“Every time you guys come back from your runs, you reek of
death and what the world has become. You
guys don’t see it, but there are a few that find somewhere else to be when you
get back. Those are the ones that will want
to go.”
Just then Duke perks up and the three men turn towards the
door.
The door slowly opens and Lana comes in wrapped in a blanket
as usual. Duke trots over to greet her and
licks her hand. She sits down between Luke
and Deacon. All three of the guys wait
for Lana to begin yelling at Deacon since she had not said a word to him since
the shooting range the day before.
She takes his hand and he turns to look at her only to find she is
looking directly into his eyes.
“You promise you won’t let anything happen to her?”
“I Promise!
I don’t want her to go either, but we both know that this is not an
option we have.” 
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