The Bad, The Ugly, And Us

Supply Run

I start packing a bunch of things, this run will last a few days. I make sure to pack a canteen full of water, a few cans of beans although not too much as I don't wanna leave Derrick, Dexter and Julia with no food while we are gone and also make sure I got my machete and handgun. "You really leaving big bro?"
"Yeah Julia, gonna be gone a few days most likely, it's gonna be a long run for food and medical supplies for Derrick." She comes up to me and gives me a hug, "please be safe I can't bare losing you."
"I'll be ok Julia I promise. Make sure you keep everyone else here safe especially Derrick. I love you and I promise I'll come back to you safely."
"I love you too big bro, and I'll make sure to hold down the fort as well as I can in your absence." I smile at her as she lets go of her hug and heads out of the room to go back to Derrick's room across the hall. I pick up my bag and head downstairs where Max and Patrick are waiting for me. "You guys both ready to head out?" They both nod in response. We all head outside and into the RV. "WAIT!" We see Dexter coming towards the RV. I stop and open the door for him. "Patrick, please take this for good luck and be safe, follow Dylan and Max's instructions."
"Dex man I'll be fine alright, just trust me I'll be back before you even know I'm gone." Dexter reluctantly nods and walks out of the RV. I would've taken Dexter but we need him at the house to help Julia and keep everyone safe. Besides the RV gets very crowded with more than a few people. "Dylan do you have an idea of where we are going?"
"Yes I do, there is a food bank and a hospital about 16 hours from this beach house, we can probably get there early tomorrow morning, then find a safe place to rest and then we can spend the next day at least to pick some of those places as clean as we can assuming other people haven't already picked them clean."
"That sounds like a good plan and that means we should be back by the end of the week."
"Precisely." I climb to the front seat of the RV, we are gonna take turns driving, my shift is first.
"Yo Dylan" Patrick says as he climbs to the seat besides me.
"What's up Patrick?" I ask confused.
"I need to tell you something, it's important to Dexter and I."
"What is it?"
"That thing that Dexter gave me, it's a locket from our grandmother and I need you to make sure that if something happens to me it gets back to him."
"Patrick, nothing is gonna happen to you. Me and Max will protect you and make sure you make it back to Dexter." Patrick goes silent and I see a tear going down his face.
"Patrick, go get some sleep man, it's a stressful time and your shift is up next." He smiles weakly and nods before making his way to the bedroom in the back of the RV.
"What was his deal Dylan?"
"He's very scared about this run, I think he doubts that he is gonna live."
"He is gonna make it, we all are" she looks at me confidently and with pure fire in her eyes.
"You look more ready than ever Max."
"Are you kidding me, I've been itching to leave that beach house for a while now. As much as I hate this RV it's nice to be out on the open road again, especially with you Dylan." She smiles at me and I return the smile. "Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go put my feet up and enjoy a nice ole can of beans." She gets up and pats my shoulder before sitting down at the table in the back of the RV. I then prepare myself for the long ride ahead of us.