Sarah didn't know the new address he gave the cabby and as they drove she watched out the window as they approached a wild looking place with only a small dirt path. She had no doubt Jake wouldn't look for them there but it wasn't exactly safe either. She kept her doubts to herself though even when he lead them to a small shack and then instructed her to enter the bunker first.<br/><br/>She had expected a dump of a basement with no lights, mountains of dust, and the occasional critter. What she found though was an actual decent living space with every amenity they would need to live comfortably for a while. The nursery was something she hasn't expected however.<br/><br/>When he told her to sit she did so with an obedience of someone who was used to punishment for not listening. After a moment of sitting on a small love seat, however, she decided to get back up and try to go talk to the man. She carefully approached where he was cooking and cleared her throat as she gathered up her courage. "I never introduced myself.." She began. "My name is Sarah Everhart." She slid into a kitchen chair at a small table a short distance from him and offered him a friendly smile.<br/><br/>She had learned a little about him from context clues. He apparently had been alive at one point, and died not that long ago if he knee Jake and Johnny. He had been in the gang, she guessed, and Jake had been the one to kill him. She wasn't allowed to know much about the gang so it wasn't odd she didn't know who the towering man was. To her he was simply a savior. "You know Johnny and Jake, and not on good terms, but can I ask what your name is?"