AN: I do not own The Walking Dead. This story is going to follow Carl Grimes after the death of his father, Rick Grimes. Please read and review. Hope you enjoy!

Terminus has fallen. Between an all out war with the hunters and walkers, the train station was now painted tragically. Bodies everywhere, friends and foes. Walkers tore at the fallen bodies and continued to pour in to the gated Terminus through a break in the fences. It was different from the last war that took place at the prison. Everyone was dead. If there were survivors, they were no where to be seen.

Carl and a wounded Rick Grimes make their way to the fences of Terminus in hopes to get outside the gates. The walkers are on their trail and slowly begin to close the distance between them. Rick had been shot in the back and was completely immobile. Carl, holding his fathers weight while trying to lose the walkers, makes it to the fence.

"Come on, dad. You gotta help me get you over."

Rick hangs limp from his son's shoulder with an arm hooked around the boys neck.

Carl pulls at his dad, trying to move him closer to the gate. "Dad, we're here. We just have to make it over the gate. . ."

Carl begins to release Rick only for him to fall limply off his shoulder. "Dad!" he shouts quickly catching his father before he hits the ground.

"Dad?"

The boy shakes the man's head back to see his eyes closed. "Dad!?"

Carl's eyes fill with tears and he begins shaking him aggressively, "DAD!?"

Still no response from Rick. He was gone.

"No! No! No!" Carl said sobbing still trying to shake the man awake.

Carl sat holding his father's body on the ground, crying over the corpse.

The walkers continued to close in on him.

Carol runs down the opposite side of the fence, trying to get away from the aftermath. She stops when she spots Carl on the inside of the fence holding his father while walkers approach him. The woman slowly walks up to the gate behind the boy and places a hand on the diamond shaped holes on the fence.

"My god. . Carl, I'm so sorry."

The boy doesn't even turn around to see who it is.

She glances around to the incoming walkers on his side of the fence. "He's gone, Carl. You need to come on, there isn't much time," Carol insists to the grieving boy.

Carl looks up from his father's dead body with tear-filled eyes. "GO! Just leave me here!" The boy sobbed.

"You're not thinking clear right now. Your dad wouldn't want you to stay here and get yourself killed," Carol said trying to reason with him. "Carl, we need to go."

Carl stands to his feet and reaches down to grab what used to be his father. He curls one of the man's arms around his shoulder and begins trying to climb the fence while holding his dad.

"Carl. . " She knew he wasn't able to do it, she just didn't want to tell him no. She had a lot of respect for Rick and his family and she couldn't bring herself to say anything.

Carl takes a step up the fence before his father slides off his shoulder and hits the ground. The boy turns around and just begins weeping again.

The zombies are moving in closer, somewhat cornering Carl against the fence and his fathers body.

"'m so sorry about your dad, son. But you have to leave him. He wouldn't want you doing this!" She called out hoping the boy would save himself instead of dying trying to do the impossible.

Tears fall from the boy's cheek landing on the fallen leader's chest beneath him. "I'm so sorry, dad. . . I love you," he cried one last time before giving him a hug and turning towards the fence and jumping up to climb up it.

He gets half-way up the fence before the undead reach Rick's body and begins tearing it apart. Carl continues climbing, refusing to look down at the scene. As soon as he throws a leg over the top, a walker grabs his other and begins jerking him down. Carl quickly latches on to the fence to catch himself from falling back over.

Carol quickly pulls her pocket knife from her belt and flicks it open. She waits for the perfect moment to stab it through one of the diamond-shaped holes to hit the walker directly in the eye socket. Blood squirts out over her face and walker drops, releasing its grip on Carl.

Upon release, the momentum causes Carl to fall from the top of the fence and land at Carol's feet.

She helps him up and gives him a hug. "I'm so sorry, honey." She quickly begins looking around to see more walkers stumbling in to the area. "Let's go."

Carl stands looking through the fence at the gang of walkers huddling over his dad's body. The corpse wasn't visible, but he knew his father was under there getting torn apart. Another tear slowly slides down his cheek before he takes off to catch up with Carol.