Keera looked back over at him, already feeling her teeth starting to chatter. They had frosted over last night and a tent wasn't going to cut it for another. She was pretty sure some of her fingers were already going to fall under the old carhartt gloves he'd forced her to take.

She nodded over to the farther cabin. "That one looks like it has one of those weird half chimneys for a wood-burning stove. Maybe we'll get lucky and there will be one in there." She was already talking a few steps by the time she finished the sentence, raising her machete, gripping it as much as she could with numb fingers.

Nodding he stepped in front of the petite brunette as she unsheathed her machete. If he hadn't heard it, he might have forgotten to pull his hatchet from his makeshift halster. Over the last several days, he was exhausted from what felt like a constant state of vigilance. The tent they stayed in provided such little protection he found himself staring into the fabric most nights waiting to hear something–anything that might wish them harm. Gus tried the door but it seemed to be locked so taking a step back he began to kick it down. Finally when his boot landed the third time the door swung open. Turning to Keera he gave a brief shrug before entering into the small cabin.

At first glance, it was a humble one-room cabin with a small kitchenette. It looked like so many things these days: forgotten by time. Placing his hatchet back in his belt he moved out of the doorway to let Keera in. He watched her intently wondering what she thought of the place. A bed big enough for the both of them sat in the corner, along with a small metal kitchen table that looked to be from the 1950s. On the opposite wall was the fireplace. A half smile tugged his lips, "Looks like you're right. This will do." Honestly, it was the best shelter they've had in a long time.

She smiled slightly at the way he stepped in front of her. The lack of sleep and the cold were getting to them both at this point but oddly enough, they hadn't gotten snippy with each other. In fact if anything they just slipped into a companionable silence. She longed for a real night's sleep though, someplace warm. Someplace where every other gust of wind didn't get through and you didn't wake up shaking even under all the blankets that they had.

Yes, it definitely needed a good dusting and to run a raccoon out. But it was the fireplace/wood-burning stove that caught her eye. "Oh thank god." She muttered, walking towards it and checking it. "Have you ever used one of these? It heats up so well it could probably heat a room three times this size." She turned from where she was on her hunches with a grin at him. "We're going to be warm." Like Sauna warm." She chuckled. She knew that they should check the other cabins, make sure there were no walkers in there, set a perimeter but she was honestly relieved. "If we play our cards right...we could stay here all winter." It was more hope then they'd had since they had left that rancid camp.

Keera looked back over at him, already feeling her teeth starting to chatter. They had frosted over last night and a tent wasn't going to cut it for another. She was pretty sure some of her fingers were already going to fall under the old carhartt gloves he'd forced her to take.

She nodded over to the farther cabin. "That one looks like it has one of those weird half chimneys for a wood-burning stove. Maybe we'll get lucky and there will be one in there." She was already talking a few steps by the time she finished the sentence, raising her machete, gripping it as much as she could with numb fingers.

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