Surviving Sides Chapter 1
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summanry: "If the apocalypse doesn't kill us, raising teenagers will."
Logan was hesitant to even call this the "apocalypse." The world hadn't ended, and the six of them were very much alive. Society as they all knew it, however, had ended. This was an infection that had been the trigger for the collapse of their governments and the rise of pure anarchy. With most of humanity either dead, infected, or out of communication. This was not the end of the world, rather destruction on a catastrophic scale. For that reason, he could agree that this was an apocalypse.
"I know the boys can be frustrating, Logan, but they need us. They wouldn't kill us. I hope."
Patton knew deep down that the boys wouldn't kill them. They were too vulnerable, only being between the ages of thirteen and sixteen. He knew he was in over his head trying to take in four teenagers in these circumstances. What else was he supposed to do? He wasn't about to leave them to fight every moment of their lives. Besides, having so many people around brought familiarity to this entirely unfamiliar world. They needed him.
Patton offered a supportive smile to Logan. He needed him too.
