Quick little drabble about Rebecca, I strongly grown to like her. I hope she survives episode four. Contains spoilers for episode 3.

Rebecca clenched her fist as she stared at the man before her. She hated him; she hated him more than anything in this goddamn world right now. More than the lurkers, more than this camp, just more than anything right now.

'Hate's a strong word…but it's not strong enough.' If she could think of a better word to say about Carver and how cruel and vile he was she would say it. Her brown eyes wandered to the rusty crowbar in Kenny's firm grip. Rebecca gritted her teeth in anger as he slowly raised the tool above his head. Rebecca wished she could have been the one to punish carver for all his evil deeds… but of course with her pregnancy she couldn't risk it, might harm the baby. Hers and Alvin's baby…

With a loud thud blood spattered.

'For Walter…'

Although her time knowing Walter was short lived, he was a kind man, too kind for this world. He showed them nothing but kindness with his open and caring heart, and to a bunch of strangers! And dare to say she even sort of liked his famous "Le Walter surprise". He showed them nothing but utter kindness and this was what the poor man got in return, he deserved better then getting shot in the head… at least now he was at peace.

Another loud gushing sound as the crowbar met his Carver's face once again, blood spattered onto Kenny's jacket but it didn't bother him in the least by the looks at it.

'For Reggie…'

Reggie was a good friend, he helped them escaped once and got lost in the process. She could never forgive herself for that, leaving him to the community like a piece of meat. As if that wasn't bad enough he got bitten and had to have his arm removed while working in this hellhole. But he tried his hardest every day, a tad awkward at times but that's what made him funny. The way he acted like there was always light at the end of the tunnel, his sense of humor and sweetness…when Carver killed him it only showed that the kinds one never last in this world. But at least angels can fly in heaven…

A third smack filled the room; Rebecca could easily feel everyone's body tense up as they stared at the bloody mess.

'For Alvin…'

Alvin... she loved him more than anything in the world. She prayed to god the baby was his- No...It was his, Carver being the true father or not the baby was Alvin's and it always would be. When she's born (She had a feeling it was going to be a girl) Rebecca was going to tell her just how wonderful her daddy was. How much he looked forward to her arrival, how she and Alvin got married. She didn't dare dwell too much on the sad things that had happened to them; she had to remember the happy times most of all, because that's what Alvin did to her...bring out the happiness in her life. He could make her smile, laugh, cry, scream and love... He was her sunlight in her storm, the stars in her sky. Rebecca held back a chuckle...Maybe that was a little too cheesy sounding, but that's what Alvin did to her. She would always hold him dear to her heart; Alvin would always live on in her memory.

Kenny whacked the Carver's bloody face, again and again, over and over. Rebecca though the rest of the hits for everyone and everyone who suffered and died at the hands of Carver's wrath, she hoped everyone was in a better place.

'Rest in peace silly bear...'

And done, it's been awhile since I wrote for The walking dead. I need some Lark (MarkXLilly) Story ideas for one-shots. Also any The wolf among us fans? I got some fanfics you might want to check out.