Another Tuesday, another post! I'm trying really hard to post on Tuesday and I think I've been doing a great job so far, thanks to your lovely reviews!
Though I did get one very fuckin' rude 'guest' review that thought the fact that I was supposedly 'begging' for reviews, was pathetic. Well, Mr. Guest, you can kiss my ass. Jokes on you asswipe because you left me a' review' and if you were a writer, you'd understand how important reviews were to us! I'm not doing it for recognition, as you had so kindly pointed out, I'm asking for reviews so I know that it is being read by anyone and I'm not wasting my time with a story that takes up ALL the extra time I have.
Anyways, just needed to get that off my chest before I answered my lovely supporters:
Hell's Butterflies: I'm glad you appreciate my slow burn between Daryl and Ana. At the beginning, I had thought about them falling into a see-saw type of relationship but then, I figured it would work out better for most of the story line if they instead, worked up to an actual relationship, if there is one lol I'm also sure everyone is super eager about Sophia, I knew I deliberated on this plotline for a long time, figuring out what I wanted to happen with Sophia, where I wanted her to go. I'm sure by either the end of this season, or the next, I may throw you for another loop regarding Sophia lol Enjoy!
KyraNoelle: HAHAHHA I want them to be together SO BAD and I'm the damn writer! lol Believe me, it's working up to tit and once it does happen, you'll be jumping for joy just as much as me lol With Ana getting shot, I debated on that particular event for a while. I kept going back and forth between Daryl getting shot like he originally does or Ana, in the end I decided Ana getting shot would be the perfect gasoline to feed the fire between Andrea and Ana. I know in the television version, it pissed me off when Andrea wouldn't get off her high horse and shot at Daryl, so I knew, Ana would be the perfect opposite to Andrea.
Kaikitty165: GURLLLLL I could never stand Andrea, from day one! And, I have to agree with you, the one person i hated more than Andrea was Lori, hands down. It's gonna get realllllll interesting between Ana and Lori, soon, maybe by the end of this season or the start of the next lol keep an eye out lol
Lavendor Queen: Thanks lol my mind is all over the place when I'm writing, I forget who I'm writing for so I really appreciate it when you point out the strange names haha I'm so glad I'm not the only one that didn't like Andrea.
UmiNight Angel Neko: OMG! ME TOO! That poor woman had so much on her plate, I just wanted one person to befriend that poor lady, just to give her a well-needed hug. And I know how badass Carol comes out to be so I definitely wanted Ana to be at her side for that.
Bri47: She did get off TOO fuckin' easy! Way too easy for shooting Daryl, like come on, the woman shot him and everyone brushed it under the rug so quick! Ugh, that annoyed me to no end so I knew from the start, I was going to have my OC going head to head with her.
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Author's POV...
Daryl knew this conversation would be awkward and stood in the doorway as Ana motioned for Carol to step in. She nodded at Daryl, handing him what looked to be a wrapped sandwich before slipping further into the room.
"I'll be right outside." Daryl offered under his breath as Ana passed him a half smile, watching as he stepped out, shutting the door silently behind him.
"How are you feeling Ana?" Carol took Daryl's previous seat, a few things sitting in her lap as she gazed at Ana in concern.
"I feel better than I look, promise." Ana smiled softly as Carol returned the gesture.
"How is your arm doing?" Carol then allowed her eyes to gaze down at Ana's wrapped arm resting in the sling before looking at the younger woman sadly.
"It was dislocated but they got it back in place and sewed me up. I'm fine Carol." Ana promised the woman who sighed, fidgeting in her seat.
"Thank you, Ana." Carol whispered, unable to lift her head from her lap as Ana looked at her confused.
"For what?" Ana asked unsure as Carol sniffled, lifting her tear filled eyes to look at Ana.
"You ran out after Sophia and got to her. Is she alright? Do you know where she is?" Carol pulled out Sophia's doll from the package in her lap, holding it tightly to her chest as Ana lied her head back against the pillow. She stared at the distraught woman for a second longer before passing her a comforting smile.
"Carol, I promise you, I will bring her back, alive. Once I'm allowed out of this bed, nothing will stop me from going to look for her." Ana promised the woman who let out a broke sob before standing to hug the woman carefully.
She literally would do anything for this woman.
