They've been on the run for days now. Much like after Lauren's father died, the group was split up. Lauren was terrified. Memories flooding through her mind.
Mom.
Dad.
Sister.
Dwight and her.
Lauren brushes the hair out of her face.
"Are you okay?" Mike asks. He moves closer to his girlfriend who is leaning against a tree. Lauren nods her head and kisses her boyfriend. It was a short and quick kiss. "I'm fine." Lauren says and smiles at Mike. Mike kisses her forehead. "We'll find them." He whispered quietly. Lauren put her head on his shoulder. "I can only hope so." She replied even quieter. Hand in hand, they continue to walk forward.
"Hey! Look at this!" Lauren hears Mike yell. Lauren turns around and jogs forward. She sees a small house. Lauren smiles and runs toward it. Mike followed her. The inside of the house was very small. There was a beautiful porch in the back though, along with supplies to start a fire in the fire pit. It was dark so Mike started a fire. Lauren sat on the porch and leaned against the wall of the house. Mike smiled at her and sat on the opposite side. Lauren smiles and closes her eyes. "What's wrong, babe?" Mike asks. Lauren just opens her bright blue eyes. She flutters her eyes at her boyfriend. Mike looks at her and then looks back up at the sky. "You know...everything's changed." Lauren says quietly. Mike looks at the ground. "I always thought that Tracey and Zach were going to have a baby." Lauren says as tears fill up here eyes but she continues to smile. Mike looks at her. "And that mom would be the kind of grandma that wouldn't take anything from anyone." Lauren laughs very quietly. "My dad would be a huge softy to his grandchild. He was always so tough but the baby would change him." Lauren says as tears start to fall. "Everything would be perfect." Lauren said. "But then this started." She said. Mike smiled at her. "And-" Lauren was cut off by a couple gunshots. Lauren turns her head around. Mike stood up and took out his gun. "Here." He said and tossed Lauren's gun to her. Lauren gave him a worried look. Mike put his arm around her and then pushed Lauren behind him. Lauren wrapped one arm around his waist and the other held her gun. Mike had both of his hands occupied with his gun. "Come out come out wherever you are." He whispered.
Gunshots.
