Stumbling through the various colorful leaves. Every step, the crunching sound of the leaves getting louder and louder, and the further I go. "Shit." I murmured quietly to myself. I saw a clearing through the trees, and I smiled. Sighing a hopeful sigh, I cautiously jogged. Listening intently to the sound of the walkers. I pressed my body forward stepping through the prickly vines and thorny trees. Tripping through my own steps, I made it to the green grassy clearing. I closed my eyes, smiled, and sighed a sigh of relief. I sprinted for the prison gates. "Carl, open the gates!" I hollered. Pulling my katana from its holder; I ran behind a walker, throwing my katana forward and pulling it back and in an upwards direction, slicing the walker's head clean off. I rotated my wrists, my sword going at an angle. I jabbed, sliced, and split every walker in my path down. I squeezed through the small opening Carl pulled open, walkers trying to pile their way in. Carl pulled the giant red gate shut, and met me at the other sliding gate. I grinned, slapping Carl's hand in accomplishment. "Good job, lil' man." I reassured him.
"Thanks, Joey!" He giggled and we walked back to the courtyard.
"Where's your dad, Carl?" I questioned.
"He's out making sure the animal traps are set. Why?" Carl mildly spoke.
"Did he bring his gun?"
Carl shrugged. "Thank you, anyway. You did real good with that gate all by yourself. I mean it." He smiled and lightly blushed at my praising in his accomplishment. He walked back into the yard with the animals. I rested my hand on my side, inhaling and letting out with a sigh. I waited, when Rick finally made his way up the drive, without a care in the world, and sneak into the hole where cut through with the bolt cutters last year. I smirked as he tied up the fence.
He finally made his way up to the courtyard, splashing his face with water as he walked by the water bucket. "How were the traps, sheriff?" I jokingly inquired. He raised his hand to silence me.
"I met a woman out there." He said with a low, upset tone. I listened as he explained the incident with the woman.
"Well, there wasn't really anything you could do. That's what she wanted. Not something I would've chose, though." My voice getting softer as I finished my sentence. He cleared his throat.
"We could have saved them. She didn't have to do what she did." His voice cracked when he finished, on the verge of tears. I held my arms out to embrace him and he followed through. I gently rubbed his back, holding him.
"It's over now. I know what we could have done, but you also have a son, and a baby girl to worry about." I smiled with comforting and reassuring expression. "We just have to worry about the fences. The fence had a major build up overnight. We need people out there, or it'll be a bigger problem." He nodded and walked over to Kelsey, who was handing over the baby. Her dark blonde hair pranced over towards me. I smiled and gave her a gentle, one-armed hug. "Want to walk and clear that fence over there?" I pointed over towards tower 3. She followed my finger and squinted.
"Yeah… Sure. It looks bad." She nervously croaked out.
"It'll be fine, we got this!" I cackled at her. I walked over to the board with a variety of sharp objects on it. She grabbed her favorite steel machete. I grinned and we walked with a purpose to the fence.
"You really need to stop with that cackle. It's scary." She giggled in a higher pitch.
"Well…. That sucks, doesn't it?" I cackled even louder as I drove the blade of my katana into a walker's head. I twisted the sword and pulled out, a trail of brains following it.
"Gross!" she screamed, playfully hitting my shoulder. I laughed, whit a grin on my face. I swung my blade over towards her with the brains swinging with it. She cried jokingly. "C'mon, you've had worse near you."
"Yeah, well, it's still gross." She said, sternly, but then laughed. We continued clearing out the fence, the walker bodies piling on top of each other. I panted, finally getting tired from the numerous hours and countless thrusts of my blade into their heads.
"Wanna call it quits? Hopefully it doesn't get too bad overnight, again." I asked.
"Eh, I guess. I hope it doesn't get too bad either." She replied.
We both walked back up to the courtyard, walking to the cellblock. I glanced over at her. "You know, this is the best we've lived in a long time. I'm glad that I still have you and Kaleigh. Without you guys, I would've lost everything."
She looked back at me, nodding her head. "Well, you were the one that always talked about a plan. So, we always knew what to do."
I giggled. "Well, at least one of was prepared."
"I thought your sister was still alive." She looked at me, with a questionable look.
"Well, she was. I hope she is…. She went off with her fiancé, and I haven't seen her since this all went down. I hope I see her again someday, alive."
"Well, I'm sorry. I hope she's still out there, doing good. Maybe, if we're lucky, we'll come across her and she could come live with us. "Kelsey smiled at me.
"Yeah. If we're that lucky. " I said in a low voice. "Well, good night. Hopefully that fence holds up till tomorrow." I laughed walking into my cell, closing the cell door.
"Why does he still lock that door? Does he not trust us? Is he still scared of the walkers getting in?" She thought to herself. She shrugged it off, and pushed the blanket over the door out of the way and climbed into bed.