It had been twentysix days since the bear attacked him, he had agreed to
quarantine his self until the danger to others had passed, but the time was dragging by, you can only exercise, read, and plan so much. Sandra had been reading of all the possible
treatments, and they had agreed on six weeks of isolation. Damn she thought, since Michael had taken a leadership role, the communities were coming together, with food and shelter
for everyone, she needed him to survive this, everyone needed for him to survive this. She had gathered everything she could find, that might help him, some natural antiviral plants
for the most part, poppy plants, pain medicines from the military supplies and
she kept a tranq gun in her belt. Late
in the night, burning with fever, Michael awoke feeling the bear stirring onctop of him, he tried to move, he felt hot and weak the bear was moving, standing looking down on him, the bear roared and Michael roared back at him,
trading blow after blow with the bear. Then he felt a burning warm sensation in his thigh and darkness enfolded him. Sandra standing at the door, tears streamed down her cheeks as she lowered the tranq gun. With the help of
others they lifted him onto his bed, Sandra checked his vitals, and started an
IV, his fever was raging, she had enough drugs to keep him sedated for days but
his immune system would have to do the heavy lifting. Two days later his fever broke, and Sandra starting reducing his drugs. The dreams came like visions after his fever broke, seeing massive movements of people and
animals, battles, and rain always rain and cold. Finally on the fifth day he
awoke, hungry and weak, Sandra brought him soups and bread, and nursed him back
to health, she had never left his side, she had only napped for the whole five days, she to was exhausted. Her suit now detected no viral pathogens, so she released him from his cell, and in their room she joined him in bed. Sharing the warmth of their bodies, Sandra
cried in his arms, the tears treamed down her cheeks wetting his chest, Michael
just sighed, lifted her chin and kissed her lips, he understood the depth of
her love, and wished he could stay in her arms forever.
A few days later Michael started preparing for his trip to visit the other
Bunkers, Sandra and he had many heated discussions, he had written down the
coordinates for the Air Base he needed to visit, and decided to fly. The site he was looking for was about two
hundred miles west and he wanted to travel alone, Sandra insisted on her coming
along and to bring a few troops as well.
Finally they settled on a plan, using one of the wagons they loaded a flyer onto it, Helen's squad would accompany them, they would first stop at the Bunker Colony by the river, and deliver Michael's warning of the impending crisis. It was a shame the old interstate bridges had collapsed, travel west would have been much easier. After a few days they reached the Bunker Colony, Mathew was the first to greet them, glad you could make it, but I wish we had had more warning, I was very surprised when my portable com went of yesterday, Matthew said. Michael appologized and asked that he and Jhon should gather their people so they could be informed. In front of Mathew's cabin Michael addressed the colony and
relayed GOD's message. He told them of the lost communication satellites, of his new mission to warn the other Bunkers, the impending flood, and the following cold. After the meeting, they moved inside for dinner. They ate mostly in silence, the mood was down, they did not want to return to the Bunker, and give up their new homes.