A/N: Hi This is my first fanfiction (in a few years anyway) xD Feel free to tell me stuff... thangs about it (the good, the bad, and the ugly) The future chapters will definitely be longer and expect an update soon -Kat
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CHAPTER 1
-Glenn's P.O.V-
"Glenn! Glenn! We gotta go NOW!" I heard the distant shouts of Marina and nervous conversing of the other survivors on the bus.
But I only had one thought: Maggie, my love. After what happened at Woodbury I vowed never to let the governor harm her ever again, but he did; killing Hershel and destroying our home. Now it was too late. Even when I tried to go after her, I was pulled back into the bus.
Now I stared out the window, waiting for Maggie, Beth, and possibly Judith to board the van.
Shattering all of my hopes, I felt a sudden lurch as Marina stepped on the gas that snapped me to reality.
"What about Maggie, Judy, and Beth!? We gotta go after them!"
"First we have to get everyone here to safety. Mostly everyone including both of us is sick on here. We'll come back as soon as we can." Marina replied calmly.
"But they could be taken!"
"Glenn, I promise we will find them, but first we need to secure a camp where we're safe. They're strong; they'll make it."
"The second we secure camp we're leaving, no matter what! The more we wait, the more the risk."
"We will, I promise." She said.
Now all I could do was wait. Wait for the ruined prison to disappear from sight. Wait until we found another safe place. Wait until we could find the rest of the group. Wait for some signal that the Governor had retreated from the others. As these thoughts raced through my head, I ran my had roughly through my long, dark hair. After finally surviving through everything at the prison, walker breakthroughs, fences, the sickness, and dangerous supply runs, it had been blown to bits; knocked down as easily as building blocks. Everything we had and could have had. Gone. Gone, and all we could do was keep moving, leaving it all behind.
Even in the bus, we didn't have much supplies: A crate or two of food and water rations, several guns with low or little ammo, two large tents with emergency blankets, and some basic tools.
In my small messenger bag was a small scrap book Maggie and I had put together of us, a Swiss army knife, a Polaroid camera, and around eight syringes filled with meds, as many as I had managed to grab. My only weapons were a jammed and loaded shotgun, and my machete in its case on my belt.
With the limited supplies we had, the struggles would be inevitable. All we could do was survive and hope. There was one thing I knew for sure: no matter where Maggie was, I would find her, no matter what the risks were.
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed :D Feel free to leave your opinion or criticism in the comments / reviews and tell me what ya think. Thanks for reading! In the future the chapters will be MUCH longer :) -Kat
Chapter 2: Maggie is alone with Sasha and Bob. Does she feel the same way as Glenn? How is she coping with her dad's brutal death? Read to find out :3