Jack POV
We got back to our apartment within a few minutes. Cindy is being very quiet. She hasn't said anything for the last few minutes. But I think I have an idea of why. She's worried. Worried about everyone she used to know. Hating the thought of not knowing. Not knowing if they are somewhere safe or if they've been turned. As she sits down on the floor I go to sit next to her. "Cindy, come here", I say knowing she wants to cry. Holding my arms wide open for her. She grabs onto me and grips my neck tightly. As I hold her closer to me I hear her start to cry. It breaks my heart in pieces when I hear her cry. I've always wanted her to be happy but I know that would be impossible for most human beings. To always be happy. She cries into my shoulder ,soaking my shirt ,feeling so sad. Actually worse than sad. Cindy and I have created a name for when we feel worse than sad. SDV(Sulky Depro Ville). Its worse than it sounds and a very intense feeling. "Do you think they might be ok?", Cindy suddenly asks, her tears still falling. "I'm not sure. But if they are I know they'll be fine. Your dad taught you how to shoot remember?", I reply. "Yeah", she says. "He also told me to shoot you in the foot if you got touchy on a date or on prom night", she said smiling a little. "I know, your mom warned me about that before hand. So I decided against trying to get touchy with you", I say trying to appear serious.
Cindy POV
I see Jack smirking a little at the last comment he made. "You ass! So you wanted to get touchy with me?! What the hell?", I say as I playfully punch him in the arm. Jack who tried not to laugh is now no longer holding it in and failing to get his serious face back. After about 20 seconds he looks at me with a smirk. Placing his hand on my cheek and behind my ear. "Was it my fault you turned out so beautiful?", he asks. I look away as I feel my face redden a little. "Thanks", I say and kiss his cheek. He smiles at my action. "So you hungry?", he asks. "Yes", I reply. He hugs me once more before getting up. He heads to the "kitchen". Its not really a kitchen. Basically another room but we keep the food there. "Chicken or Pea soup?", he calls. "Are you going to serve us your pee if I say pea soup?", I say trying to hold in my chuckle. He walks to the door and peers through it at me with his eyebrow raised. Oh god not his eyebrow. I can't. I laugh till I start snorting. Damn I hate it when that happens. "Aaaawww there's that cute little snort that I love so much", he says. "Damn you!", I say trying not to laugh at his expression. Then he goes to the kitchen again to heat the soup on the little gas bottle, that we do our cooking on. " Its chicken soup then? Since you don't want my delicious pee!",he calls. "Calling it delicious is quite the understatement", I yell back.
Jack POV
Again I look back at her. "Is that so?", I ask eyeing her suspiciously. "And how would you know that?", I ask. "Don't question my judgement!", she says playfully. "Ok Judge Judy. I won't question", I say holding up my hands in defeat. I'm just glad she's smiling. I heat up the soup in the tiny pot.
*After 17 min*
The soup is now ready so I get the bowls and spoons. With the ladle I equally pour in the soup in each bowl. After I pick up the bowls and spoons I bring them to the other room. I hand Cindy her bowl and sit down with mine. We eat our soup while smiling every now and then. Then set our bowls aside. She snuggles into my arms.