Ana had soon met Hershel, Patricia, Beth and Maggie, all of which she had to fight back the need to squeal and hug tightly, especially Maggie. Daryl had followed the family into the room, watching intently as the doctor did a quick look over of Ana's injuries before labeling her well enough to get out of bed, which she was happy for. Though she was allowed out of bed, Hershel thought it best for the time being that she kept close to the house and stayed in the offered bedroom for one more night, just so he could keep an eye out for her.
He may hate offering random strangers help or medicine that his family could easily use in the coming months, but to Ana, she could easily tell that some part of Hershel was happy that the group had found his family.
After promising to take it easy for the next day, Daryl helped her from the bed, standing close to her as she sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting her sling.
"Rick said you have some training in the medical field." Maggie's voice startled the pair who hadn't even noticed her in the room as Ana's neck snapped over her shoulder to look at the woman in the doorway.
"I don't know if you'd consider it medical training. I was going to school to become a nurse but was only there for 6-7 months." Ana groaned as she finally pushed herself to stand, a bit wobbly as Daryl's hand shot out, gripping her hip lightly to stabilize her.
"Well, none of us have any medical training either, aside Daddy who is technically a veterinarian." Maggie pointed out as Ana gaped, totally forgetting that Hershel hadn't been a doctor, per say, and more of an animal doctor.
"Well, I know the basics. I went through the textbook about a dozen times, did hands-on training on stitching and other small things." Ana mentioned, ignoring the way Daryl's hand had bypassed her now clean shirt, resting on her bare hip now.
"Any training is better than none, especially now." Maggie smiled awkwardly before darting out of sight, leaving the two alone.
"What the hell was that about?" She muttered more to herself before looking to Daryl who was standing beside her with a shrug.
Daryl helped her out of the room, down the stairs and toward one of the rooms on the bottom floor.
"Figured ya might wanna see the kid before goin' outside." Daryl grumbled when she passed him a confused glanced that quickly turned to concern as she nodded.
Nodding back at her, he knocked on the door with his free hand as footsteps echoed from the other side before the door opened, showing an exhausted look Rick. Rick looked to Daryl and then to the woman with his arm around her waist, his eyes widening.
"Ana." He spoke in relief, opening the door further to eye her up for any other injuries, now that she was clean and in a new set of clothes.
"Hi Rick. How is he?" She asked worried as he smiled slightly at her before glancing over his shoulder where Lori was laid out on the bed beside a sleeping Carl.
"He's doing better. Hershel said he should be waking up soon." Rick explained as Ana visibly sighed in relief, relieved that her choices hadn't backfired on the kid.
"And you? How are you holding up?" Rick asked with equal worry as she passed him a reassured smile.
"I'm fine, nothing I can't handle. Let me know if you need anything, alright?" She reached forward with her free hand, grabbing Rick's hand, giving it a comforting squeeze which was quickly returned by the man.
Unknown to either of them, Daryl did not like the interaction as he stiffened slightly at her side, glaring hard at the Sheriff who only had eyes for the woman in front of him. When she finally pulled away from him and looked to him, Daryl shook the burning feelings from his chest and offered the Sheriff a half-assed nod before he turned, escorting the woman to the front door.
As soon as she stepped foot on the porch, she took in a breath of fresh air, enjoying the country air for the first time in a long time before she was all but tackled by two pairs of arms. Naturally, Daryl screamed at the idiots who were dumb enough to jump on her, while she broke out laughing once she recognized the voices of both Glenn and T-Dog. Promising Daryl that she was alright, slightly afraid the man was about to rip their limbs off, the two pulled away embarrassed, looking up and down her form.
"Thought we lost you out there." Glenn whispered with a small quiver of his bottom lip as Ana passed him a friendly smile.
"Do ya honestly think I wouldn't make it out there, on my own?" Ana perked a brow in amusement as Glenn gaped, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water before T-Dog broke out laughing, holding his own injured arm to his chest.
"Dude, this is Ana we're talking about. She could give Dixon a run for his money." T-Dog wrapped his uninjured arm around Glenn's shoulders playfully as Daryl scoffed at the comment, stepping further away from the trio as not to be included in their conversation.
"How are you holding up T?" Ana then asked in concern, guilty that she had forgotten about T-Dog's injury back up at the highway. He scoffed, sputtering his lips as he held his bandaged arm up for her to see.
"Fuckin' paper cut, compared to your arm." T-Dog teased as he made a nudged towards her own injured arm resting in the sling. She rolled her eyes with a growing smirk, adjusting the strap around her neck.
