The Pentagon

Leaving The Pentagon

Nixon started the engine, as they all fastened their seatbelts, all reloading their guns in case more hippies came along. The helicopter slowly lifted off the ground, wind blowing all around as the propellers started spinning fast, zooming through the sky looking down the deserted city, wishing none of this ever happened. John knew none of them would survive much longer, knowing no help was on the way anytime soon, glaring down looking sad. "Hey hey..what's wrong?" Robert said placing his hand on John's face so he'd look at him. "Nothing..it doesn't matter." John said staring into McNamara's beady eyes. "It matters if you're tearing up. You're never sad John." Robert said placing his hand on the president's thigh. John said nothing, still staring into his eyes. Robert slowly got close and kissed the president on his soft lips. John closed his eyes bringing Robert closer to him, making him sit on his lap as they kissed, tongue twirling and lip biting along the way. Castro looked behind him and smirked, tapping Nixon on the shoulder to also look. Nixon looked back smirking as he whispered joking to Castro about the two love birds. A lot of time went by, kissing here and there, flying here and there switching buttons of sorts. After awhile session of kissing John and Robert got back on task looking down to see if there were any sort of grocery store of gas station on sight. "Down..down there RIGHT THERE" John said pointing down at the gas station with a little store next to it. "Yeah yeah yeah" Nixon said trying to land the helicopter easily. "Alright gentleman, me and Mc will go out to see if we can get any food..you guys stay on the lookout for any wiggly marauders and cover us, alright?" John said in hopes of them agreeing. "Alright" Nixon and Castro said. Robert and John fleeing from the helicopter going into the store..slowly walking holding their guns up in case any zombies jumped out unexpectedly. Robert made his way to the food, getting the candy, water, sodas of sorts and canned food and sandwiches, trying to make it to the front. A zombie then leaped onto Robert, dropping all the food being defenssless, the zombie groaned and tried to bite Robert on the neck.."h-help!" Robert said shaking. John could hear the commotion going on as he followed the sound, only to see Robert and a zombie. John shot the zombie in the head as it died and plopped on Robert. John pulled Robert away from the body, as he helped pick up all the foods and get out the store. Getting back to the helicopter Nixon was filling the helicopter with diesel and Castro was just sitting, chilling with a cigar in his mouth. Nixon slapped the gas tank shut, helping John and Rob with the food onto the helicopter. Castro got back in his seat, waiting for them all. Robert and John took their seats, and Nixon made it to the drivers seat, to get back into the air, leaving the area.