This story takes place while, still in the prison after they got the bus load of people from Woodbury. (season 4)
Pairings:
[Rick Grimes & O.C]
& very little [Daryl & Carol]
*DISCLAIMER: DO NOT OWN, The Walking Dead*
Chapter 1: As the Dead Walk
It had been a long day after saving their friends who had been taken from them. The once small group had started to adjust to a whole bunch of new people they had brought back with them. Rick started thinking clearly about what happened earlier. From seeing Andrea, then a short moment later hearing the gun going off as she killed herself. It was a lot that had happened in just a few hours. Rick's thoughts got interrupted.
"Its getting late now. I'll put Judith to bed." Carl said as he took Judith from his father's arms.
"Okay.. I love you both." Rick said in a raspy tired voice as he looked at his son holding baby Judith, then turned his gaze back to the prison windows.
"Love you too, Dad."
-~As the Dead Walk~-
The next day Rick woke up before anyone else gathered some supplies he needed and headed to the big gate. He hadn't gone on a walk in a while; he just wanted to get out to think on his own. As he walked out the gate and made sure he closed it behind him he heard a familiar voice.
"Dad!" Carl said in a soft voice, but loud enough for his father to hear.
Rick turned around, confused to see Carl running toward him. "Carl?" Rick said, as he grabbed his son's shoulder softly when he reached him.
Carl looked up to his father with confidence. "Dad, I'm coming with you."
Rick could never say no to Carl. The two started to walk, getting off the deserted road and in the forest so they wouldn't be easy to spot. After they walked for a few minutes they ran into a horde of walkers. Carl was the only one who was able to shoot, because of the silencer on his gun.
"Dad! Dad!" Carl yelled as he looked around, still trying to keep the walkers off them.
Yet Rick stood still as if he were in some type of trance. "Carl... just run." Rick said softly.
"What?!" Carl yelled helplessly.
"Just run; save your bullets and get back to the prison." Rick said calmly.
"No, I'm not leaving you!" Carl said, shooting his last bullet as he looked at his gun then to his father.
Rick snapped out of the trance. His eyes widened before he grabbed his combat bowie knife. "Carl run!" He pushed his son forcefully behind him.
This time Carl ran knowing now his father was fully capable of handling the ten or so walkers. Carl wasn't sure of what direction to run, though he started and didn't look back. He ran till he couldn't hear the sound of his father nor' walkers. He tried to make sense of where he was, but it all looked the same. Carl looked around for a few minutes until he heard the sound of walkers again. He spun around to see two walkers. For the first time he didn't know what to do, so again he started to run, but it wasn't long after that when he ran into another problem; he got his foot caught in a bear trap.
He started to scream so that someone could hear him, then he heard someone. He looked in the opposite direction of the near by approaching walkers, and seen a woman dressed in black with light brown hair that had been put into a ponytail, running towards him. She jumped over him and sliced one walker in three with her twin machetes. She then turned around to face Carl.
"Hey," she said as she knelt down. Making it seem quick and easy, the mysterious woman in black released Carl from the bear trap. "We've gotta go and fast.. your yelling must have alerted tons of them." She added, "can you walk?" as she stood up looking around her surroundings, then back at him.
Everything had happened all too fast for Carl. "No, I can't walk." he said, ashamed he had even let this happen to himself, though he was in a lot of pain and blood began to bleed through his pants.
"Guess I'll have to carry you." The woman said as she struggled to pick up the boy, but was stable when she stood up straight. She carried Carl over two miles till they got to an old abandoned shop. She did happen put Carl down a few times to either catch her breath or kill near by walkers. It had took all of her strength and sweat came down from her forehead, just for some strangers. Once inside she placed Carl down.
"Let me take a look at that leg of yours." She spoke in a motherly tone but out of breath from carrying him. She reached for his leg but he resisted. "I understand; I'm a complete stranger, how can you trust me? Right? Though, I did carry you two in a half miles when I could have easily let you die out there." She added nodding her head a bit as she spoke.
"Whats.. your name?" Carl asked.
"Liv." Liv looked at Carl and the expression he made on his face. "I know, ironic right?" They both smiled unwillingly. "And yours?" She asked.
He let out a grunt, and said weakly "Carl."
