There is a shelter

"Just off the highway, there is a hide. We've set that up as part of a way to keep observation of the region around the compound. We should be able to go the night in that." The reverend thinks for a second, and nods. "We might need to help Sharon in the last couple miles, but I'm sure we'll be able to get there and weather the night."

It's settled then. He finishes packing, and calls to his wife. "Sharon, are you ready?" She nods. "Everything is as secure as it can be, Sir." The reverend slings a pack on his back. "Then get Rosie. We're going." Wordlessly, she leaves and returns after a few minutes, a young woman on her trail.

As soon as Rosie sees you, her eyes light up and she runs over to embrace you. She has her mother's blonde curls, which still seem to glow, even as they're tied up for the first time you've seen. Her jeans and shirt don't do much to hide her hourglass figure. She is soft, and gently kisses you on the cheek. "I'm so happy to see you. Now that you're here to help us get to safety, I know I can feel safe."

You and the reverend share a smile.