"Seriously though, I'm fine. Nothing I haven't gone through before." She shrugged her one good shoulder, glancing over at Daryl who was aimlessly watching the group of campers in the front yard before looking back to Glenn and T-Dog who were smirking knowingly in her direction.
"What?" She muttered embarrassed as she attempted to fix her hair as best as she could with her one good hand. Glenn and T-Dog continued to smirk, looking to each other once more, then to Daryl and then back to her as T-Dog wiggled his brows teasingly.
"He was worried about you since you've been gone." T-Dog whispered seriously as Ana's eyes widened slightly before side eyeing Daryl who had taken to sitting on the railing of the porch.
"Shut up." She spat defensively as Glenn chuckled, resting a hand on her good shoulder.
"We're serious Ana. He cares about you, in his own 'Dixon' way. He's been out looking for both you and Sophia since you went missing, hasn't taken a break since then." Glenn added as Ana's cheeks slightly flared up at the confession, her insides thumping loudly.
"Since he brought you back, it's the first time he hasn't left the farm since we got here." T-Dog added under his breath once he noticed Daryl approaching them from the right.
"Carol has food waitin' for you. Doc said to get some food in ya." Daryl mumbled from beside her as she met his eyes, instantly glancing away, now embarrassed by what her friends had told her.
"Ah, okay. I'll talk to you guys later." She smiled awkwardly at the pair before allowing Daryl to escort her away from them and down the stairs to the grass. Ana chanced another glance behind her at her two friends, her eyes landing on Glenn who passed her a strange look, one she zeroed in on instantly.
Something was wrong.
Ana's POV...
Carol hovered over me from the second I sat down in front of the fire, a plate piled with meat of some sort, sitting in my lap while Daryl sat a few chairs down from me, staring at me like I was moments from disappearing at any second. Silently, I ate, knowing they wouldn't let me move till I finished what food was given to me before Carol took my plate, going about washing what dishes were in the bucket lying under the tree.
"Where are you sleepin?" I randomly asked Daryl, inwardly slapping myself for asking such a stupid question to begin with.
"Over there." Daryl grumbled out, nudging his head in the direction of the lone tent sitting about dozen feet away from the furthest tent.
"Where are ya'll getting all these supplies from?" I then asked, curious how they came across tents and such as Daryl glanced up from picking at his hands.
"The family has been givin' us shit, don't think that's gonna last for long though." Daryl mumbled under his breath as I glanced away from the fire, to the house where Maggie emerged from the house, glancing around as if she was looking for someone, before heading down the porch and towards the barn.
A shiver shot through my form instantly as I realized what was hiding just on our doorstep. Why Hershel thought it was a good idea to keep such dangerous creatures at a walking distance from his family, was beyond me as I continued to stare at the building, as if it was going to blow at any second.
"Ya cold?" Daryl's worried tone caught me off guard as I blinked away my thoughts, my eyes snapping over to meet his.
"No, why?" I asked confused as he continued to stare at me, not believing me in the least bit as he stood, shrugging off his flannel before walking towards me. I watched him intently as he approached me before dropping his torn flannel onto my shoulders with a huff.
"Don't need ya gettin' sick on me." I heard him whisper as he adjusted it over my sling before returning to his seat, his head down.
I stared at him for a second longer, unable to stop my heart from throbbing at the simple show of kindness from the redneck before his heavy scent engulfed my form. Shutting my eyes, attempting to stop myself from leaning over to sniff the sleeve, I bit my tongue, forcing myself to look in the opposite direction of him, afraid that he would immediately know what I was thinking.
Fuck.
Not good.
Author's POV...
"You're looking good for being shot at, twice." A voice ripped through the silence Ana was enjoying as she sat alone on the steps leading to the Greene House. Ripping her eyes from the barn in the distance, she slowly turned her head, immediately landing on Shane who stood just a few feet away, glaring at her. Sighing, not in the mood to deal with the man, she was surprised to find herself not moving from her spot as he continued to stand there, silently judging her.
"And you're looking good for leaving a man for dead who supposedly 'sacrificed' himself for Carl." Ana shot back, knowing she was trailing on thin ice with how crazy Shane was now since returning from his little mission with Otis while she was gone. As she thought, his eyes grew black, narrowing at her as he took a threatening step towards her.
"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about." He seethed as Ana continued to stare at him unfazed, noticing Daryl slipping out of the shed in the corner of the yard, obviously looking for her as she pushed herself to stand from the stairs. Ana had long ago, gave up caring about anything regarding Shane and just threw shit to the wind when anything came up with said man.
