Big Bad Wolfie

1) Why Am I Not Surprised?

1 MONTH LATER.

"How we doing?" I glanced back at Destiny from the front seat. She's Rose's replacement while she's out scavenging with another group. Destiny's still in training, but she does her job well.

"Not great, but not as bad as last month," she called.

"Well that's good news," I mumbled.

"Yeah, no, she's sugar coating it. It's pretty bad. Might actually be worse than last time," Harper interjected bluntly.

I sighed. "Well that's less good news."

I made eye contact with Destiny in the rear view mirror, and she shrank back into herself. I frowned and waited to catch her eye again. Once I did, I sent her a smile, and she sent me a timid one back.

I shook my head when she looked back down.

That girl. So shy.

"Stop here," Harper instructed while looking out the window.

"Last stop," Destiny breathed out, looking at the limited amount of blood bags around her. Her face fell when she realized how little it really was.

Even though I don't want to show it — especially not to her — the feeling is mutual. Harper's right, this is worse than last month.

I hopped out of the truck nonetheless, and Desi and Harps followed. At this point, everyone knew the drill. Harper and I would go in and get the blood, while Destiny waited by the truck to make sure nothing happened.

Not that most people would want anything to do with a truck full of blood, but we're not the only ones scavenging tonight.

Scratch that.

We are one of the only ones scavenging tonight. Most else are hunting.

Even more reason for me and Harps to be quick.

I glanced up at the sign as we entered. 'Hearts Foundation Blood Drive' it read. We walked up the steps and found the stock of blood that didn't match anyone and wasn't going to be used. We had to use our super speed, great eye sight and sense of smell and whatnot to find the ones that weren't safe to drink, because of disease and things like that.

We only came up with a few good ones.

Again.

I blew out a frustrated sigh before I felt movement behind me that made me whip my head around.

"What's up?" Harps asked me, distracted with carefully putting the blood bags away for safe keeping.

"I think something might be going on outside," I stated just as distractedly, turning back around to help her.

The disturbance stopped so I didn't think anything of it.

It could be nothing, like a raccoon knocking over trash cans or something.

Once we were done, we headed out, and there was no disturbance. No noise.

  And no Destiny.

"What the?" I mumbled.

  "Desi?!"

"Destiny!" We called out.

I heard a shuffle a few alleys down, and I could tell Harper heard it too.

I turned to her. "Here, put that up, and I'll go check out what that noise was. She might have seen something and wondered off."

  Not that it's like her to make decisions like that of her own. But you never know.