Summary: A woman somehow find herself in the TV series Walking Dead. Can she survive the world of the dead or will she die?
Rate: M (for language and etc)
A/N: The series is going to be slightly different now that Val is in the picture. Don't worry i won't mess with the story line lol
Chapter four: Cherokee Rose: Bastard Stuck in a Well
The next day Glen, T-Dog, Beth, Jimmy, Shane and Me were building Otis' grave; for Patricia. Although we didn't get his body because the zombs basely devoured him. So it was a waste of time to get the remains. But we still wanted to give him a proper funeral. Kindof like an urn ceremony only without the ashes or the jar.
I heard a motorcycle going along with other two vehicles. The rest of the group must've arrived. I could see them driving towards the house from a distance.
'Well I guess Daryl here.' I thought with a smirk.
We met up the rest of the group when they parked their vehicles in front of the house.
"Is Carl okay?" Carol asked when she saw us.
"He's already. He's still recovery from the surgery last night." I informed her.
She notices me, knowing I'm not a familiar face. "Do you live here?"
I laughed lightly, "No, I just came in like Rick and Shane did."
"Really?" she says, "Did they find you in the woods?"
"Sorta, but it's more like I found them instead." I admitted.
Carol's eyebrows shot up. "Did you see a girl? A twelve year old girl? She's missing!" she demands, but it was more like pleading.
Sophia. I completely forgot about her. I've been so wrapped up with Carl and Shane's B.S I forgot about her. Maybe she was still alive somewhere in the woods... Or she might be in the barn with the rest of the walkers, zombified herself.
I was about to respond when Hershel and Rick walked out on to the porch, meeting us and rest of the group.
"How is he?" Dale asks, since he was the last to get out of the RV so he didn't hear me.
"He'll pull through." Lori told him. "Thanks to Hershel and his people-"
"And Shane." Rick added. "We would have lost Carl if it wasn't for him."
I rolled my eyes.
Yes, he did save Carl but he had to kill a person to save another.
Dale hugs Rick in relief along with Carol who hugs Lori and Andrea and T-Dog.
"We were so worried." Carol said to Lori.
"It was an accident, that's all. Just a stupid accident."
Beth placed a rock on Otis' grave looking sorta like a mini tomb.
"Bless it be God," Hershel began the bible verse as we gather around. "Our Father and thy Lord and our Jesus Christ. Praise thee and the gift of our beloved Otis and for his sparred years and where his abundant of character. Otis who gave his life for of child and now more than ever our most precious asset. We thank you God for the peace and joy. He died as he lived and grace." he finishes.
I glance at Shane few times, noticing he looked out of place. I
guess his conscience is bitching him out.
"Shane." Hershel spoke up. "Will you speak for Otis?"
The guilt must be killing him.
"I can't..." he whispers.
"You were the last one with him to share his final moments." Patricia sniffs tears in her eyes.
I patted her back giving her a comfort.
"Please, I need to hear. I need to know his death had meaning."
Shane looks at her in sorrow.
"We were about done..." he begins." Our ammo was low. It was bad. My leg all swollen up. 'We got to save the boy' that was what he said. He gave me his backpack. 'run!' he said 'I'll cover you.' when I looked back..." he trails off, making me feels nervous.
He limps over to the tomb, "if not for Otis." he picks up a rock.
"I'd never made it out alive. That goes for Carl too. It was Otis. He saved us both..." he finished his final words before placing a rock on the tomb.
He looks at Patricia; who was weeping.
We all gather around the hood of one the vehicles, trying to figure out where to look for Sophia.
Maggie comes along bringing a map. "County serva map. Shows treans." she says, spreading the paper over the hood showing the landscape in this area.
"We can finally get this thing organized." Rick says. "We'll grit the whole area and start searching in teams."
"Not you or today. You gave three units of blood. You wouldn't be hiking in five minutes before passing out."
I walked off feeling like shit. I know what will happen to Sophia and even if we found her, she's probably a zomb.
I huff. 'What am I going to do?'
I let out a frustrated grunt.
Glenn noticed me acting annoyed.
"Are you okay?" he asks, while he sets up the tents up. Out of the entire group I have to say Glenn was the sanest... Well besides Dale.
