Your father and older brother had been out for a few days now, and you were anxiously awaiting their return. You knew they were looking for Ben, but you couldn’t help but need your father. It was hard enough living in an apocalyptic world, but harder without your father there with you.

You were relaxing in whatever area he had claimed for you and your brothers when you first got to the camp, when you hear engines and people talking.

You quickly ran out and saw them, your father and brother, and practically leaped into his arms. He wraps his arms around you and holds you tight.

“I’m okay, honey, I’m okay. We both are. We’ll always come back, yeah?” Tom mumbles into your hair, not letting go until you do.