Signs - TW x TMR

Chapter eleven

The topic of Thomas having/being the cure didn't come up again that day, and the sun set, darkness coming soon after.

As they were not near a fallen structure, and they knew that the cranks usually huddled around buildings, they opted to stay in the middle of nowhere, huddled together, the survivors closer than the pack.

Minho kept having flashbacks from the last time they had slept like this, the time he woke up to Thomas shouting something about lights and a lighting storm following causing them to run towards the lights without knowing if they were danger and him getting struck by lightning.

Though, they did meet Brenda and Jorge so at least something good came out of it.

Fry voiced his thoughts, saying, "Minho, remember last time we were like this and you got struck by lightning?"

Minho laughed sarcastically. "Yes, Fry, I do."

"Wait-wait," Scott interrupted.

"You were electrocuted?!" Liam exclaimed.

"Yes."

"How did you even survive?"

"Uhh, luck?" Minho was so over this conversation. "Can we please talk about something else?"

"Yeah, like what's the game plan?" Malia asked.

"We might get to the lost city tomorrow night, if you guys can keep up, and we'll discuss more there."

"Why don't you have a real plan?" Scott asks, as if he were the one to always think of a plan.

"Because we need to assess the situation," Vince explains calmly.

"What does that mean?"

"It means we don't know how much the city has changed. We also don't know what kind of security they have and if they have upgraded their weapons. This kind of thing can't be rushed."

Scott thought about how many plans the pack had come up with last minute and how many had failed versus how many have succeeded. He had to agree with Vince's argument. "Fine."

He didn't say another word and turned over, shutting his eyes as he heard his pack do the same.

~-~-~

Thomas woke do to the rising sun in his eyes. It was barely above the horizon but he was a light sleeper.

He raised a hand to shield this face from the sun and stared up at the brightening sky, waiting a few minutes before he felt Brenda shift beside him.

The short haired girl groaned out of announce that the sun had woken her from her somewhat peaceful sleep. "I hate the sun," she mumbled, turning her face into Frypan's (who was laying on his side with his back to the sun) back.

He shifted but didn't wake up.

Minho rolled over and laid face down, his forehead on the ground to push his head up so he can breathe.

Apparently, Thomas was the only one that was ready to wake up.

Complaining was heard from where the pack slept, and Thomas decided that they had wasted enough daylight.

He shoved Brenda into Fry causing him to roll and face plant in the sand. Fry, still not fully awake and confused on who pushed him, retaliated by hitting Brenda's shoulder, causing her to fall on her back.

Thomas let them push each other around, resulting in Gally, Aris and Jorge waking up. Minho heard the commotion and titled his head, watching the fight through barley open eyes.