"Define okay?" I questioned, crutch down glaring at a small rock. I hate this; I miss my bed, my shampoo and my TV. It's been a few days since I showered and I smell gross. Maybe I should ask Maggie to go bathe, then it might lighten my mood instead of being pissed at a damn rock.
Glenn smiles, "Whatever it is, you'll live."
"Ha! Not unless a flesh eating monkey come gets me first." I pouted.
"'Flesh eating monkey'. Really?" he laughs.
"Oh come on, you can't honestly say you get tired of calling those zombies 'Walkers'." I air quoted.
"Hey it's better than saying zombies." he grins.
I sat on my butt, "Yeah I guess you're right."
He put the pole in the sleeve before raising the tent up. "Come on and help me. You gotta make yourself useful, Val."
I rolled my eyes before standing back up. "Besides duct taping you to a tree... Than yes." I teased.
We got all the poles in the sleeves and hammer the tent in place before standing it up.
Maggie walked over checking Glenn out.
"I heard your fast on your feet to get in and out of places."
Glenn giving her a confused look.
"Got a pharmacy run. You in?"
"Uh," was the only thing he could say?
"Yeah! He'll love to come with you." I chirp in.
Glenn looks at me confuse and then back to her.
"Miss, what's the water situation here?" Dale asks.
"Go five miles off of our land it goes directly to our wells. Well # 2 is over there." she points the direction of the well. "We use it on the cattle, it's pure,
Take what you need. There's a
Carton containers and generator." she looks at Glenn. "I'll go set up your horse." she told him before leaving.
And out of all of that the only thing he got of that was, "horse?"
Glenn and I got the tent up before Maggie came back. He was now looking for her through with pair of binoculars.
"Hello farmer's daughter." he mutters.
"Checking her out." I said. Popping out of nowhere.
He jumped. "Val don't do that."
I put my hands up in defense. "Okay, okay. Sorry I interrupted your drooling feast." I smiled.
He glares at me then wipes his chin to check for spit.
Lori came up to us.
"Hi," she greets us, handing him a piece of paper. "Here a list."
He takes it before she hands him another.
"And... There's one more item, I wrote it down separately it personal, could we be real discreet about."
I raise an eye brow.
"Sure." he says reading what it is. "Ummm... What is it?"
"Kindof missed the whole discreet thing." she smiles and walks away.
"Right, um," he stops her. "I just need to know where I find it."
"Try the feminine hygiene section."
I looked at the item and huff annoyed. "I better come along since I have idea where it might be." I suggested.
Lori nods to me in agreement. "Perfect she'll go with you."
"But- I uhhh-"
I looked at him. "Go ask Maggie, your burning daylight."
"Uh, okay I'll be right back." he told me.
When I watched him go up to Maggie and talk to her I then turn to Lori.
"What the hell is this?" I demanded; hold the piece of paper in my hand.
"It's nothing." she respond.
She did not just tell me that. She was pregnant! I've known it the whole time. And now she's telling me it nothing? That's bull!
"Lori this is not nothing!" I exclaimed. " You're excepting or you wouldn't have this on here in the first place!"
"I didn't mean that. I just meant it wasn't your business."
"None of my business? So basely carrying a baby who might be the child of your husband or your little boyfriend Shane?"
"How do you know that?" she snaps.
Crap I forgot none of them know about the series.
"I know alot of things." I stated calmly. "Somethings I don't even wanna know."
Lori watches me horrified. "Don't tell Rick. Let's just keep it between us-"
"Don't forget Glenn... Basely he's in the know. But minus the whole who's the baby's daddy and etc. I'd count him too."
"Alright Glenn. Please don't tell anyone. I'm not ready to Rick yet."
I rolled my eyes. "Sure Lori, it's your funeral... Literally." I whisper the last part.
Lori looked sick and I just left.
Glenn ran up to me saying, "Your good." he announced. "But Dale says there's something in the well. So we gotta take care of that."
"Wonderful, just peachy." I said sarcastically.
We went to the well Dale said was polluted. There was wooden board over the top to keep animals falling in. However it looked like something cause a hole on the board. This thing had to be hundred pounds to break that sucker.
I looked down inside to see the fattiest and ugliest zombie I've came across with ever!
"Fantastic." I mutter sarcastically. "Another one. Ugh! These things are like rats. No matter how much you try to avoid them, they somehow come out of nowhere like rats."
