It was a solid five minutes before I finally pulled Glenn off of me so I could talk to him. He had one of his arms under my shoulder blades, the other around my waist. Mine were hooked around his neck, ensuring that he stayed close to me.

"Glenn... I went back for you, I swear..." My voice cracked as I spoke. He didn't seem to notice.

"Nat, please! I'm glad you left... if you didn't, the walkers would have..."
A few lone tears streamed down his cheek. I gently wiped them away, placing tiny kisses where they had once been. He smiled a bit and squeezed me lovingly.

At that moment, I suddenly became aware of the people around us. I reluctantly pulled away from Glenn, timidly looking around. There was a woman with short grey hair, an elderly looking man, a black man, and some guy with a crossbow sitting by himself under a tree. I gave Glenn a kiss before pulling away from him, heading over to the short haired woman. She seemed like the friendliest one of the bunch I had seen.

"Hi, I'm Natalie." With introductions, I don't waste an hour talking. I just get right to the point and hope for the best.

She smiled. "Well hi, Natalie. I'm Carol," She pointed everyone out. "And that's Dale, T-Dog, and Daryl. I see you know Glenn..."

"Oh, yes. We've been together for three years." I got a bit of a dreamy look on my face. Whenever I started talking about how Glenn and I met, it put me into a good mood.

She looked genuinely interested. "How did you two meet?"

I sighed and smiled. "It's a long story..."


By the time I got to work, it was already 3:45 AM; 15 minutes early.

One of the ER nurses, Rachael Dunlap, had gotten a call and found out her mother had passed away. I was called and asked to take her shift, which I accepted without hesitation. Rachael was a close friend of mine, and if anything like that happened to me I know she'd take over my shift.

I wandered around from patient to patient, checking up on their statuses and making sure they were comfortable.

Not too long after, Veronica Sillasia handed me a clipboard with weary eyes.
"There's a patient waiting for an examination. The guy got attacked on his way home..." She yawned. "He's got multiple stab wounds, and in stable condition."

I nodded and looked down at the paper. Glenn Rhee, age 22. Victim of mugging.
Putting on my best attitude, I made my way over to where the clipboard directed me to go.

When I saw him, I swear my heart stopped. Aside from the blood and frightened look on his face, he had to have been the most attractive guy I'd ever seen. His eyes had a small twinkle in them, and he was just gorgeous. And by the way he was looking at me, I could tell his thoughts weren't too different from mine.

After I had tended to his wounds, I discreetly scribbled my number down on a piece of paper and slipped it to him. I expected him to just get rid of it or ignore it, but the next evening I got a text.

From him.

That went on for a while until we began to hang out, instantly making friends.
About a month and a half later, he confessed his feelings for me.

We had been dating ever since.


Carol smiled from where she was seated in the RV. Glenn had dozed off, streched across the seats at the table, his torso cradled in my arms like a baby. He looked too peaceful to move, so I didn't dare do anything except softly stroke his cheek.

"You two must really love each other," Carol said. She paused before speaking again. "Sophia, she... she was very fond of him..."

My heart skipped a beat, and not in a good way. Who was this 'Sophia'? Did she like Glenn, and if she did, why hadn't I met her?
"If its alright I ask, who's Sophia?"

Carol had a sad look on her face. "Sophia is my little girl. She got lost a few days ago, out in the woods by herself..."

I held back a gasp. The feeling of loosing a child and not knowing their status during these times must have been the worst feeling in the world.

"Carol, I'm so sorry! I'll bet that someone here will find her and bring her back safe and sound."

She gave a weak smile and nodded. "I do too. I'll bet she'll like you."

She gave me a quick goodbye before getting up and leaving, closing the door a bit too loudly behind her. Glenn twitched a bit, his eyes opening slowly. When he saw that it was me holding him, he smiled and sat up a bit, placing a kiss on my lips.

"I missed you, Nat. I really did. They told me you would turn up eventually, but I never believed them."

I smiled. "Well maybe you should believe what they say now!"
He returned the smile, kissing me once more.

"I'm just glad you're alive."


I honestly suck at keeping up with updating my stories. : /

I'm probably going to go back and forth between this story and another and update those ones until I finish, then do the same with my other two. That's not a promise, but I certainly will try to stick with it.

:)