Part 3A Chapter by Joshua HunterThis is the third part of the Outbreak. Emmett and his family continue their road trip to the north while he has to answer some questions about his knowledge on the infection.Three days earlier:
They were getting low on fuel and the girls needed a break. “Can we stop soon?”
Alexis asked, not complaining but her legs were starting to cramp. Jane still
had not said anything since the incident with George yesterday. “Yes honey we will, I need find somewhere to get fuel then we can stop.” Emmett said feeling a bit tired himself. They drove for another fifteen minutes then the GPS told them they were only a mile from Hersham. Emmett had been there before and it would be a perfect place to stop and fuel up. It was a small town with only a few people. They rolled to a
stop at the top of the hill looking down on the town. Emmett pulled a pair of
10x42 binoculars from the glove box and knew right way that the town had been
infected. He could see cars in the middle of the road, bodies lying dead on the
main road, and smoke rising from some places. But worst of all he could see the
infected milling about the town. Emmett put the truck back into drive and
headed towards town. “Alexis, you and Jane
stay in the car no matter what, it is reinforced enough that no infected will
be able to get in. I will get out and clear the fuel station then you two can
get out and stretch your legs.” Emmett said as they pulled up to a pump at the
fuel station near the start of town. He counted three infected around the
station. He pulled out one of his Berettas and a suppressor out of the inside
of his duster lying on the passenger seat. He opened the door and exited the truck
immediately going into a crouch and screwing the suppressor on the end of the
handgun. The three infected were shambling towards the truck, attracted to it
when they heard it pull up. Emmett rolled under
the truck and lay on his belly facing out the passenger side at the three
infected coming. The nearest one was still about 10 yards out; Emmett took aim
at the head. Gripping his handgun with both hands he squeezed the trigger. The
first infected fell to the ground a bullet hole in its head, the other two took
no notice and continued walking. They soon joined the first one on the ground
each sporting the same size hole in their heads. Emmett rolled out
from under the truck and quickly looked around making sure there were no more
threats. There was nothing he could see so he walked over to the pump and
opened the fuel cover to the tank on his truck. He took the pump off the rest
and put it into his tank he squeezed the lever but nothing came out. He shook
his head as he looked at the pump and the sticker that read, “Prepay or credit
card only.” Alexis rolled down
the window a shocked expression on her face, “Are they… dead? Is it safe?” “Yes they are now
and it is as safe as can be.” Emmett replied. “Dad I really have
to use the restroom.” “I have to go in and turn the pump on anyway,
so you can come with me. Here I have a few presents for you in the back.”
Emmett said walking towards the bed of the truck opening the topper and the
tailgate. He hopped up into the bed and opened one of the drawers on the bolted
down cabinet. He withdrew a box from the drawer and backed out of the bed of
the truck. He stood next to the tailgate and handed the box to his daughter,
who had gotten out of the truck. “Here this is for you.” Alexis took the box
opening it up and withdrew a beautiful handgun. It was a Walther P99 9mm with
an 18 round mag, painted in a purple, black, and white digital camo. Alexis
looked at the gun in awe and surprise; it was the same type of gun she always
shot with her dad at the shooting range. She loved the feel of the gun, how it
shot, and the weight, everything about it she was perfect. “Thank you so much!”
she said giving her father a hug. For a moment in her father’s arms she forgot
about where they were. She felt safe, secure, and comforted; it was just like
it used to be before the world went crazy. But the feelings did not last, not
with the vivid picture in her mind of her dad shooting the three infected. She
knew they weren’t human anymore, she could tell that much by how they looked
and moved. But it was still horrible seeing this all take place. She ended the
embrace and stepped back looking up into her father’s brown eyes seeing a deep
love for her and also a strength that she knew would never fail. “Thank you dad
I love it.” She said smiling and looking down at her handgun once more. “Your very welcome
honey, I knew you would and here this goes with it.” He said pulling a tactical
belt with a few pockets and places for extra mags. He handed it to her, along
with three extra mags. “The belt has some survival items in the right rear
pouch and some first aid items in the left rear one. There is a Leatherman in
the left side pocket, a suppressor in the right side pocket, and a tactical
knife in the rear sheath. Also the mag in the gun is fully loaded, I assume you
remember to work the handgun?” She put the black belt on and slipped the mags
into the slots on the belt. Then she chambered a round and slipped the safety
on. “I remember.” She
said smiling; she was already feeling safer by the moment. She had a handgun
she knew how to shoot well and she had her father with her who had a whole
arsenal. “Now you are
properly prepared, here take this too.” He said handing her a Benelli M4 12
gauge pump action shotgun with collapsible butt stock, pistol grip, and
flashlight on the front. “It only has some 2 ½” birdshot shells in it, so it
won’t have a very far range or knock down power. But if you hit them in the
head at close range it will drop them. That is the main thing, hit them in the
head, they won’t go down otherwise. You can do this honey, I know you can.”