"Oh, so he shot himself while you ran? And you just happen to return with his gun as well?" Ana slowly climbed down the stairs, still not trusting herself to stand too long with the amount of blood she had lost while out in the woods, also being exhausted from her injuries. Just as she stepped onto the grass, she was almost knocked off her feet as Shane's arms gripped her own, sending her reeling in pain as he gripped her injured shoulder a bit tighter than the other.
"Who the fuck told you that? There is no way in hell you know shit since you were out skipping through the fuckin' woods." Shane hissed into her face as she lifted her pain filled eyes to meet Shane's crazed ones just as the sound of a gun cocking, snapped the silence.
"You're gonna get yer fuckin' hands off of her and step the fuck back before I put this bullet in yer head." Daryl deadly voice slipped through the two of them as Shane growled, gripping her once more as she whimpered before stepping back. As soon as he let her go, she went stumbling to the side where Daryl barely caught her, his gun still trained on the man who smirked at the two.
"Stay the fuck away from 'er, I won't tell ya again." Daryl hissed as his arm wrapped around her waist, holding her to him. Shane glanced down at the arm around her waist before scoffed with a dry laugh.
"Your walkin' on thin ice girl, best watch out." Shane warned her, winking at her teasingly before he turned, marching away from them.
"You okay?" Daryl whispered, not taking his eyes off the man still heading in the opposite direction from them before he slowly slipped his gun back into the side of his pants.
"'m fine." She answered, eyeing up Shane briefly before turning back to Daryl who she caught eyeing her from head to toe. Blushing at the look, she glanced away before he could catch her watching him and cleared his throat.
"Yer pushin' his buttons again?" Daryl then inquired after helping her to sit back on the stairs once more causing her to snort.
"I am not pushing his buttons. I'm just calling him out on his shit since no one else seems to want to." She complained as Daryl eyed her shortly before smirking, realizing how alike they both were.
"What was it 'bout this time?" Daryl kicked at the dirt once before stepping up the stairs, taking a seat on a higher step.
"The fact that no one is the least bit suspicious about the fact that he came back alone. Claims Otis sacrificed himself so Shane could get the equipment to Carl but knowing Shane, the more logical explanation was 'he' sacrificed Otis so that he could get away." Ana lowered her voice a bit, not wanting anyone in the house to hear her confession as she turned to look up at Daryl, wondering what his take was in all of this.
"How do you know about that?" Daryl asked confused as she swallowed the lump in her throat, realizing she shouldn't know anything about that seeing as she wasn't around for it. Glancing away before he could catch the mild panic on her face, she quickly came up with an excuse when she saw Glenn.
"Glenn filled me in earlier. Shane is no hero, he cares more about himself and the role he has in this group than anyone else. Killing Otis would be almost too easy for him to do just to come out as a hero in the end. You know he and Lori had a thing before Rick came back into the picture, right?" Ana rambled on, turning to look at Daryl once she got her expression under control, watching as he silently nodded.
"Killing Otis would make him look so good in Lori's eyes. Those two still have somethin' goin' on, even with Rick in the picture now. Is no one going to question the fact that said psycho came back with a dead man's gun too?" Ana grumbled under her breath as the screen door behind them, squeaked open, startling the pair who turned to see Maggie stepping through.
"Daddy sent me to come to get you, figured you might want to shower." Maggie smiled kindly down at Ana who smiled back with a nod before she pushed herself to stand, stumbling again as Daryl shot down the stairs to catch her.
"Jesus." He hissed in concern as Ana smiled embarrassed while Daryl helped her up the stairs.
"How the hell are ya supposed to shower in yer condition?" Daryl commented dryly as he helped her up the stairs to the second floor of the house.
"Ya gonna help me shower Dixon?" She teased light-heartedly as Daryl gawked over at her.
"Shut yer fuckin' mouth." He hissed half-heartedly as she laughed lightly, rolling her eyes as Maggie swept around them, gesturing to a doorway that led into a bathroom.
"Will you be helping her?" Maggie asked innocently as both people blushed brightly, separating from each other as quickly as they could while Maggie watched them confused.
"No." Daryl simply barked, glaring at Maggie before he marched down the hallway, disappearing back down the stairs in a huff.
"Did...did I say something?" Maggie asked worried as Ana let out a short laugh, both embarrassed and completely tickled by the entire thing.
