The Start of Us (Bacon)

"You took care of her for a week when she was born, she can deal with being away from me for a couple hours" Emily protested and frowned, putting Chrissa in a makeshift playpen made of baby gates melted together.

Charlee picked up the blade, setting it up high. "Emmie, Chrissa needs you still. Even if you aren't breastfeeding her," he told her

"But you just got back, you cant go out again, just draw me a map and I'll go" She pleaded while grabbing Chrissa before she knocked one of Emily's blades onto the ground.

"Ems, I found this place.. it looked like someone just abandoned for, left supplies and everything. I gotta go back for it ASAP." he set the food on the shelves they used. If he could find some plant seeds...

"Oh my God yes! She needs more of this for more protein, the shit we keep finding for her isn't enough and I'm almost dry of milk" She sighed as she grabbed the baby food.

He whistled, the pulled out a few, small, portable containers of applesauce and one, rather rare, piece of babyfood.;"There was a children's Walmart basically. Emmie, this place is a good mine!"

"Nice find" She said and smiled as she checked the supplies, "And food for Chrissa? We're almost out" She asked while keeping an eye on her daughter.

"Hey." he set down Chrissa, showing his sister the bits of food and water he found

"Hey Charlee" She said softly and she kissed him gently, knowing Chrissa wasn't paying attention to them.

He pulled Emily into a hug, shushing Chrissa. "Hey Emmie."

Chrissa squealed and giggled loudly, squirming around in his grip, Emily huffed and chuckled as she got up and walked toward them.

(Damn..)

Charlee picked up his niece, dropping his scavengings to twirl her around, "Hey baby girl," he cooed.

(Lucky, I still have like two and a half weeks)

Chrissa heard her uncle and she squealed loudly, crawling toward him, "Jeez Chrissa, I have no idea how we've stayed alive this long with your set of lungs" Emily groaned as she sat up, "Hey" She called and gave her brother a smile.

(I got out today)

Charlee poked his head into the building they called home, it had a few couches and the found a bed, it had toys for Chrissa, one of the reasons they chose it. "I'm home." he said, smiling as he stepped in

(I know the feeling on that too lol, I'm still not out yet)

A little over a year later, Emily sighed as she laid on a beat up couch while watching her year old daughter play, Emily had barely survived the birth and had left her brother to care for her daughter for a week while she was in a coma. Emily had named her daughter Christina, or just Chrissa, and she was as happy as could be, it had been hard over the past year keeping both her brother and her daughter safe, but she managed it.

(You can see school has made be stupid..er. A year, I guess.)

(Sure to what? Months or year? Lol and sure I can post)

(Sure! You post?)

(Lol, I know the feeling, maybe a few months? To a year possibly?)

(Oops. I meant hmmm.. but you know, sausage fingers)

(Like how far should we skip?)

(Hmm!?.)

(How far do you think it should be?)

(Sure)