Black Panther

The Journey...

It's been a month since we left the hospital. I've tried to call everyday as promised, but it's difficult to get good reception in the barren wasteland we've found ourselves in. When I call the next day, Andy is practically in tears!

 Scarlet's not doing so well either. The separation anxiety is getting to her, sometimes during the phone calls I have to take over after a breakdown. Tommy is normally breaking down on the other end of the phone. I hoped that we would get out alive, for their sake. Not to say that Andy wasn't important, but I'm a bit more trouble than I'm worth.

"JO!" yelled Scar, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked down at her from my perch on a rock. I was on lookout tonight.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?" she asked, the worry clear in her voice.

"Just thinking of everyone..." I sighed. It was true, I missed them all! Andy, for obvious reasons. I missed Ashley's dirty jokes, Jake's pizza cravings, C.C.'s C.C.ness, and of course, Jinxx' caring instincts. I also missed Tommy. Not because I particularly liked him, but for Scarlet's sake.

"Me too..." Scarlet said, climbing onto the rock and sitting down next to me, "I'll take this shift. Get some sleep."

"No, I need to-"

"No. You haven't slept in days. Go. To. Sleep." she commanded, pointing to the blankets she had laid down on the unforgiving ground. I took a deep breath and lay down on the makeshift bed, slowly falling into a sleep, filled with dreams of the one's I missed the most.