My Dads name is Rick.

Fighting for lives

Arielle's P.O.V

"Hey T, I miss you. I can't believe you're gone. I'm so annoyed I didn't get to say goodbye. I'm also glad I didn't, because this isn't goodbye. I'll see you again one day, I will. I love you T."

"C'mon Ari, let's go," Luther softly says, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I place a kiss on T's cross then walk away with Luther.

"Honey, are you sure you're up for it?" Hershel asks, meeting me and Luther by the pick up truck.

"I'm sure," I smile. "Are you okay?"

"Yes ma'am, I am," Hershel smiles back.

"Yo... hey!" Zac calls out.

"'Sup Zk?" I reply.

"I want to join you guys on the run," Zac says.

I look to Hershel who just shrugs.

"We have enough room," Luther says, appearing beside me.

"Well... whatta ya say Elles Bells?" Zac smiles.

"Get in, you bloody marry," I chuckle.

"Oi! It's māori, pronounced like moldy, moldy bread. But just roll your R's, you lazy hua," Zac playfully slaps my arm.

"Jeez, first a german, now a māori... what next? A damn eskimo..." I shake my head.

"Eah, you forgot that asian. Nah but my bet would be, we get a british fella next eh," Zac says.

"Most probably," Luther shrugs.

"Well y'all be careful alright. Don't worry Louie will be well looked after," Hershel reassures us.

We say goodbye and head off to the store.

"Is that ruthless, rough as guy your boyfriend?" Zac asks, leaning in between the two front seats.

"Yeah, he is," I smile.

"He didn't even come say bye this morning..." Luther mentions.

"I said bye to him. He stayed in bed, don't worry, he was very reluctant in letting me go," I chuckle.

"Daww, how adorwable," Zac pouts.

"Oh fuck off, you little shit," I laugh.

"What about you Luther? You with Beth?" Zac asks.

"Uhm... Not quite, I'm gay," Luther replies.

"Oh... Fair enough," Zac shrugs, leaning back into his seat.

"What about you Zk?" I ask.

"I had a girlfriend in NZ, but when I told her I was moving over here, she broke up with me," Zac sighs.

"Bitch," I mutter, "sorry bout her Zk."

"Eh, don't worry about it RiRi, she was a bitch anyway," Zac chuckles, csusing us to chuckle aswell.

"Oh that's it! Isn't it?" Luther points to a building with a few abandoned cars outside.

"Why yes it is!" I grin, pulling into the carpark.

I stand guard by the car, while Luther and Zac check the surroundings.

"Clear outside," Zac says.

"All right, let's take a look," I say.

Luther opens the door to the shop.

"Oh my gosh, Loots get that duck," I smile.

"What?" He chuckles.