"Some fuel cans," John said as he entered the cabin and shook some of the jerry cans, "full ones." He added with a smirk. "So this is all we need, and there should be a boat in one of the cabins nearest to the beach, if memory serves."

Viktor patted Sam on the shoulder and jogged over to the others, "You guys find anything?"

Lauren didn't run off to join everyone else. She was happy enough being with her sister, the only one she could truly connect to. "So... If this boat isn't irradiated all to hell, I guess we're going to France. A vacation, aye?" The sniper chatted along happily, leaning against one of the fishing village's many cabins. The guys could do their thing. Lauren didn't like to hang around those three too much, but that didn't sever their bond as comrades.