"Mhh'kay, Carl" Liv walked to the other side of the room and grabbed a white duffle bag with a red cross on it. "I've been staying here for a little while." Liv pulled rubbing alcohol out with a clean towel. "This going to hurt but it will stop the infection. In a few days you'll be better."
"Are you going to take me to my dad?"
Liv looked up. "Where's your dad?"
"We have camp in a prison.. there's a lot of us." He said in a warning tone so she wouldn't get any 'bad' ideas.
"If I had a working vehicle I would... tell ya what. I'll look after you til' you're able to walk. Then, I promise I'll take you to your family."
"... Well, it's just my dad and my sister. My mother died.. giving birth to my sister." Carl said as he looked down. "But I still have a lot of friends there, I guess." He shrugged.
Liv nodded her head and left it at that. After the pain was over from Liv putting the medicine on Carl and wrapping it up, Carl took a nap. Once he woke, the two didn't talk. Liv handed him a plate of food yet still no words were said to each other.
Carl had finish eating and asked, "What did you do? You know, before the walkers?"
"Huh, oh well um... when I was twenty one... I went to Afghanistan. I became a nurse for pregnant afghan women. I helped deliver some babies... because of the lack of supplies, it was all natural, I did that for... three-four years probably. Then from there I was put into the military. I was a soldier fighting in the front lines... with my father." She didn't sound too happy about that, as if it just brought back bad memories.
"Yeah, I bet. You got me out of the bear trap in a blink of an eye. You would be a great addition for our group." Carl said, making Liv chuckle even though he was serious. He felt comfortable around her, but maybe it was just the pain pills talking.
"Ha, well when you have two older brothers and a father who was a Command Sergeant Major - they'll teach ya stuff like that." Liv said. She always loved speaking highly of her family. Unfortunately she didn't know if any of them were alive now.
"What's your full name?"
"Liv Snow." Liv said proudly.
"… Do you want to be a Command Sergeant, too?"
"If what hadn't happened... I would have liked to set my goal to something like that, maybe." Liv said with a smile. "Sooo. Enough about me, tell me about yourself, Carl."
-~As the Dead Walk~-
"Is that Rick?" Michonne asked as she looked to Hershel and got off the table she sat on.
"Well I'll be damned." Hershel said, squinting his eyes to get a better view.
"HELP! HELP! It's Carl; he's gone!" Rick said desperately. He couldn't imagine losing his son and after he heard his son's screams earlier, it was embedded into his mind.
"What happened?!" Tyreese shouted, running out of the prison with Daryl, Carol, and Sasha. Bob had quickly opened the gate for Rick, as the both ran to everyone.
"Someone took him! He got caught on something… yelling, he was yelling; he was hurt and I couldn't get to him... Someone has him!" Rick said as the words poured out.
"We'll find him! But we need to start right now! . . . Well, move!" Daryl said taking matters in his own hands. He remembered the last time something had happened like this with Sophia, but this time Daryl was going to make sure they found Carl and bring him back alive.
Glenn and Maggie came down from the watchtower.
"We'll help." Glenn said. He walked face to face with Daryl as he held his big sniper.
"Mhh'kay, Maggie, you'll stay here with Carol. We'll head out." Daryl said, looking in to Carol's eyes then looked to Maggie as he finished speaking.
Glenn turned to Maggie and kissed her. Beth came out running. She knew something had happened so she came out and handed a duffle bag to Glenn and gave him a side hug. Beth usually was a loving person, but there were few she considered family and Glenn was one of them.
"Be safe ya'll." Beth said while being handed baby Judith from a little girl named Lizzie.
"We will." Michonne assured Beth. She put her katana in it's case and got in their light green 2011 Hyundai Tucson with Rick and Daryl.
The other half of the search team - which consisted of Tyreese, Sasha, and Glenn - headed off in the black charger lent to them by one of the new guys, Zach.
-~As the Dead Walk~-
A few days had passed and they still didn't find Carl.
"What the hell ya sayin'... we should abandon all hope? Th-that we should just stop lookin' for him?" Daryl yelled at Carol.
"No, that came out wrong." Carol said a bit worried.
"Yeah, well you of all people should know how Rick feels..." Daryl said as his voice started to fade. After he realized what he just had said, immediately knew that he should have been more sensitive. "Listen-" Daryl started in a hushed voice but was cut off by Carol.
"I know. And I know you won't give up looking for him, but its been a few days now, and the only lead we got is the bear trap with... blood… So think about that." Carol said getting stiff at the end and walked out the room that the two were in.
