Tara nodded her head in understanding. Although in a city with of over eight hundred thousand people, not many would be saved. Allie asked.<br/><br/>"That's only, at most, only four hundred and fifty people...How will-"<br/><br/>"First come, first served."<br/><br/>Tara suggested. She didn't want to think about how people would die, compared to how many would be saved. If she did, it would be very upsetting. It was better to think about how many they could save, compared to how many would die. More would die if they didn't get to Chicago and mass produce Aerius' vaccine. The only way to stop the whole country and neighboring countries from the outbreak, was to get people vaccinated. Once the infection had no more new patients, it would end. There was a light at the end of the tunnel, but it would take time to reach it.<br/><br/>Mikayla looked down at her father, he was so hurt. The pain killers helped a little. He was in so much pain, he wasn't even hungry. Food...That was something Mikayla wasn't even thinking about. With her dad resting, she was thinking of how Aiden was dead. She mumbled that whatever Aerius made to eat would be fine. She wasn't feeling very picky, neither was Allie. With Ryan resting, it was hitting her again that Brock was dead. That he helped spread this outbreak and hadn't even known it. Tara offered to help Aerius with the food. She was depressed, she knew her cousin, Aiden was dead, and she would miss him. He had been a good guy. She had thought he would have taken a shower after practice. She wished she had made sure he had, like she had made sure Mikayla had been clean.<br/><br/>If only...What ifs didn't matter now. Columbus had fallen and other cities would soon too. It only took one, like she had told Allie.<br/><br/>"Be honest, how many people do you think will die before we get your vaccine in the right hands?"<br/><br/>Tara asked Aerius quietly.