Home
Summary: Andrea doesn't feel like she belongs anywhere. Not with Rick's group. Not with the Governor. The question is will she ever find a place that feels like home? Or maybe she is looking for someone. Someone like Shane.
Chapter One
"You go back to that prison, then you stay there," Philip said, looking at me with his good eye.
His words burned in the back of my mind. Perhaps, I would stay at the prison with Rick. Maybe I would be safe.
I had made up my mind I would. Until I got there. These people treated me as if I was a stranger. They didn't want me back, I decided.
Carol and I walked off together alone. She handed me Rick's newborn daughter, Judith.
"This is little asskicker," she smiles.
I looked down at the beautiful little girl, knowing there was something I had to ask her.
"Where is Shane?" I said finally. Yes, there was no denying he had always been in the back of my mind.
"He left the group. Rick kicked him out," she said.
"Why? Shane loves Rick," I said running my fingers through my blonde hair.
"He loved Lori more. But Andrea you need to end this. You have to kill the Governor. Give him the best night of his life and then take care of it," Carol whispers.
Was Carol crazy? In what world could I sleep with someone and then murder them? Who would do such a thing? Even in times like theses, I couldn't imagine killing someone in their sleep.
"Okay. And after I kill Philip, Martinez can kill me. Then you have two problems that will be gone and you won't have to worry about coming back,"
I said handing her Judith back.
"Andrea, wait," Carol said following me. I ignore her, when Rick's blue-green eyes locked with mine.
"Is Shane dead?" I questioned him.
"We don't know Andrea," his voice barely audible. I can see guilt in his eyes. He left Shane to die. Like they left me.
"I am gone," I said reaching for the car keys in my pocket.
"Becareful," he warns, but doesn't ask me to stay. Not that I want too. Having no other choice, I drive back to Woodbury.
Chapter two
When I return to Woodbury, Martinez takes me to Philip. He is drinking whiskey, seating in his favorite leather chair. You can't stay here either, I told myself as I looked at him. He was clearly unstable.
Where did I belong?
Martinez leaves us alone, and I wonder if Philip is going to kill me.
"Rick send you back," he whispers.
"No, that was my call," I said looking at the ground.
"Because this your home now. I was so worried about you. I love you, Andrea," he says putting his arms around me.
His lips press against mine, and I find myself giving in to him. I knew I shouldn't. Still someone worrying about me and wanting to take care me, made me feel human. Made me feel safe and needed.
I wake up in his bed, feeling regret. I couldn't stay with Philip, knowing about his attempts to kill Michonne. Knowing that he wasn't stable. But my gut told me, he wasn't going to allow me to leave again. I should have kept driving, what had I been thinking coming back here?
I get up the bed reaching for my clothes, wondering if I could make a room for it. Then I hear a random knock, as I am pulling my shirt on. I pull on jeans, then rush to the door. To my surprize, I see Shane standing there. There are no words, I quickly wrap my arms around him feeling like for the first time I am home.
"I am here now, sweetheart. And I am going to take you away from this nightmare. He'll never hurt you again," Shane whispers into my ear.
My heart skips a beat and I pray that he is really here.
"I love you," I said in shock, he was really holding my arms.
"I know," Shane says taking my hand leading me out of there. His brown eyes locked with mine, and I didn't need words. I knew he loved me, that he keep me safe now.
THE END