Heading to Camp

It had been a long day. Chris, Marcus, Adrian and Rebecca had just finished raiding a gas station for supplies. Supplies he hoped would last them until his wife Ashley and her sister Kylie returned to their group. They had been separated a few days ago and Chris had been looking for them all the while taking care of his son, best friend and sister in law. It worried him but at the same time he knew Ashley was a fighter. He had made sure she could fight and shoot right around the time he became a cop. He was sitting in the back of the truck with his son, Adrian while Rebecca was in the front and Marcus drove.

"Been a long day, son." Chris said as he stretched and got comfortable.

"Yeah, I know dad. I wish we would have found mom today."

"Me too." Chris said solemnly. "But she's okay. She's got food, her guns, plenty of bullets and your aunt Kylie to help her make it back home safely." he smiled. He had to keep hope; especially around Adrian. "I want you to take your bible and read it tonight before bed."

Adrian nodded as the truck reaches a stop at an old run down house that they had moved into for the last few days. They jumped out of the truck and grabbed their bags heading in.