sierra sighs as she stands up. "You'll be dizzy for a while but you'll be okay." She speaks to Michael then turns to me "That's why we helped you, we knew you were the people that had the immunity, I know you can't transfer it. You seem like the kind of people that would if you could."
"Sierra, please don't do this."
"I'm sorry." They finish packing up everything. "I'll leave you supplies to tend to your boys."
I nod but don't look at her. Scotty pushed me to my knees and ties a scarf around my eyes. My last glimpse is of Sierra's sorry eyes.
I feel both boys are moved next to me.
I hear movement. My hands are loosely tied behind my back.
"You should be able to get out of those, count to 50 then try." Daniel says to us.
I hear more movement then a car starting.
When I am on 10 it is dead silent.
I feel movement next to me by both boys.
I still feel the need to count.
"Those sons of bitches." I hear Michael mutter to my left.
"Lousy no good…" Chris mumbles to my right.
When I reach 40 I feel someone touch my wrist and untie me. The blind fold I removed and I look into the eyes of the man I love.
"You okay?" He asks.
I nod then look over at Michael who seems to be having a small tantrum.
"Son of a bitch!" He yells.
"Michael, chill. We got to move. Find somewhere safe for the night then start finding supplies." Chris reasons.
I get up and brush myself off. Michael grabs the one bag left for us and stomps off.
I look to the floor and feel lost.
Chris puts his arm around me and I look up.
He gives me a smile and I smile back.
At least we have each other.