The sudden voice surprising them both, Erin squeaked as she ran behind Elizabeth, peering out from behind her at the man who introduced himself as Leroy Book.  Becoming wary of other individuals after her run ins with others, the woman stared at the him warily at first before deciding she had no reason to distrust him yet.  Giving Erin a reassuring nod, the little girl stepped out and cautiously stepped towards the pastor.  “I'm Erin,” she said, introducing herself.  “That's Lizzy.”

Picking up one of the heavy boxes, Elizabeth just grunted a hello as she adjusted it on her knee.  What he said finally sinking in, she suddenly exclaimed, “Bombs?  What bombs?!”  This being news to her, she tried not to panic for Erin's sake, but if she were to be honest, she didn't see how she could possibly make it out of this alive.  Keeping a clinched jaw to stifle any emotion from getting out, it was hard not to think of her son—where ever he and his father were.  Despite their differences and the animosity between them, she hoped they were both still alive and he was keeping him safe.

Hearing a sudden voice, the three of them stopped to find another survivor seeking solace in the church.  The box of canned goods heavy in her arms, she glared at the new arrival in frustration as it meant she had to stand there a little longer.  Erin on the other hand was a bit nicer and stood on her tiptoes to reach into the box in Elizabeth's hands.  The girl grabbed something before running towards them, offering whatever it was she grabbed in her hands.  Elizabeth couldn't see what it was.  “Erin,” Elizabeth barked.  Once she'd handed the food off she came running back to her.

Leroy welcomed the two of them in the same manner and gestured for them.  “This is like something out of a movie,” Elizabeth commented, looking around at their surroundings as Leroy led them deeper into the church to a staircase leading underground.  

Erin hesitated at the top of the steps.  “A scary movie,” she whimpered before jogging to catch up to them.  

When they finally reached the bottom, Elizabeth was surprised to see there were more people already in there seeking shelter.  Dropping the box on the floor, she shook her arms to work them out before stretching them.  Glancing over to the other new arrival, she softened when her gaze moved to the toddler in his arms.  “What's your names?” she asked.  Erin stood watching beside her, interested in the answer as well.