Shane picked Emmy up early from school that day.
Things had been getting really bad.
She had even had a lock down at school earlier that week after a horde of people who had been infected had violently escaped a nearby hospital.
Since then hospitals had stopped in their efforts to help those infected and Emmy could finally go visit her dad again.
She hadn't seen him since he had slipped into the coma she watched as the seconds ticked by on the clock for lunch.
Emmy rushed out the door and into Shane's car. "Lets go"
"Whoa slow down," Shane said.
"Are we getting Carl?" Emmy asked ignoring Shane.
"Nah," he replied "todays just gonna be us."
She hadn't thought she could hate hospitals more but somehow today Emmy did.
National Guard Members lined the halls and Emmy moved closer to Shane as the walked through the halls.
He had begun to take on the role of their dad for the past week.
They entered Ricks room and closed the door to avoid the gaze of the Guards outside.
Emmy smiled slightly as she looked at her dad and tears began to fill her eyes.
She refused to let herself cry.
She hated showing emotions.
Instead she turned her attention towards the vase of flowers Shane had brought a few days earlier.
She made a mental note to bring new ones-these were beginning to wilt.
"He'll be ok" Shane said. "You know he's been through worse…there was this one time when" Shane paused smiling to himself as he remembered him and Ricks days in high school.
Before he could finish his story there was a huge crash.
Shane looked out the door to see people racing down the halls.
He grabed the arm of a nurse but she shook free and continued to race at full speed down the hall.
"Stay Here!" Shane yelled as he ran out slamming the door behind him.
Emmy opened the door and peered through the crack.
Gunfire filled her ears.
There was blood everywhere.
They weren't just killing the diseased they were shooting randomly.
Killing doctors, patients, guards.
Emmy stuck her head out farther but it was a lost cause, she couldn't find Shane anywhere within the chaos.
Emmy stood turning towards her father "you have to wake up!" She yelled.
Her dads eyes remained closed.
"WAKE UP" She screamed slamming her hand onto his chest.
She immediately regreted it-what if she had hurt him more?
Now tears are flowing uncontrollably and she knelt at the sad of Ricks bed curling her knees into her chest.
"please just wake up."
The Door bursts open and fear filled Emmy's mind.
"Emerson?!"
Relief washed over her. She stood and Shane nodded. "We have to get out of here."
Emmy stood in the corner quivering as Shane attempted to pick Rick up.
Emmy moved to the heart monitor trying to find a plug.
Suddenly the door flew open and Emmy and Shane both hit the floor.
A Guard points his gun around the room.
Shane clamped his hand over her mouth to stop her frantic breathing.
The man closed the door and they lay silently on the floor breathing in relief.
Suddenly there was an explosion.
Dry wall rained down on their heads and all the lights went out.
The machines stopped their whirring beeping noises.
It was Shane's turn to cry now.
Tears fell from his eyes as he pressed his head to his best friends chest.
Listening for something. Anything.
Shane shook his head. He looked towards the door then back to Rick then back to Emmy.
Emmy slowly realized what he's doing.
"no" she said quietly "NO"
"We have to," Shane said "he's not going to make it."
Emmy ran grabbing onto her fathers body.
Her whole body shuddered and she sobbed uncontrollably as she grasped to keep hold of him.
Shane grabbed Emmy around her stomach attempting to pull her away.
"We have to!" He yelled, "It's what he would have wanted."
In a moment of weakness he managed to pull the girl away.
She flailed her limbs as he pulled her out into the hallway.
He let her go and she flew to the side colliding with a wall.
Emmy ran at Shane and her fist made contact with his jaw.
"Godammit" yelled and grabbed her fist as she attempted to punch him again.
"We have to go! We have to get Carl! He is not going to make it without you."
Emmy realized the truth of his statement and let her arm hang loose in Shanes grip.
As they began to leave Emmy pushed a gurney up against the door of Ricks room-maybe there was still hope.
"Get behind me," Shane said gruffly as he released her wrist from his grasp.
The two of them departed the hospital with guns pointed as the dead chase after them.