was dark and abandoned. Lena could imagine that this was just what it had looked when things had first gone bad.
Jasper was slowly driving through the neighborhood, his headlights scanning over the houses. Lena knew that they had to make the choice of leaving their lights on to see things before they got to them or to turn them off and avoid disturbing anything. Although Lena would have preferred to stop somewhere and hunker down for the night, she was sure Jasper knew what he was doing.
His eyes stayed on the road and his body hunched over the steering wheel. Lena knew her own body was similarly tensed. She was nervous and kept her gun close. The roads were clear, but Lena could see movements just outside the area that their lights reached.
“Did you…” she started to ask Jasper if he’d seen them too. Jasper’s nod frightened her a little.
“Look!” she all but shouted when she saw a gas station up ahead. But Jasper didn’t turn into it; instead he kept driving forward, cautiously avoiding the major roads. Lena tensed, looking over at the station. Seeing movement in the shadows explained his hesitation.
His extraordinary control gnawed away at her confidence and she felt scared. His ability to take charge with quiet assurance had both drawn her to him and had driven fear into her. He was powerful, more so than she had ever imagined.
“Not here,” he said pointing to the left. At this point he was seriously considering getting back onto the highway and trying to find another way around. He knew though that they were lucky they’d made it as far as they had.
Looking over at Lena, he realized just how beautiful she was. The loose tendrils of her hair softened her face. Her eyes glistened with what he knew was fear, but it was masked by her determination to be brave. He couldn’t help but smile. She was really beautiful. He knew she was tall and her long legs curled under her in the seat.
Shaking his head, he tried to focus on the road. He slid his hand over to her lap and rubbed her leg. She looked up at him quickly, her eyes as big as saucers. Their blue shade had darkened and he felt himself harden thinking of those eyes. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.” She smiled at him, making him groan out loud.
He removed his hand and refocused on the road. Taking a left, he saw another small gas station a little ways off the main strip. “That’s where we’re headed,” he said, pointing. It wasn’t perfect, but it was the best he could ask for. It didn’t look as safe as he might have hoped but it wasn’t too close to where he knew the others were probably converging.
He shut the headlights off well before they reached the station. It looked deserted, but Lena knew better than to go by looks alone. She held her pistol lightly as Jasper drove past the station and found a place to turn around. He was checking the place out before he decided to stop there. She had done the same kind of thing in the past. It was better to be able to avoid the others altogether, if possible, than to take the risk of getting caught.
There was no movement; the area seemed deserted. Jasper drove slowly and quietly. He scanned the surrounding area until he finally made a decision and pulled into the station. He drove around to the back of the station where Lena knew he could pump the gas from out of the storage basin beneath. He didn’t turn the car off, but put it into park and sat quietly for a moment.
Lena had never filled her truck at night. She knew that Jasper had weapons and supplies in the back of his truck, so abandoning it and getting another car wasn’t really an option right now. It would be faster to fuel the truck than to find another vehicle with a full gas tank and transfer everything to it.
He didn’t say anything; instead he checked his rifle, grabbed his pack and got out of the car. Lena sat there a moment, unsure of what to do. For a few minutes she couldn’t see Jasper. He had gone
Jasper was slowly driving through the neighborhood, his headlights scanning over the houses. Lena knew that they had to make the choice of leaving their lights on to see things before they got to them or to turn them off and avoid disturbing anything. Although Lena would have preferred to stop somewhere and hunker down for the night, she was sure Jasper knew what he was doing.
His eyes stayed on the road and his body hunched over the steering wheel. Lena knew her own body was similarly tensed. She was nervous and kept her gun close. The roads were clear, but Lena could see movements just outside the area that their lights reached.
“Did you…” she started to ask Jasper if he’d seen them too. Jasper’s nod frightened her a little.
“Look!” she all but shouted when she saw a gas station up ahead. But Jasper didn’t turn into it; instead he kept driving forward, cautiously avoiding the major roads. Lena tensed, looking over at the station. Seeing movement in the shadows explained his hesitation.
His extraordinary control gnawed away at her confidence and she felt scared. His ability to take charge with quiet assurance had both drawn her to him and had driven fear into her. He was powerful, more so than she had ever imagined.
“Not here,” he said pointing to the left. At this point he was seriously considering getting back onto the highway and trying to find another way around. He knew though that they were lucky they’d made it as far as they had.
Looking over at Lena, he realized just how beautiful she was. The loose tendrils of her hair softened her face. Her eyes glistened with what he knew was fear, but it was masked by her determination to be brave. He couldn’t help but smile. She was really beautiful. He knew she was tall and her long legs curled under her in the seat.
Shaking his head, he tried to focus on the road. He slid his hand over to her lap and rubbed her leg. She looked up at him quickly, her eyes as big as saucers. Their blue shade had darkened and he felt himself harden thinking of those eyes. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.” She smiled at him, making him groan out loud.
He removed his hand and refocused on the road. Taking a left, he saw another small gas station a little ways off the main strip. “That’s where we’re headed,” he said, pointing. It wasn’t perfect, but it was the best he could ask for. It didn’t look as safe as he might have hoped but it wasn’t too close to where he knew the others were probably converging.
He shut the headlights off well before they reached the station. It looked deserted, but Lena knew better than to go by looks alone. She held her pistol lightly as Jasper drove past the station and found a place to turn around. He was checking the place out before he decided to stop there. She had done the same kind of thing in the past. It was better to be able to avoid the others altogether, if possible, than to take the risk of getting caught.
There was no movement; the area seemed deserted. Jasper drove slowly and quietly. He scanned the surrounding area until he finally made a decision and pulled into the station. He drove around to the back of the station where Lena knew he could pump the gas from out of the storage basin beneath. He didn’t turn the car off, but put it into park and sat quietly for a moment.
Lena had never filled her truck at night. She knew that Jasper had weapons and supplies in the back of his truck, so abandoning it and getting another car wasn’t really an option right now. It would be faster to fuel the truck than to find another vehicle with a full gas tank and transfer everything to it.
He didn’t say anything; instead he checked his rifle, grabbed his pack and got out of the car. Lena sat there a moment, unsure of what to do. For a few minutes she couldn’t see Jasper. He had gone
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