Chapter 4

"Have you seen Maggie or Glenn?" a voice behind me asked. I turned around to see Rick standing behind me, staring down at me impatiently, almost angrily. His arms were crossed, and his face was scrunched up.

I shook my head. "Not for a while," I said, "They went out to get formula about four hours ago."

"I know that!" he snapped, causing me to flinch, "I'm not stupid!" He turned around and stalked off, leaving me to stare after him. What was that about? A hand on my shoulder caused me to jump. "He's just stressed," Beth said, before walking away.

Rick's words began to sink in. That was odd. They should be back by now. The knot of worry in my stomach resurfaced. I tried to shake it off again, but I couldn't. Trembling, I walked to my cell, and sat down, attempting to forget the fear that was beginning to take over. The effort was futile. I pulled my self back up, and began to walk down the hallway, looking for Carl.


I sat on the first step of the staircase, tapping my feet in worry. Our small group was gathered in the hallway, and Rick stared at us, looking from person to person. Once he was sure we were all here, he began to speak.

"Maggie and Glenn have been kidnapped." He stated. Gasps rose from around the room, joined with exclamations of fear and disbelief. "How can you be sure?" my mother asked, "Do we have proof?"

He nodded. "A woman was found by the fence," he said, "She was covered in blood and was carrying a shopping basket full of formula. She said it was dropped by a young Asian male and a pretty girl, and they were forced into a car. Given the evidence, it must be them."

Stunned silence settled over the room as we struggled to grasp what Rick had said. I felt a warm hand squeeze mine, and I looked over a Carl. He attempted to smile reassuringly, but I could see the worry hiding in his eyes.

"What are we going to do about it?" Daryl asked from across the room, twirling an arrow in his hand. He was leaning against the wall, looking at Rick, as if waiting for an order.

"The woman tells me she can lead us there," he answered, "So we will get them back. Daryl, T-Dog, and I will go with this woman to get them back."

The room was quiet once again, until a voice spoke up. "I want to go," Beth said. Rick shook his head. "Why not?" she cried, "Maggie's my sister!"

"I wanna go, too," Carl said. Fear gripped my body as I turned to him. He looked at me, and squeezed my hand again. Rick sighed.

"Beth, Carl," he addressed them, "We need you both here. Carl, you need to help guard the prison. Beth, you need to be here to care for the baby." Beth huffed and walked off, while Carl nodded, seeming to accept that.

Rick stood there for a moment longer, and walked away, causing everybody to slowly disperse. I let go of Carl's hand and walked back to my cell, lying down to get some sleep.


My eyes blinked open, and I yawned. Sitting up in my bed, I noticed how quiet the prison was. I realized that it was still night time. I got out of bed, too restless to lie back down. The cell block was quiet, but as I looked around, I noticed it wasn't empty. Carl was sitting on the stairs, looking exhausted.

"Hey." I said, walking over. At the sound of voice, his head jerked up, and he stared up at me, bewildered, until he finally registered who I was. "Hey," he muttered back. "Tired, huh?" I asked, and he nodded slowly.

"I can't sleep," he said, "I kept having nightmares." There were small bags beneath his eyes, and his head kept bobbing down, and snapping back up. "You should probably get some sleep," I commented, but he shook his head.

"I'll be fine," he told me. I rolled my eyes. "Do you wanna talk about them?" I asked, "I might make you feel better." He shook his head again. I sighed, and made my way back to my cell, and lied down on my bunk. I pulled the blanket over myself, and shivered. The cold nipped at my arms through the thin blanket, but I rolled over, falling into a state off being half-asleep. I felt a vague sense of warmth, and then I drifted off to sleep.


Vague sense of warmth, hmm? Don't worry, I'm so not going there. I'd like to thank all the favorites and the follows, it really means a lot.