Chapter 3
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Michonne and Rick sat on the floor in the RV for a while in silence finding comfort in each other's company. The level of comfort between the two of them did not go unnoticed by Michonne. She wondered what this meant, what it could mean. Still, she couldn't help but think of the people back home. As much as she wanted to be here for Rick to comfort him she knew they needed to getting moving.
The door opened and Heath called to Michonne, "Can I get some help here?!" She looked at Rick who showed no signs of moving anytime soon. She stood up keeping her eyes on him thinking of the thoughts going through his mind and the things he must be feeling. He was in shock. She walked to the door and helped Heath lift Scott into the RV. "Take him to the back and lay him down. We need to elevate his leg and put some fresh bandage on it. I'll get this thing started and we can head to Alexandria." Or what's left of it, she thought.
"It won't start." She turned to Rick who was looking at the orange jar of baby food in his hands. He spoke in a quiet voice, "I tried a dozen times, I can't get it to start."
Michonne looked down at him, "There's gotta be a way to fix it. Do you have your walkie-talkie?"
"Driver's seat," said Rick. She picked up the radio and sat down in the seat. "Maybe Glenn and Nicholas have got the feed store lit up by now and he can come get it running. She lifted the radio up and pressed the button on the side, "Glenn…Glenn can you hear me? Glenn?" She heard Rick sigh behind her, "I haven't been able to reach him since he was about to set the fire. I haven't seen any smoke, have you?" Michonne began to worry. "No, I haven't."
She turned to look at Rick who was still sitting on the floor but was now looking up at her. "Try Daryl," he said, exhausted. She lifted the walkie-talkie again and held down the button, "Daryl you there?"
A few seconds went by that seemed like a lifetime. Static sounded from the radio and Daryl's voice came through, "I'm here." She slumped down into the chair and let out a sigh of relief. At least someone made it. Gripping the walkie-talkie she spoke into the speaker, "Listen, Rick, Heath, Scott, and I are stuck in the RV and it won't start. I can't get a hold of Glenn. Where are you?"
"I'm headed your way. I heard gunshots over the radio earlier, is everyone okay?" Michonne looked back at Rick then toward the back of the RV where Heath was tending to Scott. "We're alive. Scott is hurt pretty badly. He can't walk."
Static came from the radio as Daryl responded, "I'm almost to you. I can check out the RV and get you guys on the road back to Alexandria." Michonne started to feel a little bit better about their situation. Daryl is always working on his bike; he should be able to fix the RV then they can get back to Alexandria where Scott can get some proper medical attention and Rick can find his children. She prayed that Carl and Judith were safe, not just for Rick but for her as well. She had grown to really care for Carl as a part of her family and every time she looked at Judith she saw her son Andre. They all sat there drawn into themselves.
Several minutes had passed in silence when a faint rumble came from down the road. Michonne looked up to see Daryl's bike flying toward them. He skidded to a stop right in front of the RV and got off the bike. Looking at the RV then up at Michonne he yelled over the hood. "I'm gonna pop the hood and check her out." Michonne gave him a reassuring nod then walked over to Rick and sat back down beside him. He winced as she nudged his arm as she sat down. She noticed the blood on his hand. "May I?" She looked into his eyes as he realized what she was asking. Rick nodded and turned his hand up for her to see. She gently held his hand in hers turning it from side to side to look at the cut. His hands were calloused and worn like a farmer's. She wondered what his hands looked like before all this.
She examined his cut a little more then noticed Rick staring at her with an odd expression in his eyes. The way he was looking at her almost made her uncomfortable. She could tell there were a lot of emotions going through his mind. She hoped that Carl and Judith were okay because she didn't know if Rick would make it if they weren't. "They are okay, I promise." As she said the words she hoped they were true. She didn't' want to break another promise today.
Chapter 4 soon…