"Yeah, I guess it wasn't," Victoria said. She figured that real push-ups were way harder

"I figured, but look what you did to yourself," she said, gesturing to Victor's now reopened wounds

" You should start with 10 a day everyday. " Gerard suggested, knowing it would be a lot easier that way.

" Not that bad.. we just need to get back to base where these can be properly wrapped up. " Victor said stubbornly, not thinking of his own well being for half a second.

Victoria nodded. "Yeah, if I can motivate myself enough to do that." She already knew that tomorrow she wouldn't want to do ten push-ups

"Fine, then. Come on," Alaska said, walking ahead of Victor even though she had no idea where she was going

" I bet you can do that much, it will be easy after awhile. "

Victor followed, stumbling a bit but keeping up. He was keeping watch making sure they were going the right way.

Victoria nodded. "I will definitely try, but no guarantees."

Alaska was surprised that he hadn't stopped her yet, or even said that they were going the wrong way

" It will be hard at first, so I don't expect much unfortunately. "

Victor spotted something interesting and paused, " 'Laska look over there. " Parked there was a... a Rv. Hope lit in Victors bright blue eyes like a raging flame.

Victoria nodded. "Yeah, I figured as much. How long does it take?"

Alaska followed his gaze, spotting the vehicle. Alaska was extremely doubtful that it would be any use to them, though, but she didn't say anything about it. "Let's go check it out."

" A week or so to get used to it. "

Victor happily went over to it, the door was unlocked and the keys left inside. He looked simply delighted at this. He popped the hood and that is when his heart sank... no battery, it needed coolant, and other oils.

Victoria nodded. "Okay."

Alaska shook her head. She figured it wouldn't be any use

" I wish you the best of luck "

" We need to fix it. " Victor said, determination burning in his voice.