Emmett said as he walked around the side of the car and to the passenger side
where his M4 with suppressor awaited him. She was a little
surprised when her dad handed her the shotgun. She had shot them before, but
never at anything living, not that these were living anymore. Her dad believed
in her, but she wasn’t so sure she believed in herself. The handgun her dad got
her was one thing, but he was really expecting her to be able to kill them and
she didn’t know what to think about that. Emmett slid his Beretta
into his shoulder holster as he pulled the M4 off the seat and chambered a
round. Putting the gun to his shoulder he closed the door and started towards
the gas station. “Honey you can come with me, just stay behind me and stay
alert. Watch my six and keep your eyes and ears open. Jane you stay in the
truck, we will be right back when it is safe.” Emmett moved towards the front
door of the fuel station in a half crouch. Alexis followed behind him in the
same stance slipping her Walther into the holster on her right left hip. As
they walked forward she kept close to her dad and looked around for any
movement. Emmett reached the
door and looked through the window to the abandoned inside of the station. He
could see one body on the floor but there was enough blood there for two or
three people. The goods were strewn about the floor, and half of the shelves
had fallen over. Emmett took all this in in a second, but what caught his eye
was the counter to the left of the doorway and the switches he knew would be
behind the counter to turn on the pumps. He turned to his left where Alexis was
looking through the big glass window at the inside. “Are you ready honey?
Remember what I told you aim for the head and don’t get bitten.” Alexis turned to
her father horror plain on her face after seeing all the blood and dead bodies.
“You don’t have to worry honey I will be right here, and they are not alive
anymore, remember that.” “I guess I’m ready,” she said unsure of
herself. She turned back to look through the window one last time at the horror
inside. Suddenly a bloody hand smacked against the other side of the glass.
Alexis jumped back bringing up her shotgun, she pulled the trigger on the
shotgun but nothing happened. She had forgotten to chamber a round! Emmett pushed the
door open already aiming to the left and down. Emmett took one look at the eyes
and knew it was infected, he fired his M4. The body of the infected hitting the
floor was louder than the actual shot with the suppressor and subsonic rounds. Alexis just stood
there looking at the bloody hand print, this was more than she could handle. It
had freaked her out more than a little. She chambered a round into the shotgun
as Emmett moved inside to the counter. She started forward to the open door,
telling herself to be strong and be brave. She had he dad here with her and as
long as he was here she would be safe. She kept telling herself as she hesitantly
walked inside the station. Emmett walked over
to the body and put another round in its head for good measure. He walked over
to the counter keeping his eyes peeled for movement. He glanced over the
counter and saw a body lying face down and it started to stir when he moved
near. He shot it twice in the head, not needing to see its eyes he could tell
by the look and smell it was infected. He hopped over the counter and found the
switch on the wall; he flipped all the pumps on. “I’m good to go over here,”
Emmett said to his daughter who was standing on the other side of the counter
keeping her eyes on the rest of the station. “I’ll clear this and then you may
use the restroom. Get behind the counter and make sure nothing gets out past me
or inside through the door.” Emmett moved down
the aisle reaching a body lying on the floor. He put a round in its head and
moved on to the door leading to the back. He eased the door open and moved into
the hallway with three doors going off it. He checked the first one but it was
locked, moving onto the women’s restroom he entered there. Handgun up to his
chest he moved around the corner, there were only two stalls. Surprisingly the
bathroom was cleaner than the rest of the station considering there was no
blood or dead bodies. He checked both the stalls and they were clear, he made
sure there was no other hiding place or entrances and moved back outside to the
hallway. He enter the men’s restroom next, this one did have blood on the floor
and a half eaten body resting in the corner. He walked up to it and saw that
half its head was already missing so he did not waste a round. He checked the
stall and the rest was clear, he moved back out to the main part of the
station. “The restrooms are
clear, use the woman’s as it is clean; don’t go into the men’s.” Emmett told
Alexis as he moved past her to the door. Emmett walked out to the truck and
started to fuel up checking the surrounding area again, it was still clear. Alexis was alone in
the station now, and she surely felt alone. She knew he dad was just outside
and wouldn’t leave her if he didn’t absolutely think it was safe. But that did
little to help her now and she had to use all of her self control and
determination to move from behind the counter. She walked to the back door and
eased it open with the tip of her gun. There was nothing there so she moved to
the woman’s restroom. Her hands were shaking when she opened the door, even