"Yeah really." T-Dog agreed.
"How long you think it's been down there?" Glenn asks.
"Long enough to grow gills." Andrea commented.
"We can't leave it in there. Who knows what else is doing in there." Lori says.
"We gotta get it out." Shane stated.
"Easy, put a bullet in its head." T-Dog says.
"Whoa, whoa guys. No." Maggie claimed.
"Why not?" Glenn wondered. "It's a good plan."
"It's a stupid plan." Andrea snapped. "That thing hasn't already contaminated the water yet and blowing its brains out will finish the job."
"Yeah she's right," Shane agreed. "We can't risk it."
"So we catch it alive?" T-Dog mutters.
"First we need bait." Shane announces.
"How we do that?" Glenn wonders.
Oh honey, I bet he wishes he didn't ask.
Plan A was to get a rope. Long enough for the well, so we bait the zomb out of the well. But it wasn't taking the raw piece of meat we sent down there.
"He's not going for it." Dale stated.
"It can't handle kick and scream when you try to eat it." T-Dog said with slight sarcastic in his voice.
"Let's try it. There's a reason why the dead didn't come back to life to start raiding out cabinets." Lori said.
"We need live bait." Andrea suggested.
Immediately she and the rest of us look at Glenn.
[click]
So after plan A failed we decide to go with plan B; live bait. And guess who the bait is.
"Did I mention I like your new haircut? You have a fairly good shape head." Glenn trying to be a suck-up while Shane was tying the rope firmly on his body.
"Glenn quit sucking-up! You're not getting out of this one." I ordered.
"Then why don't you do this? You're skinny enough." he argued.
I laughed. "Sorry I'm skin and bones over here. There's no way that walker going find me yummy. But you look more apprizing than me. You're basely a heart-attack in a pan." I smiled; it sounded like I just called him fat but trusts me that was a compliment. And I wasn't lying the only meat I have is my ass and boobs. There both not huge like plastic surgery huge but I have to say there average.
"Don't worry about it bud. We'll going get you out in one piece."
Shane assured him.
"Living piece.' Living part is important.'" Glenn corrected. "Nice and slow please."
"Sure anything for you." I smirked; somehow I find this rather amusing.
We got the rope ready to lower Glenn in.
"You people are crazy." Maggie points out
'Yeah really. Now she's starting to realize it.' I thought.
"You want it out of your well or not?" Shane says.
"Keep an eye on there, Maggie." Dale tells her.
She walks over and watches while Glenn goes down.
"Doing okay?" she asks.
"Doing great." he assured her. "Living the dream." he mutters the last part.
We lowered him more when Maggie told us to do.
Suddenly the pump; the rope was tied on fell over almost completely off the wood. Everyone was freaking out, pulling Glenn back up before the pump gives out. It comes apart; Shane and T-Dog fell to keep the rope lowing more than it already has.
Together we pulled the rope when we were at the edge. We finally got our balance after what felt like hours and pulling him back up.
Glenn was far up enough to pull himself out.
I ran over to him panting, "Are you okay?" I asked frantically.
"Yeah." he respond.
"Back to the drawing board." Dale mumbles.
Glenn just grinned. "Says you." standing up handing Dale the rope.
There was a tug and Dale grip it fast; going towards the well to see it was wrapped around the zomb's neck.
"Glenn you lucky son of a bitch, great job!" I cheered.
[click]
We pull the rope together, trying to drag the damn thing out. Jeez this thing was heavier than I thought. It maximally weight 240 pounds at my best guess.
"Come guys pull!"
"Shane if you don't shut up I'll personally make you my target patience." I threaten.
Even with the horse was helping us pull the bastard out and it was still too heavier. When I get done with this I will personally kill this walker myself.
It was half way out of the well until T-Dog told us it was stuck. And just like that the bottom half was ripe apart, falling back into the well.
"Son of a bitch!" I yelled, punching the ground.
"I guess we can seal off this well." Dale referred, since the water was officially and 100 percent contaminated.
"Might be a good idea." Shane agreed.
"So what we do-" Andrea was cut off when T-Dog swung his bat on the damn zomb's head, obvious killing it instantly.
"Hey! T-Dog!" I screamed.
He stops and looked at me. "What?"
"You killed it! I wanted to take a swing!"
T-Dog hands me the bat. "Go ahead."
