Infestation Chicago: A Zombie Survival Series (Volume 2) (10 page)

Chapter 12 – Is it Goodbye

Outside the theater a few blocks away
, at the docks, a decision had to be made. All of the boats were completely destroyed. Most were sunk; others were burned out long ago.

“
Now what?” David asked them as the sun began to rise.

“We can take a vehicle.” Sam said pointing toward a motorcycle lying on its side on the ground.

“Only fits two.” David said shrugging and raising his arms, “Maybe if we found-” He was cut off by Destiny.

“I am staying.”
she said quickly.

“
What?” David looked at Destiny confused.

“I can’t
keep going David.” she said shaking her head. “It’s too much.” she continued.

“What do you mean?” He asked
.

“The zombies won’t touch you
. You need Sam; her immunity is different than yours. They might need her as much as they need you. You don’t need me.” She said shaking her head.

“Yes I do.” David said looking into Destiny’s eyes as they
filled up with tears.

“
Take her, reach New York, and end this nightmare.” Destiny said as David held her hands with his and nodded in understanding. He leaned toward her and kissed her gently on the lips. “I will be here when everything is over.” she said slightly sobbing.

“I will be back for you.”
he said affectionately. He knew why she was staying. Sam had the immunity and although zombies don’t ignore her it was easier for David to protect one person then two. “I swear I will.”

“I know,” Destiny said
attempting to hold back her tears. “I am holding you to that K?” She continued and wrapped her arms around him.

2 Hours Later

“Take this,” Father Martin spoke as he walked up to the group. He handed David a large radio as he let go of Destiny. “It will help us keep in touch until you reach the bunker in New York.”

“Thank you father.” David said gratefully. “You going to be O.K. here sheriff?” David asked turning to Holiday.

“I think so,” Holiday replied looking around at all the people walking the streets. “We have a good thing here; we are going to make it even better.”

“Gary will help you keep this
place safe,” David said pointing to Gary standing behind Holiday. Holiday looked over his shoulder at the giant red beast and leaned toward David.

“He won’t hit me if I talk too loud right?” He asked.

“No sheriff.” David laughed, “He knows everyone here is its friends unless you say otherwise, and the zombies will stay out of town with him here.” Holiday nodded hesitantly and hugged David.

“I am going to miss you boy.” Holiday said while holding David for a moment.

“Gonna miss you too old man.” David said sighing loudly as they separated. “Thanks for the bike lessons. I hope I can manage it ok.” He turned toward Sam who was standing beside the motorcycle with a gas can strapped to her back. Fuel was scarce and they needed to take whatever they could find with them. The motorcycle was an old 1985 Harley Davidson low-rider. Sam hopped on the back seat staring at David.

“Should be an easy trip?’ David asked Sam. She smiled and nodded her head.

“You ready?” she asked him.

“
I guess so.” David responded. He wasn’t happy leaving Destiny behind but he knew it had to be done. He quickly got on the seat in front of Sam. David reluctantly waved at Holiday and Destiny who had tears in her eyes as they accelerated and began the journey to New York.

* * * * * * *

Four
hours later at a secret government bunker underneath New York City the General stood with her arms crossed and tapped her shoulder repeatedly. In front of her was a large screen the size of a small vehicle. On it was a man wearing a suit looking at her sternly.

“I understand Mr. President.” The general said before the screen clicked off. General Adams walked slowly across the room with all the computers and stood at a desk. She tapped the young man who was typing away at the keyboard on his shoulder.

“Yes sir! I mean ma’am?” the young man said standing up from his computer. The general placed her hand on his shoulder and guided him back into his seat.

“Orders from the President,” She
said as her voice for the first time ever, shook. “Initiate failsafe responses.” She continued. The young man looked up at her puzzled.

“For which city ma’am? I thought contact with Las Vegas was re-established.” He asked curiously.

“No, that would be mere rumor.” The General responded. “We have lost Vegas along with three other cities, and the President believes we will not be able to regain control of them.” She crossed her arms and tapped her fingers on her sleeve.

“So which city are we initiating the failsafe for?” He asked waiting for an answer.

“Deploy nukes to Las Vegas …” The general said pausing so he could type in the cities name, “Los Angeles … Seattle …” Again she waited for him to put in the names of the cities. “… Chicago.” She said slightly choking on the name of the last city.

“Done ma’am,” the young man said, “Total destruction of indicated areas will occur in less than five minutes.”
The general nodded her head and walked away.