though she knew it was safe. She walked inside quickly looking around
everywhere keeping the gun pointed ahead. She did not fully relax till she had
checked both stalls. The lever clicked
off indicating the tank was full so Emmett topped it off and hung up the
nozzle. He knew this would be hard for
his daughter leaving her alone in there, but she needed to get used to this. He
would not always be around to protect her and if he wanted her to survive she
would need to harden up. Alexis came out the door of the station walking
towards the truck, a little more sure of herself. “Jane, do you need
to use the restroom?” Emmett asked her through the window. She did not answer
him she just looked at him with hate, grief plain in her eyes. Alexis walked up
and opened the rear door on the driver’s side, “Mom, let’s go, I’ll take you. It
is actually very clean.” Alexis helped her mom out of the door and they both
walked back inside the station. Emmett stood by the pump waiting, thinking if
he needed any of the supplies from inside. After going through a mental
checklist he realized he had everything he needed that he could think of. He
did walk back inside though and got some cold drinks and some snacks: chips,
cookies, candies and the like. He had plenty of survival food but he thought
the girls might like this better. He was leaning against the truck reloading
his magazine when the girls came out of the restroom. It had taken them over
fifteen minutes and Jane looked like she had been crying. Emmett guessed they had
had a girl talk while in there, girls loved to use the bathroom for that sort
of thing he thought “Are you two ready?
I have some food and drinks inside.” Emmett said as he finished reloading his
magazine and slid it back into the Beretta. “Yes.” Jane replied
venom dripping from her voice. At least it was an improvement considering she
would not talk to him before. They loaded into the truck and Emmett drove back
onto the road and headed towards town. ~*~ They drove all
through the day and into the night. They were now north of Oklahoma City,
having taken a detour around the capital. “Can we stop for the night?” Jane
asked. Emmett knew from when they were married that she could not sleep in a
moving vehicle. “Yes, we just need
to find a good spot,” Emmett replied having been thinking the same thing and
looking for a spot for the past few minutes. They were on a highway and were
seeing a bit of traffic, but not much, they were one of the few vehicles on the
road. “Dad, why are we
going north? Why not just back to your house?” Alexis asked suppressing a yawn. “Because honey I
have a… fortified building north and it has everything we need. You will even
have your own room.” Emmett replied trying to get a smile out of his daughter. He did, she smiled
saying, “You think of everything. But why north, why to that house?” “Because honey the
infection does not do so well in the colder weather and neither do the
infected.” “So how far north
are we going?” Looking in the rearview mirror Emmett could see Jane wanted
these same questions answered. “Alaska. The
further north we get from here the better.” Alexis and Jane looked a little
shocked at that response. “What? You show up
throw us in the car, shoot my husband and expect us to go all the way to Alaska
with you?” Jane had been silent for too long, she was pissed now and wanted
Emmett to know it. “Would you rather I
left you there in the capable hands of your ignorant husband?” “You b*****d! You
never liked him, you always wanted him dead!” “No I never did
like him, and wouldn’t have wasted a bullet on him if he wasn’t infected. But he
was so I did what I will do to every infected I see. Get used to it not dear,
because it’s only going to get worse.” “Enough! Must you
two always fight?” Alexis asked tired of seeing her parents this way. She loved
them both dearly but they had some unresolved issues to work out. “Why are we going
all that way? I thought we were just leaving Oklahoma, maybe to Montana at the
furthest. Is it that serious?” Alexis asked getting back on topic. Emmett
couldn’t help but chuckle at that question. But he stopped himself short; they
didn’t know what he did so he couldn’t expect them to understand. “Yes honey, it is
very serious. Right now it is just in Oklahoma in a few places, but the
infection will spread. Within a few days the places infected will outnumber the
ones not. Then in a few weeks we can expect the whole of the USA to be infected
a few months all of North America. After that who knows what will happen.” All
was silent for a few minutes and he could tell the girls were trying to digest
what he had told them. “How do you know
all of this?” Jane fumed suspicion clear in her voice. She wanting to scream at
him but kept her composer for her daughter. Emmett had been wondering when the
questions would come to this one. Now he faced a dilemma tell them or keep it a
secret, at least for now. “That, I cannot
tell you. I can tell you one thing however, because soon enough it will be all
over the news. Your father’s company is involved Jane, I… discovered something
while working security there. Something that alarmed me greatly, and made me do
some digging.” “You’re a liar my
father would never do anything like this! I can see now what happened between
you two.” Jane said just now realizing it had been more than the divorce.