"Thanks." I smiled.
I held the bat firmly before smash it on the leftovers of the head five times viciously then the stomach and the neck. I actually enjoyed it I don't know that makes me sounds psycho murderer like 'Jason' but it wouldn't be so bad if he was in our group. Did I just count myself in the group?
Oh well doesn't matter.
I took my last swing before T-Dog says, "Looks like this girl has a temper."
I handed him the bat, "You know it." I confirmed. Then walked towards the house.
"Where are you going?" Dale asks.
"Going to take a shower." I shout, not looking back.
[click]
After my shower Beth gave me some of Maggie's clothes to borrow, since the only clothes I have was the ones I wore for the last few days.
I changed into a pale light green short sleeve shirt with a V cut, showing some cleavage and a pair of blue short jeans. I put my shoes on before I met up with Maggie and Glenn already on their horse.
I rode with Maggie because I think it'll be weird to ride with Glenn. Sending wrong messages to everyone.
"Yeah, normally is that kind of thing I do on my own. Solo."
I rolled my eyes.
Glenn was trying to impress Maggie with danger. Typical man.
"I'm a loner." he continues. But Maggie doesn't seem too impressed. "You alright?"
"I'm fine." she responds.
"I saw the look on your face back at the well. Never seen one up close before?"
He asks, "I guess it's kindof a shock. You know being on the road we've seen a lot. I guess you got a little numb to it."
"Well... I guess so." she replies.
I got off the horse and walked inside the store. Everything was almost bare off the shelves and alot of stuff was scatter.
I search where the feminine row was at and saw Glenn.
"Here." I handed him the item that was on Lori's other list.
"What you got?" Maggie asks, when she came back.
Glenn panic and put the thing his bag quickly grab something else.
"nothing-just general stuff." he says now playing cool.
"Condoms?" she asks in disbelief. "You got a girlfriend I don't know about?"
"Me-no-no." he stuttered.
"You're a really confident guy."
"No," he protested. "No-no-no I wasn't-I would never-"
"So is there something wrong with me?"
"No- I- uh- Val help me here." he plead
I sigh. "Sorry Glenn you're on your own." I said, "I'm going back the to the farm. I'll see you then."
"You can't just leave me?" Glenn exclaimed.
"I can and I am." I winked at him. Exiting the store.
Before I rode back to the farm, I made a quick stop by the food market. Getting can food, jerky, 'lady napkins' and cosmetic supplies. I was surprise I didn't see any zombs there.
I rode towards where we made camp. And smiled. "Carol, look what I have."
She walks over to me handing her a bag.
"What Val?"
Yeah even Carol is calling me Val, bonus!
"Look and see."
She opens the bag to find canned food and jerky. She smiles and puts the food where we keep the supplies at.
"Don't you love me?" I smiled. "And I got shampoo."
"Val you something else." she commented.
"You make it sound like a bad thing?"
"No not at all." she smiles.
[click]
I helped Carol with dinner and washed the dishes in the RV.
I looked out the window and saw Glenn and Maggie return from their trip to the store. I could see he had a grin on his face.
So he got some huh? I guess it was going to happen even if I was there or not.
I giggled.
Hershel greeted his daughter back while Lori made her way to Glenn. I told her when I got back I gave her 'item' to him. So she had to wait until he got back.
I relaxed at the small table, then Daryl came in.
"Hey Daryl," I greeted. "Did you find anything?" I whispered the last part.
"No." he reply. Walking to where Carol was.
"I wanted it to be nice for her."
"I thought I walk in the wrong place." Daryl joked.
I could see him place a white flower in a beer bottle for a vase.
"A flower?" she questions.
"Cherokee rose," he corrected," The story is when American soldiers were moving Indians out of their land; trail of tears. Cherokee mothers cry so much for losing their little ones on the way. Exposure, disease, starvation... Lot of them just... So the elders say a prayer, asked for a sign up lift the mothers' spirits. It was strength and hope. The next day on this road started to grow where the mothers' tears fell. I'm not a fool that flowers aren't blooming for my brother... But I believe this one for your little girl."
He turns to leave then he stops, "She going to like it here." he says before exiting the RV.
'I guess the tough guy has a soft side?' I smiled.
RainbowKissez101: like i promised lol this chapter was really long, hope you guys enjoyed this review please :D