"No, you didn't. We're...we're not together." Ana explained with a blush as Maggie's eyes widened in shock.
"Oh! I thought...I'm sorry, I just thought you were...together." Maggie offered embarrassed as Ana chuckled, shaking her head.
"No, it's not your fault." Ana shook her head as she continued to lean against the door frame leading to the bathroom.
"Do you need some help, then?" Maggie asked unsure as Ana glanced into the bathroom in thought before turning to her with a short nod.
"I want to say no, but I know I'll probably end up hurting myself further." Ana sheepishly offered back as Maggie sent her soft smile before helping her into the bathroom.
Ana's POV...
It was awkward. So awkward.
I had never had someone help me to shower before and now, being injured, I had half a mind to attempt to do it myself but I knew, with my luck, I'd hurt myself further. Fighting back a blush, I allowed Maggie to assist me in undressing all the way down to my birthday suit, attempting to avoid her eyes as she did so.
"I'm sorry about my comment earlier." Maggie mentioned embarrassed as she fiddled with the water temperature, filling the tub.
"It's really alright, no foul done." I smiled at the woman who slowly helped me into the filling tub, carefully helping me to sit in it while keeping my injured water out of the water to rest on the tub ledge.
"You...aren't together?" Maggie asked for reference as I winced slightly, sitting up as Maggie helped me wash my back.
"No, we aren't." I chuckled as I continued to stare ahead of me, enjoying the sponge bathe I was receiving.
"Everyone spoke about you and Daryl like you were a pair, I only assumed." Maggie added softly as she began to help me wash my hair causing me to blush.
"Well, I'm not opposed to the idea." I confessed, secretly enjoying the girl time with a character I had instantly found myself liking from day one.
The water stopped pouring over my head as I looked over to see Maggie smiling mischievously at me.
Yeah. I'll admit it. I like Daryl. After all this time of being together with the man, going through every situation together, him saving me from various things and people, how could I not find myself liking him to some extent?
And it's not like I was trying to hide the fact that I held some sort of feelings for Daryl, and with Maggie, I found myself opening up a bit more than I usually would around a total stranger. But for as many times as I've seen this plot line play out, I felt like I knew Maggie and connected with Maggie just as much as I did with Daryl. I felt like I could tell her anything and be alright with it.
"You like him?" Maggie asked with a smirk as I chuckled, embarrassed but still finding myself comfortable around her.
"You could say that. He's the one that found me when I got lost and brought me into the group. He's been watching my back ever since." I added as she instructed me silently to sit up before offering me the sponge to wash my frontal parts as she turned around.
"Does he know?" She then asked as I carefully scrubbed my chest and torso, then my legs.
"We wouldn't be talkin' if he did know. Dixon isn't the type to be romantically involved with someone." I sadly admitted, washing off the soap before tapping her back as I sat forward.
"How do you know?" She then asked as I sighed, uncaring that I was naked anymore as I forced a smile on my face before looking at her.
"I know him a lot better than he thinks." I added calmly as she tilted her head, reading into me further before a knock on the door broke us out of our conversation.
"Ana?" Glenn's voice spoke from the other side as I watched Maggie stiffen slightly, her cheeks flaring up as she looked down at me.
"Yeah?" I called out unsure as I watched amused as Maggie began to unconsciously chew on her bottom lip.
"Uh, when your free, can I talk to you?" He asked nervously as Maggie's eyes shot down to me once more, her mouth opening as if she wanted to say something before it quickly shut again.
"Sure, I'll be out in a bit. Meet me in my room?" I called out, already trying to get myself out of the tub, stumbling before Maggie reached out to help me up.
"Sure." He answered before his footsteps echoed back down the hallway and away from them.
"You like Glenn?" I offered bluntly, knowing the answer already as she slipped in surprise, barely catching herself on the counter top before looking at me in panic.
"It's alright, I won't tell anyone, promise." I helped her dry myself off with a smile, beyond happy that this particular relationship was still a thing in this plot line.
"He's a really nice guy. Loyal, kind and just full of surprises. He likes you too so don't worry about a thing."
Author's POV...
Maggie assisted Ana in drying and dressing in some borrowed clothes that no longer fit Maggie.
"You need anything else?" Maggie asked after helping her into bed and making sure that she had taken her pain pills.