Albert and Emmett had always been close, but something had happened around the
time of the divorce and Emmett quitting had put them at odds. “Believe what you
want, you will realize there is more to LifeWorks than you think a lot more.”
Emmett said thinking back to a time that seemed like a lifetime ago. “Here,
there is a rest stop up ahead. We will stop there for the night.” Emmett had his
choice of parking spots as there were no other cars to be seen. He pulled into
the parking space right in front of the restrooms. There were lights all around
and he could see for a good twenty yards in all directions. “Now honey,
concerning your handgun you need to be careful. Some people will try and take
it from you, best to wear your long jacket when in public. But make sure you do
keep it close, we never know how far the infection will reach or who is
infected.” Alexis threw on her
jacket and got out of the truck looking nervously around the rest stop. Emmett
got out and walked towards the restroom building. Inside he checked both
bathrooms, they were clear, no blood and no dead bodies. Alexis and Jane went
into the restrooms to freshen up before bed. Emmett unstuffed two of the three
sleeping bags in the bed of the truck and laid them each on the mattress. He
took the other one up onto the roof of the topper and laid it out next to the
shooting platform. The girls came out and looked at the bed with the sleeping
bags and mattress. “Is this for us?” Alexis
asked surprised that they would actually be able to sleep in something that
resembled a bed. “Of course,” Emmett
said smiling, enjoying her surprised reaction. “I’ll keep a watch from up here;
just make sure all the windows are closed back there. And you will see the
tailgate and topper can be opened and closed from the inside.” They climbed
into the bed of the truck and sealed the tailgate and topper. Emmett heard the
latch lock and knew they were safe inside. He crawled into his sleeping bag his
M4 always within reach. He closed his eyes, going into a Marine’s light sleep.
He knew the smallest sound of danger would wake him. He did not dream that
night. He woke up early
the next morning sore and stiff from sleeping on the roof of the topper. He was
not as young as he once was, he lamented to himself. He looked around at the
rest stop; it was the same as the night before. He grabbed his M4 and climbed
down off the topper, careful not to wake the girls up. He walked into the
bathroom used the toilet and splashing cold water on his face to wake himself
up. He exited the restroom feeling rested, awake and ready to start the day. He
walked over to the truck and knocked on the topper window, “Girls, it’s time to
wake up.” He could hear the
girls groaning from inside and knew they did not want to wake up. Emmett
grabbed his .308 from the weapons rack and climbed up on the roof of the topper.
He sat down in the chair there and rested his gun on the little desk attached
to the chair and kept an eye out for any movement. The girls got out of the
truck and went right into the bathrooms first thing. They came out only a few
minutes later, surprising Emmett. He had lived with them for years and never
seen them get ready this fast, I guess the apocalypse really did change people. They retrieved
their things from the bed of the truck and hopped into the backseat. Jane
immediately laid her head against the window and closed her eyes. Alexis rested
her shotgun in the middle of the backseat and buckled up. Emmett did one final
scan then climbed down off the roof, stored the rifle on the rack, and got into
the driver’s seat. A minute later they were back on the highway driving north.
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2 Reviews Added on June 27, 2013 Last Updated on July 4, 2013 Tags: zombies, apocalyptic, action, suspense, road-trip, family, death, infection, devastation, undead AuthorJoshua HunterSmall Town USA, MTAboutI am a mountain man to the core. I love the outdoors more than anything and am constantly in the woods and mountains. The only thing that I love more than the mountains is the Creator of them. When I .. more..Writing
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