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Rick watched Andrea trudge across the field holding her gun in her hand. It had been nearly six months since the loss of the farm, and Rick still felt responsible for Andrea getting left behind. He should have seen her. But he didn't, and it ate him up on the inside.
He was almost relieved when Lori's death crossed his mind. She had been so mad at him. So mad for killing Shane. Rick knew she had feelings for him, even if she didn't admit it. He had asked her outright after they had fought, and she had stormed off. Later on, she had come back in a state of pain, and everyone knew what was wrong. She was going into early labor. She died during child birth, and so did the baby.
Rick didn't really think of Lori anymore. He focused on Carl, and the group, and just keeping them alive. The prison was a great home to them all. He had thanked Michonne for welcoming them. But he had also thanked her for saving Andrea.
Andrea looked up and saw Rick standing there. She walked a little faster toward him. When she got nearer, a half smile formed across her face. He felt happiness somewhere inside of him at the sight. He had apologized a thousand times for not seeing her that night, but he wasn't sure if she believed him.
"Hey," Andrea said turning toward the woods. "We got some more wood. Daryl and Glenn are carrying it back."
"Thank you... Andrea... I'm still sorry." Rick said looking her straight in the eye. Andrea glanced away before looking back at him.
"You couldn't see me. Really, Rick. It's okay." She said before walking toward the prison entrance. Rick watched her go, never taking his eyes off of her, until she was safely inside. Then he turned back toward the woods where he could see Daryl and Glenn. He rushed over to help them carry the fire wood. Suddenly, Rick heard a noise to his right.
The arrow was through the walker's head before he even had a chance to reach for his gun. Daryl looked up and grinned. Rick chuckled and nodded his head. He continued helping them carry the wood back to the prison.