"No, I'm good. If you see Glenn or Daryl, let them know I'm here." She offered as Maggie nodded, walking over to the door, startled to see Glenn already standing there, waiting to be allowed in.
"Oh, Glenn's here." Maggie mentioned embarrassed as Ana sat up, glancing around the lamp to see Glenn awkwardly standing there.
"Come in. Did you see Daryl anywhere?" Ana asked as she intently watched the way Glenn and Maggie passed each other an awkward glance before Glenn fully stepped into the room. Clearing his throat, Maggie made a quick getaway before Glenn took a seat in the chair still set up at Ana's bed side.
"No,thought he would be up here, with you." Glenn added as Ana laid back against the pillows stacked up against the headboard, her eyes watching him closely, knowing something was up but with the amount of pain pills swimming through her system, she was having a difficult time trying to latch onto a plot line.
"What is it?" Ana shot out, knowing something was wrong with the way Glenn was fidgeting, uncomfortably in his seat. Glenn's head shot up from his lap with a clear look of 'shit' across his face before he opened his mouth, effectively shutting it soon after.
"Glenn. I know something is wrong with ya, so spill yer shit." Ana grumbled as Glenn put his hands through his hair before sighing out.
"I don't know where to begin." He whispered as she snorted, adjusting the comforter across her chest.
"How about ya start with the hard-on you have for the farmers daughter?" Ana teased as the Asian's face instantly shot red, his eyes widening as big as saucers.
"Yes, I know. It's pretty obvious." Ana smirked at Glenn who glanced away embarrassed before slowly turning to her like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"I went into town with her a few days ago, did a pharmacy run." Glenn gave in as Ana's eyes slightly widened, the memories in her head finally connecting with what was going on.
"Did you guys find anything of use?" Ana innocently asked as Glenn licked his dry lips, clearing his throat awkwardly before slowly nodding.
"Medicine?" Ana added as she pushed herself to sit a bit straighter, all her attention on the man.
"We had sex." Glenn bluntly offered as Ana attempted to hold in her laugh as she slowly tilted her head to look at him, amused.
"You had sex?" Ana repeated shortly as Glenn nodded, his hands fiddling with each other, obviously waiting for Ana's reaction.
"Willingly?" She poked back as Glenn froze before he snorted, rolling his eyes as she broke out laughing.
"Yes, willingly." Glenn repeated as he jokingly whacked her thigh causing her to snort out another laugh.
"I'm just kidding Glenn, ya know I'm kidding." Ana leaned back into the pillows with a pleased sigh, gazing at her friend.
"So what's the problem? If ya'll did the deed, figured you'd be on her tail all the time." Ana carefully interjected as Glenn relaxed into his seat, obviously feeling a bit more relieved now that he had gotten it off his chest.
"She won't talk to me. She's avoiding me. Did I do something?" Glenn whined as Ana smirked, watching her friend in amusement.
"Dude, all girls are like that. It's kind of where they get the saying 'playing hard to get' from." Ana explained as Glenn turned his eyes slowly to her in surprise.
"She's playing hard to get?" Glenn repeated, unsure what she meant as Ana laughed shortly and nodded.
"Yeah, plus i'm sure, with all the shit going on around here, and with how hardcore her dad is, she might be a bit scared he'll find out. What do you think will happen if he finds out?" She seriously offered as she watched the various emotions cross Glenn's face before realization popped in.
"You don't think he'll kick us out if he finds out?" Glenn asked nervously causing Ana to sigh and nod.
"With how much I know about Hershel, he's very protective of his daughters. I'm sure he won't hesitate to kick us out. He's fixed Carl, he owes us nothing more." Ana felt like she was being too blunt for her friend but then again, she felt someone needed to be at times.
Glenn sighed, hanging his head as he planted his hands against either side of his face, silently muttering things as she pushed herself to sit a bit higher before leaning over to rub his shoulder comfortingly.
"It'll be alright Glenn. I won't say anything and I'm sure Maggie won't either." Ana offered in comfort as Glenn whined before lifting his head, something else obviously on his mind as he stared, hard, at her.
"There's' somethin' else botherin' you." Ana pinpointed as Glenn groaned, hanging his head back over the chair.
"You are too freaking observant for your own good." Glenn grumbled into his hand as Ana rolled her eyes with a proud smirk.
"One of my many sparkling traits." She proudly admitted as Glenn dropped his hand from his mouth, his eyes intently meeting hers.
"There's...there's walkers in the barn and Lori's pregnant."
Shit
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