Kapitel 70: 2.39

I found a maternity store and threw whatever I found in roughly my size into the dimensional space, next to the other few rails of clothing that were now utterly useless for me, but would be one day. That's if I don't get too fat, having babies did that, didn't it?

I sighed again, lamenting my future as a mother, and browsed the maternity lingerie section, throwing whatever I saw in my size regardless of whether I liked it or not.

Selecting an outfit from my space in the end I found a bathroom and was pleased to see the tap still run, though slowly.

I washed up, tossing the dirty clothes into the trashcan, that stunk up the room, and putting on the new maternity undies and skinny jeans, I paused for a moment standing sideways facing the bathroom mirror in the dim sunlight from the narrow bathroom window.

There was a definite round curve to my stomach now, which the new pants hugged perfectly. My breasts had begun feeling sore and itchy and I was using the next cup size up in sports bras now. Very pleased I had taken the whole lot at the time, not just one size.

As I smiled warmly at my stomach, I felt eyes gazing at me from somewhere. I crouched dipping to reach the hilt of my nearest sword, ebony, pulling it from the sheath to point at the location of the sound. Aware that the presence didn't show up on my radar at all.

"Noah," I let out a sigh of relief and let the tip of the sword point to the floor, "why are you sneaking up like that?" I grumbled, placing ebony away to continue dressing up.

"Is Will with you?" I asked now fully clothed and attaching the sword harness around my growing waist. Noah got frustrated at my clumsy fingers and shoved my hands away to fasten it himself.

Done, he took two strides back, then glanced around before turning to face me again.

"Get what you need?" He asked looking me up and down seeing me only with one backpack. "I can help you carry more if you want?" He asked.

I quickly pulled a few shopping bags I'd filled with clothing out of my space and into a bathroom stall. One upgrade I'd happily encountered was when bringing things out of my space I could place them where I wanted, though I still needed to touch them to make them enter.

"In there," I pointed at the stall, letting him pick up the two bags. He smiled and walked out. It was weird seeing him like this. The Noah in the dream had been very cold, bossy, and ignorant, usually only interested in her when it came to sex or was related to Izzy.

I tried to remain polite and focus on wording myself right, each sentence I spoke was like walking over landmines.

I tied my hair up in a tight bun, then fastened my jacket that was squeezing over my jumper. Though the sun was out, it was still very cold, I longed for the heat.

Not caring to check through any more stores, I followed Noah as he took me out through the fire exit where Victoria and Will were sitting chatting whilst having a picnic on the grass.

I stifled a giggle at the sight as I quickly ensured we were clear with a scan, then lay across the edge of the blanket. I grabbed a stale cake out of a box and ate it sloppily, trying my best not to foodgasm too loudly. Chocolate was currently the little lady's room service order.

Licking my fingers and rolling onto my back to look up at the bright blue sky, I grew conscious of the gathering of zombies in the mall, getting closer to this exit by the minute.

This side of the mall faced sparse woodlands and suburban homes after a flimsy-looking chainlink fence.

I groaned, forcing myself to stand seeing the others were doing the same, Noah stood facing the broken fire exit doors pensively gripping his gun.

To reach the farm we had to find the train line and walk north on that. The only problem was when we reached that train line, I could see an intense signature of the virus ahead of us.

We eventually saw a train knocked off the tracks by a meteorite. Though this one was much weaker than the one I'd encountered.

We walked around the edge of the crater, hearing the groans of the green dead trying to reach out of their warped steel prison.

Noah sent Will ahead with me. When they were out of sight System warned me, "someone's just siphoned that meteorite dry."

I glanced back to see only Will's hand as he covered my eyes, then turned my face then pushed me forward. Either Victoria or Noah were System users, or maybe even both. Will even possibly knew too, considering his swift action. This changed things.

"Is there a way to know for sure?" I asked internally as I watched Victoria and Noah take the lead again chatting in hushed voices. They often did that in the dream.

It made Hannah feel insecure and left out, yet she never talked about it. Choosing to turn a blind eye. Happy that the attention given was to someone other than her for a chance.

Living with Noah was like living under a microscope, then on top of that, his Grandfather had no care for privacy or restraint when it came to her or Izzy.

It was the apocalypse and Hannah couldn't even catch a break. Always being called weak, pathetic, and hanging on a man's thigh by the other survivors. She had only used her gift to help with farming.

Three years of hell until her daughter's death gave her a much-needed and belated wake-up call. But by then it was too late. I had to focus and learn from her mistakes, namely trusting the man walking in front of me.

Seeing familiar energy in the distance my pace picked up as I almost began a jog in their direction coming off the tracks.

"Hannah, where you going?" Will asked, jogging down the bank from the track to catch up to me.

"Trees talk," I gestured forward, "they're this way."

Will waved over the other two and we dealt with a few charcoaled stragglers amongst the trees, likely from the crash site behind, to find the truck parked in the middle of the highway.

Matt and Alex sat on the roof. Alex jumped down, easily landing on his feet as he ran to meet up with me.

I blushed as he fussed to check I was okay, ignoring the cold eyes on me as the others went ahead to talk.

"We couldn't get into the farm," Luke complained as I walked towards them instead of towards Will.

"Was there a horde of zombies like?" I asked, looking around using the radar ensuring there weren't too many close by.

"No, but the animals have gone fucking mad," Matt butt in, wrapping his arms around a blushing Luke. "Luke being the soft idiot he is thought he'd try and befriend the dog, even after seeing it eating a pig's corpse."

"Well it's a dog, of course, it's going to eat a pig," Luke huffed, crossing his arms.

"Hmm, so I wonder where he's gonna send us next," I glanced over to them reading the map again and confirming the route before calling us all to get back on the truck.