Checking in with the doctors treating the lesbian soldier he had yet to met

Michael's POV

Once we had unloaded everything we brought from the vehicles all the way to the building, and you had spoken with some of the original residents to coordinate watch duty while the feast was ready, you started walking towards the Patel's family apartment with Garcia by your side.

As you approached down the dimly lit hallway, the scent of curry and spices wafted through the air, a stark contrast to the usual smell of decay and desperation that filled the streets. The door was adorned with a framed photo of the Patel family, capturing a moment of their lives before the world went to hell.

You paused, taking in the smiling faces, the laughter frozen in time. You could almost hear the clatter of pots and pans, the sizzle of food being prepared, and the hum of conversations in Hindi and English. He knocked on the door, and it swung open to reveal a woman in her late fifties, one hand already busy with a plate of rice and curry.

"Michael, my boy and owner!" Parvati exclaimed, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "You are back from the supply run! Good, now come in, come in. You must be starving."

Michael stepped inside, followed by Garcia.

"Thank you, Mrs. Patel," he said, trying to match the warmth of her smile.

Mrs. Patel waved a hand, dismissing the formality. "None of that, Michael. You and your girls are part of this family now. Call me Ammi, like everyone else."

Garcia snorted softly, earning an amused glance from you. "Yes, ma'am," she said, a small smile playing on her lips.

The apartment was a hub of activity. Most of the Patel family were preparing food fo their new doctor guests, who were currently talking to Sergeant Zhang in hushed tones as if comparing notes, while Aanya, the middle daughter of Mrs. Parvati who graduated as a nurse before the dead rose was bent over the prone form of a very tall and muscular blonde woman, her hands steady as she applied a wet cloth wrapped around ice on the tall soldier's forehead.

And at the sight of her, Garcia threw caution to the wind and immediately took off. "Kristen!" She shouted as she reached the bed. "Are you alright?"

The prone soldier did not respond, but her facial expression twitched, even with her eyes closed.

"The doctors from the Cruz family here did a great job treating her," Sergeant Zhang said as she approached her distressed teammate. "But they lacked the medicines to finish treating her. Thankfully, I got some pills that should help her condition when I looted that pharmacy, and we already ****-fed them to her while she was ****. She hasn't said anything yet, but she has started to stir and open her eyes for a few moments before closing them again, so that's progress. Just give it some time. She will be back on her feet before we know it."

"I hope so," Garcia said in a small voice. "I sure hope so..."

You decided to let her have a moment of privacy with her prone girlfriend before turning to Sergeant Zhang. "Great job with your mission, Sergeant. And I am told it was even more successful than initially anticipated," You added as you looked at the female family of four doctors. "My name is Michael Banner," You said, deciding to give them your full name, given the circumstances. "And I am the owner of this building and the leader of the group. May I ask for your names?"

The doctors seemed a bit surprised to learn that you owned the building and commanded the group, probably because you looked a little too young for that. And to be fair, you were...to the unclaimed mind. But the older woman and objective MILF of the family shook her head first and offered her hand to him.

"My name is Doctor Emma Cruz, and these are my daughters, Doctor Reyna, Doctor Mia, and Doctor Jenna Cruz," she said, gesturing to each of her daughters in turn. "We are honored to join your group, Michael. Your resources and protection have already proven invaluable to us, and I believe your group will benefit from our medical experience."

"It's a pleasure to have you all with us," you replied, shaking each of their hands in turn. "And I have no doubt that your skills and expertise will be crucial in keeping our group safe and healthy. Your work with Sergeant Vanders is already a testament to that."

Doctor Mia, who seemed to be the most talkative of the bunch, raised an eyebrow at you.

"So, Michael, I've heard a lot about you. You're quite the collector, aren't you?"

You felt a slight twinge of discomfort at the way she said 'collector,' but you shrugged it off. "I prefer to think of it as building a family," you said. "A large, extended family with members that protect and look after one another so that we can all improve our lot as much as possible in this chaotic new world And I'm always looking for skilled individuals to join us. You four certainly fit that description."

Doctor Jenna, the youngest or at least the shortest of the Cruz sisters, sighed in relief at the compliment. "Thank you, Michael."

"Yes, we're glad to be here," Doctor Reyna, the eldest of the Cruz sisters, added, her voice warm and sincere. "And please, call us by our first names. We're all in this together now."

Michael nodded, appreciating their casualness. "Of course. And thank you for your help with Kristen. Garcia has been worried sick about her."

Doctor Emma nodded. "She's a tough one, lightning strike or not. She'll pull through. We need to get her strength back up, though. She's lost some weight already since... since what happened."

Garcia looked up at that, her eyes filled with concern but she said nothing.

Michael nodded, turning to Sergeant Zhang. "Anything else we should know about our new guests, Sergeant?"

Sergeant Zhang smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "They asked for one of the empty apartment buildings to make their home in, if possible. I think that's fair enough, given how valuable their service could be for our group in the long term."

You decided to nod after a brief pause, already thinking of an idea even as he agreed. "Very well, then. That's a concession that I can certainly grant.

The tallest and curviest among the Cruz sisters, Doctor Reyna, smiled at that. "We appreciate it, Michael. And we'll do our best to contribute to the group's welfare."

You turned to Mrs. Parvati. "Don't eat too much. As good as that curry smells, I asked Melissa to prepare a feast for all of us to commemorate an excellent day full of victories and resourceful supply runs. You won't want to spoil your appetite for that, but maybe you could save up some of your food for that and coordinate with Mrs. Carter."

The Indian matriarch smiled at the news. "Oh, that's a great idea! I will go help Melissa cook more food. Girls, leave a portion for the hungry doctors, but then come help me. We have a party to prepare."

Divya and her youngest sister, Anjali, grinned before taking off, and soon, Aanya decided to join them, since she figured there were enough experienced medics looking after the patient already.

Then, you turned to look back at the doctors. "I have to go take care of a few important matters, but I will be back about half an hour before the feast to take you to your new apartment. In the meantime, keep monitoring the patient. Garcia, you are off duty, and once again, great job on the mission today. I will give you some time to yourself with Kristen."

They all nodded, and then you turned to leave. And as you walked through the doorway, you couldn't help but imagine that MILF Emma lying down in bed while she fucked your cock at the same time as her twin daughters played with her respective breasts and her naked eldest moaned while she slammed her pussy on her mother's mouth; the four claimed women moaning in pleasure as they obeyed your commands eagerly.

You inhaled sharply at the sudden, brilliant idea. And then, you picked up the pace.