“Mommy, Where did all those clothes come from?” It was Susie. She was sitting up rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

“Honey, Me and Aunt Brie found them. Just for you three.” Cassie told her.

Susie jumped off the couch and rushed over to the piles of clothes. “Thank you, Mommy and Aunt Brie.”

“Your welcome, Sweetie.” I found myself saying.

Cassie's daughter would find something she would like then hold it up to herself. A cool it will fit, or nah, to big or to small.

Zoey woke and joined Susan, after also waking Riley. All three of our daughters we digging through the pile of clothes. Almost like best friends one would hand another something, “This wold look great on you.” or. “This would fit you better.”

Each one of them started a pile of clothes that they had chosen. Cassie, Whitney and I just sat an watched. All three of our daughters behaved like a little lady. Not grabbing or pushing.

We heard from the girls. “Oh,this is cute, This should fit you.”

“OK, Ladies,” I started. “once you get your final pile together. Go ahead and get dressed.”

Around of yes came from the table.

“I am going to send Cassie and Whitney down to supply. To see what they can find.”

Both Whitney and Cassie telling their daughters to stay with Aunt Brie Anna.

As the girls finished and started getting dressed. I talked to Cassie and Whitney. “See what you can find. Right at the moment, 5 backpacks. 2 small enough for the girls. See if they have some athletic shoes for the girls. Cloths for the big girls. Check on survival gear, tents, sleeping bags, you know what is needed. No need to get them at the moment. Just put them aside.”

“Got you, Colonel.” Whitney said. Her and Cassie taking off for supply.

Turning around I found that the girls have gotten dressed. Riley in Pink jeans, and a white flowered top. Susan was in std jeans and a flannel shirt, Looking like a cowgirl. While my daughter, Zoey had on. A red flair skirt, black leggings, and an AC/DC Hells Bells t-shirt.

“What do you think, Mommy.” Zoey asked as she did a twirl in front of me.

“That is a cute outfit. You look beautiful.” I answered.

Blushing, “Thanks, Mommy.” As she hugged me. For some reason, I knelt down and gave her a big hug. I had this strange feeling of love and caring for this girl.

“What about us, Aunt Brie?” Susie asked.

“Both of you are also beautiful.” I answered.

I sat on one of the couches as I haven't really had any rest since we came out of cryo sleep. Only the few minutes when Zoey fell asleep on my lap.

Leaning back, I put my feet up. Zoey climbed up and lay on top of me. We both crashed out.

Thankfully I didn't have any weird dreams. However, a dream did start. Me and Zoey where climbing up a rough trail. With tight switch backs. We were in a group of other four wheel drives. All of them equally built up. The vehicle we where in was a Ford Explorer. It was quite built up. Larger tires, Suspension lift, roll cage, built motor. The best of everything. Zoey was grinning ear to ear. Holding on the the oh shit handle. She seemed that she was about 13. Growing into a beautiful lady.

“Isn't this great Mom?” She asked.

“Sure is. In 2 weeks we'll hitting some of the countries best trails.”

We had gotten selected for the Ultimate Adventure. A week long off road trip. Right now we where in the Smokey mtns. Doing a test run with the explorer, I actually had to prove that Zoey was a capable co-pilot. Which she has been since she was 6. She has been trail riding since she was 2 months old. Me and my husband took her, in this very vehicle. He was killed in action about 2 years ago.

“How are you coming, Brie?” Came over the CB.

Since I was concentrating on driving. Zoey answered. “Just fine, no problems.”

The truck bounced side to side. I heard, “Brie Anna, Wake up Colonel.”

I woke to find Cassie gently shaking me, awake. Zoey was still asleep on my lap.

“Any luck?” I asked softly. Not wanting to wake my daughter.

“Yeah, they have everything we need, and then some.” Whitney handed out back packs for the girls. Instructing them to pack up their cloths.

“I grabbed some underwear, for us. It is issue stuff. We also found some athletic shoes for the girls.” Cassie reported.

“Great,” I answered. As I woke Zoey. “Zoey, honey time to wake up.”

“OK, Mommy.”

As Zoey packed her backpack.

“Girls, What do you remember before coming in here?” Whitney asked.

“Mommy,” Susie started. We woke up in a weird machine. In that other room.” Riley and Zoey agreed.

“Only thing we had on was our panties.”Zoey added.

“Before you woke up. Did you have any strange dreams?” Cassie asked.

“I did, I was holding hand with a boy. I woke up just as he was going to kiss me.” Riley commented.

“ewe, What a gross dream.” Both Zoey and Susie said.

“Do you remember anything from before you got into the machine?” I asked. “Who brought you here.?”

“You did, Mommy.” Zoey said. “they where going to do some tests on us. Don't remember what for.”

“ It was some kind of sleep test.” Susie added.

Both Riley and Zoey nodded in agreement.

“We were wearing our Pjs. Don't know why they changed to just underwear.” Riley stated.

“Thanks, Girls.” I ended.

“Your Welcome, Aunt Brie.” Susie and Riley answered.

I looked at both Whitney and Cassie. Both slightly shook their heads, and shrugged.

“Anyone getting hungry?” Whitney asked.

The general consensuses was yes.

“Well let's see what is left in the kitchen that I can whip up.”

After our daughters got their shoes on. Most of us used the latrine. We all headed back down to the kitchen.

While the girls waited. The three of us looked for anything. Cassie held her nose as she opened one of the refrigerators. We all expected rotten food.

“Would you look at this?” She called.

“If its a ham grazing on the lettuce no thanks.” Whitney said.

“Nope take a look.”

Neither me nor Whitney wanted to look at rotted food. But we took a look.

Upon looking in the fridge. We where shocked. Instead of rotted food. Fresh vegetables where. Not one whiff of rotten food. We were puzzled.

Cassie grabbed a carrot. It was firm like it was just picked. She snapped it in half, smelling it. She shrugged her shoulders. Then took a bit. Then another.

“It is a fresh carrot.” She exclaimed.

Whitney opened the second fridge. Again fresh dairy. Milk, eggs, cheese. It turned out that all four refrigerators held fresh food.

Checking the cupboards Fresh cans of food there as well.

Stepping back. “What the hell is going on?” I asked. “It is like it was just abandoned today.”

“I wish I did. But I don't have a clue.” Cassie added.

Whitney just shook her head.

“Susie, Where did you find that can of stew?” Cassie asked.

“Right over there, Mommy.” Susie answered. Pointing to a half open cupboard door.

Being Whitney was closest, she opened it. Just cans of food. None appearing that old.

As Cassie grabbed some pans, “Now all of you shoo. So, I can make something to eat.”

The rest of us waited in the dinning room. We heard not much from the kitchen. Riley sat on Whitney's lap, while Zoey sat on mine. Susie sat between us.

“I know it is gunna be good. My mom loves to cook. It is so good.” Susie boasted.

I was about to say something but stopped. What is going on. We volunteered for a cryogenic experiment. We wake up decades later. Changed into woman. The base abandoned due to the Yellowstone super volcano erupting. I am now an AC130 pilot. One of the others is a Dr. All three of us are officers.

Once we got moving and searching the base. We come upon 3 little girls. Us learning they are our daughters. They could be the other 3 test subjects. Now we returned to the Kitchen to find the fridges full of fresh food.

I feel a hand take mine and say, in a soft voice. “Your going to be alright, Mom.” In the background I hear the faint beeping. Sounding like the same machines I heard when I was chilled.

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

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