Ethan couldn't touch the food.  He simply sat at the window of the room and stared out, holding his firearm in his hand.  His whole world had crashed down.  He kept staring back and forth from his weapon to the window.  There was nothing left to live for, but he still couldn't end his own life just yet.  He had to go back and find his wife's body, then bury her.  Only then would everything he felt he needed to do would be complete.  He waited for the others to figure out what they were going to do, not quite sure yet what exactly he intended to do himself.  All he knew was he had to bury her.


"Yeah that guy was a douche," Johnny added.  "I'll go with you."

"Back when I saw that horde in the quarry, I noticed they had tents set up," Dallen spoke.  "Medical tents, food rations, and maybe even some weapons as well.  I'll go back there in the jeep, pick up what I can."

"What?" Raven jumped in.  "You're all leaving us again?  You just got back!  And now there's some assholes that probably kinda most likely are comig back to take this place!!  You can't leave me and Alyssa alone with a guy locked up in his room and a kid!  Come on!"

"If they do show up again today, it'll be after dark," Dallen assured her.

"How the hell would you know that!?" Raven spat.

"Just a hunch, though they probably won't come back for a few days," Dallen said.

"Yeah, hello?? Still not staying here alone without protection!"

"James is legit protection," Johnny added in.  He put a fist out for a fistbump toward the kid.  

"Fine, I'll stay," Dallen said.  "Johnny, you guys wanna go to the quarry afterward?"

"Not particularly," Johnny said, then gave a shrug.  "If we find the time.  Otherwise, lets just make that a tomorrow thing.  Everyone out there's dead, as you said..."

"Those people that weren't letting anyone in back at the gates," Raven started.  "They can't all be dead or creeps, right?  Maybe they're held up as a group somewhere out there to.  Reena said she didn't know the guys that came here, but she knows the ones from the gates.  If you find them, maybe we can get them on our side.  More people, better chance of survival?  Well, unless you're Bear Grylls, he's better on his own....I wonder if he's alive right now."

"Yeah, we'll see," Johnny said, not liking the idea very much.  "Alright, lets roll."

He picked out an ar-15, one of the rifles Dallen brought back from the helicopter, and reloaded his glock.  He took one of the many knifes that were lain across the table and followed Reena.

"I'll be on watch until you get back," Dallen said.  "The rest of you...if you hear shooting, come help me."