So what did you think of chapter one? I know it was short, but I needed to write something like that. It really shows how the time alone has changed that character...
I'm sure you noticed I didn't give her a name, because she doesn't remember it (though you all probably know who it was)
Well anyway, here we go...
Wait! Before I go on, I just want to warn you. I usually write the whole fanfic and then update gradually so I can edit and fix things on the way. But seeing as a lot of you have been asking when I'll be updating, and showing me so much support, I've published early. So if it's rubbish, I'm so, so, sorry...
Okay... now we can get to it :P
BaMbY
DPOV
It had been a big day clearing the prison yard. I stood on the bus by the gate, watching, guarding. The others all sat by a fire in the middle of the yard.
It had been about eight months, maybe longer, since the farm was over run and we were left out in the open with no food, shelter, or safety. Eight months since I had seen Victoria.
I had kept my promise. I stayed with the group, protecting and helping them. She was right, they helped me too. If it wasn't for them I would have gone off to find her and there's no telling what could have happened to me.
Eight months without her and it still hurt, it always would. But it was a pain I learnt to keep to the side. I was always aware of it, but I tried to keeping it under control.
Carol walked up the bus, placing a bowl of food near me before climbing up. I grabbed her arm, helping her. She passed me the bowl. "It's not much. But if I don't bring you something, you won't eat at all." she said, folding her arms as she tried to keep warm.
I dug into the food, not saying a word.
She rolled her shoulder, obviously with discomfort maybe even a little pain.
"What's wrong?" I asked, still stuffing my face with the little food she gave me.
"It's that rifle. The kickback." she rubbed her shoulder. "I'm just not used to it."
I watched her as she rolled her shoulder and tried to massage it. "Come on. " placing the bowl down I gestured for her to turn around. I licked my fingers before reaching over to the shoulder, massaging it.
She looked over at me after a while, smiling, and I slowly stopped. I realized what I was doing, it was like cheating. Carol was nice, but I couldn't move on just yet.
I dropped my hands from her shoulder. "Better get back." I started to move to get down.
"It's pretty romantic." she looked at me, fidgeting a little. "Wanna screw around?"
I scoffed, not taking her seriously. "I'll go down first." I told her as I leaned down to get off the bus.
"Even better." she grinned, still joking around.
"Stop." it was simple, no emotion really behind it. I knew she was messing around, but I still felt uncomfortable talking like that with Victoria gone.
RPOV
"Psst!"
I turned to Lori who was following me as I walked away from the group. I may have told them to turn down, but I had things I needed to do before I even thought about sleep.
"I appreciate everything you're doing. We all do. It's been a death march and they're exhausted. Can we just enjoy this for a few days?" she whispered as everyone else started to get to sleep.
Lori and I hadn't really been the same since the morning after the farm went. I felt as if she resented me for leaving Vickie out there on her own. She knew what I happened with Shane, how I killed him and the kids came, Vickie ending up killing the walker Shane had turned into. She hadn't reacted to it much, though she never really forgave me for leaving Vickie.
"Baby will be here in a few days. There's no time for a picnic." I told her.
She shook her head. "No, but it's time to get the house in order."
I shifted slightly. "What do you think I'm doing?"
"Your absolute best."
"Don't patronize me." I glared before walking off.
She followed though. "I'm not. I'm just saying the baby is about to be here and we nee to talk about-"
I turned to her. "About what?"
"Things. We've been avoiding most-"
"You want to talk? Talk to Hershel. I'm doing stuff, Lori. Things. Isn't that enough?" there was a silence between us as she thought about what I said. I went on. "I'm still here."
"You're right. I'm sorry."
I just turned and walked away, heading off to do what needed to be done.
DPOV
Hershel stood by the gate, waiting for Glenn, T-Dog, Maggie, Rick and myself. "Ready?"
Rick nodded, opening the gate. I walked into the courtyard with the others. We killed the walkers one by one as we stayed in a tight formation, moving forward together.
Hershel closed the gate once we were in, while the rest called for the walkers' attention, killing them from behind the fence.
I killed a walker, knowing I was out of formation, but needing it gone.
"Daryl." Rick warned, telling me to get back with the group. I rejoined them while they waited before we continued on.
"Get tight! Get tight!" Glenn shouted, knives slashing and tools stabbing as we killed more walkers. T-Dog moved away from us. "Don't break rank!" Glenn shouted at him.
"We need that." T-Dog grabbed the riot shield from the ground.
"T! T!" Rick yelled as a walker shuffled over.
T-Dog used the shield to knock a different walker over. Maggie ran over to kill it, breaking formation.
We had talked about how we were going to do his, go in and stay together as we cleared out the place. I could tell, just by looking over at Rick that the fact people were splitting the group was frustrating him. "Maggie! Maggie!" he yelled before she rejoined. "Almost there." he opened a door, checked inside, and then moved further.
Around the corner was an area full of walkers. There was a gate that could be closed off but there are a lot of walkers, and it would be dangerous..
Rick gestured for us to go back and press against the wall, all the while I kept an eye out for any walkers... Just like that there were more coming towards us, dressed in guard gear. I tried to shoot them but the arrow bounced off the screen of the helmet.
"Come on." Rick moved from wall.
We were no longer in formation, just killing whatever walker we could.
"Daryl!" Rick called as he knocked a walker down, then ran for the gate where all the walkers were. I followed and helped him close the gate before securing it. "We're good." Rick told me, both of us moving on to go help the others as they tried to kill the walkers with the suits.
Maggie jammed her knife through the chin of a walker into its brain.
"See that?" she asked, grinning.
I shoved my knife in the back of the helmet of a walker, into it's brain. Once it was down I looked around for more walkers, killing a couple the others didn't get as they killed their own.
Finally the walkers were either dead or behind the fence. I let out a breath, still looking around just incase. It had been a blur, stabbing, moving, stabbing, moving.
Glenn ran off towards the others but Rick called out to him. "Stop."
Glenn turned back around and moved to us again. "Well it looks secure."
"Not from the look of that courtyard over there." I pointed to the closed off court yard full of snarling walker. "And that's a civilian." I gestured to a walker near where we stood.
"So the interior could be over run from walkers outside the prison." T-Dog noted.
"Well, if there's walls down, what are we gonna do? We can't rebuild this whole place." Glenn sighed, I understood. If the inside was over run, there was nothing we could do.
"We can't risk a blind spot." Rick told us, obviously not giving up on making this our shelter. "We have to push in." he said, moving towards door. He turned to face the others as they waited on the other side of the fence, confused as to what we were doing. But nether the less, we followed Rick, leaving the others clueless and getting back into formation.
With a nod from Rick I opened the door to the inside of the prison. All of us standing ready to kill, walking in carefully. Rick opened the next door, it's creak echoing through the empty room.
Behind us Glenn closed the door to the outside, there were no walkers getting in or out.
Rick walked down the stairs before he gestured for all of us to look around.
It smelt, though that was probably from the pile of dead walkers under the stairs. I found it odd that the pile was there, but once Risk checked to make sure the walkers were all dead I dismissed any thought of them and moved on.
Everyone was moving around quietly, checking the place out for any dangers whether it be human or walker.
We all watched Rick as he climbed the stairs, knife at the ready. There was a rustling before he showed me the keys in his hand. I nodded and he headed down as we all moved to the doors o the cell block.
Rick unlocked the gate, the gate creaking open just like the last one. I was in first, my cross bow ready as the others filed in, everyone moving to check each cell.
I was making my way up the stairs when the sound of someone dropping their weapon stopped me.
The clang of metal on concrete rang through the cell block, everyone turning to Maggie.
"Oh, my God."
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