We will follow our Leader.

Chapter 4: Family

The group laid huddled up together all night. Joanna had her head resting on Thomas' chest and his arms wrapped around her, Aris and Teresa were huddled up together and then the four boys were all snuggling.

Thomas and Joanna slowly woke up at the same time.

"Morning, gorgeous." Thomas whispered to her and brushed her hair out her face.

"Morning." Joanna replied and buried her head into his chest.

They laid there for a bit longer, hoping to get a bit more sleep, but was interrupted by a crow eating their food.

"Hey! Get outta here!" Thomas shooed it, waking everyone up.

"Aw, look at you guys!" Joanna gushed at the four boys cuddling.

"Well I didn't have you to protect me, cos you was off with Thomas, so I had to go to the other sibling." Minho groaned and whacked Newt on his arm.

"Thanks." Newt laughed out.

"Are they gone?" Teresa spoke up, remembering what happened last night.

"Yeah... I think they are gone." Joanna reassured her.

"Come on, let's get moving." Thomas told the group.

"Holy shit." Winston mumbled to himself, groaning as he struggled to get up.

Everyone looked at him feeling guilty.

"Come on, buddy." Fry spoke softly and offered his hand for Winston to use to get up.

They looked around for a second and then started to climb the rumble. As they reached the top, coming out of the fallen building, they looked at the outside world. Buildings destroyed yet somehow still standing. The place was silent, other than the wind whistling around them. Sand was everywhere. Some building and cars looked burnt.

"Wow, she wasn't kidding when she said the sun had scorched our world." Minho mumbled and started to jump down. "This way."

It felt like they was walking for hours through the abandoned, destroyed city. They wasn't even sure where they were going.

"What the hell happened to this place?" Fry asked the group.

"I don't know... but it doesn't look good." Newt responded, limping along.

"Hope the whole world, ain't like this." Aris said, Joanna smiled at his little accent.

"You said Wicked tracked the right arm, North, to the mountains, right, Tommy?" Joanna asked him.

"Yeah." Thomas nodded to her.

"Good thing I have this!" She smiled and pulled out her compass. "So far, we are going the right way."

"What? Did you just pull that out your ass?" Minho giggled at her causing everyone to smile.

"Nah, that's her compass from, the Glade." Newt smiled, surprised she still had it.

"Oh yeah! Last time I saw it, was when Newt gave it to me and told me to hide it from you!" Fry laughed and Joanna elbowed Newt.

"The great plan to get Joanna to talk!" Newt giggled.

"I don't know what you are on about. Joanna always talked to me." Minho smiled smugly.

"Only because I had no choice." Joanna joked and Minho grabbed his heart, acting hurt.

"Wait." Thomas shouted to them. Everyone stopped and looked at him, "Can you hear that?"

Everyone tilted their heads down, to listen, not sure on what they should be hearing. Joanna looked to the sky as she started to hear a rumble. A massive helicopter came over the buildings, followed by two smaller ones.