Later on that day, Daryl took Rick aside. "Hey," Daryl said when he looked at Rick, who sat on the stairs.
"Hey?"
"Listen, Rick, I don't care if it's going to be just me and you looking for your son, but I'm willing... I'm willing to risk it all if you are." Daryl paced back and forth in front of Rick as he looked to see who was around them.
Rick gave Daryl a confused look, but Rick didn't question him. The two walked out past where everybody was eating dinner, and loaded up the Hyundai. As they were doing so, Michonne walked up to them.
"And where the hell are you guys heading off to?" She asked. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and raised an eyebrow.
"We're going to look for my son." Rick stated. He threw a big bag in the back, closed the trunk door, then turned around and faced Michonne.
"So you were just going to leave and not tell anyone about it?"
"No… Well yes." Daryl chimed in as he tried to stand his ground.
"What if I wanted to come with?" Michonne questioned, clearly shocking the two.
"Ha- well, lets get on out!" Daryl said, jumping in the the passenger seat. Rick drove and Michonne sat in the middle seat in the back with a map to lead them.
-~As the Dead Walk~-
"Wow, if I lost my daughter… You know, Carol must be a very, very strong woman." Liv sat there thinking.
"She came along way." Carl said. He wanted Liv to know how much he meant that.
"And this Daryl guy… he carries a cross bow?" Liv asked curiously.
"Yeah; he's a softy for the kids though... you can tell." Carl said as he chuckled a bit.
Yeah I bet he is. Liv thought to herself as she gave Carl a smile.
"So, it's getting easier to walk…" Carl said, changing the subject.
"Yeah? Well I'm ready when you are, Captain." Liv said, getting up from sitting in front of Carl, and gave him a friendly noogie.
"Really?!" Carl said, getting up while he fixed his hair.
"Yeah, but I'm really going to miss you, kid." She walked over to Carl and grabbed his shoulder softly, reminding Carl of his father.
"Well, don't because you're coming with me." He walked passed Liv, grabbing his bag that he took with him on the day that he and his father got split up.
"Oh, is that so? What makes you think your father and everyone else will invite me with open arms?" Liv asked to Carl as she tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.
"I know they will because you saved me! They might as well sign their souls over to you." Carl finished with a smile.
"Yeah, well when we get to the prison I need to tell Michonne to stop getting you those weird comic books you told me about." Liv said, laughing a little. "Well lets head on out then!" Liv said as she put her hands together and rubbed them before she picked up her bags that carried: ten handguns, four snipers with over fifty rounds of ammo, and five mini combat knives.
With that, Liv and Carl started to head out to the prison. They walked along side the road; Liv said it would be easier to find their way to the prison.
-~As the Dead Walk~-
"Yeah, just keep going straight Rick." Michonne glanced at the road before them and back at the map.
"So… What does Carol think?" Rick directed the question more towards Daryl.
"She ain't agreeing with it at all, but-" before Daryl finished, Rick interrupted him.
"But nothing. I gave up hope that we would find Sophia… alive that is." Rick said as he glanced over to Daryl.
"Hmm.. I think we should turn here..." Michonne said while trying to remind the men she was still in the car.
-~As the Dead Walk~-
"You never told me where you got your weapons from." Carl asked with curiosity.
"Remember when I told you I got here by a helicopter?" Liv looked to Carl as he nodded his head. She began to speak again. "Well it crashed... and it crashed here in Georgia."
"But wasn't your dad the pilot?"
"He was... but when I woke up after the crash, I was the only one left in it. So, I crawled out the shattered window, took the weapons and left." Liv looked up and seen a light green car come around the corner. She dropped both bags that she carried and held her right arm across Carl's chest as she took a step in front of him; with her left hand she took out her right machete that rested in its carrier on her right upper back.
-~As the Dead Walk~-
Turning the corner that Michonne had suggested and what they had bestowed upon was the greatest sight for sore eyes. They had found him.
Carl.
Hope you enjoyed! A little bit of background - the year this is talking place would be 2011-ish or early 2012, like it was in the show, not our current year (2015). Which means Liv was 21 years old when she left to become a nurse, and she did that for 4 years then when she was 25, she became a soldier, and her age is currently 32 in this chapter. Hope this clears up things and makes more sense! More is explained in later chaps. ;)
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