AUTHOR'S NOTES: Hello, I realised it's been a whole month since I updated this story =(
I'm glad I had this chapter and the next already written up ready to post. I wanted to get a chapter up tonight for the readers following.
WARNING: A sad and drunken Rick
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Walking Dead or its characters.
Apologies in advance for any spelling and grammatical errors.
Loved Back to Life
Chapter 21
Sitting back, there's an eerie silence all around. Rick closes his eyes to collect his thoughts. It had only been a couple of minutes since he was shown into the room and had taken a seat but it felt like hours.
The kind old secretary offered coffee and croissants and revealed a Pain au Chocolat hidden in the centre, gesturing for him to take it before anyone else does. Rick hasn't been able to stomach a thing to eat so he kindly refuses thanking her for her hospitality with a smile and she smiled back sympathetically to him in understanding. She types up the letters and file notes that are on dictation on all the cases so she knows the history of each and every case. She knows his file very well, the amount of times Alistair had worked on trying to contact Lori's lawyers who seemed to be stalling or avoiding letters and phone calls. It had resulted in hiring a private detective to search for Lori but even he couldn't locate Lori, she had disappeared without a trace.
Rick wonders whether the old lady possibly knows what Alistair was going to reveal to him today. He had the urge to ask her but before he could, she gives him one last smile and scurries out the room, shutting the door behind her leaving him alone.
Rick turns his head back facing forward with a heavy sigh and somewhat relived he didn't bombard her with his questions that she wouldn't be able to answer, that wouldn't have been right of him to do. She was a nice lady but her emotions were clearly visible on her face, she looked concerned and anxious and Rick didn't think that was a good sign.
A couple of framed family pictures of Alistair with his wife and kids catch Rick's eyes. He runs his eyes over them and for a moment, he couldn't help but feel envious of the beautiful little and whole family smiling in the frames. It had been a long time since they had a family picture with them smiling like the family staring back at him.
Rick looks at his watch, only another two minutes had passed since the last time he looked, time had suddenly slowed down. Each day had dragged by and today he was finally going to hear what Lori had to say which could possibly alter his and Carl's life forever. The only thing that mattered to him was Carl, she could have everything else. She already got her hands on their life savings, she could also have the house, the car, the ugly painted pictures that cost a fortune, the expensive ornaments gifted to them years ago by relatives. He did not care an iota for anything of that nature, they were all materialistic, replaceable - Carl was not! Carl is his son and giving him up was not negotiable.
The noise of a siren from a distance gets Rick's attention, his eyes snap open to look straight out the window to the street below to see the distance lights of an ambulance. He remembers Carl nearly getting run over, seeing that ambulance and thinking the worst had happened was a feeling he never wanted to experience again. If Beth hadn't been there that day, if she hadn't of returned from her aid work earlier than her extended visit, then Carl, he - Rick felt nauseous just remembering, shaking his head away of the possibility of what could have happened that day.
He suddenly feels anger. Where was she then? Rick's mind demanded to know. Where was she when Carl woke up at night when he had all those night terrors, when he wet the bed, when he was having problems in school or when he just wanted a hug, where was she? Rick wants to yell.
Staring down at the view of the busy street with people coming and going, the traffic moving steadily early in the morning. His eyes sweep the area searching for something. His concentration is interrupted when a pigeon lands on the window ledge, he realises he's still in the office and still waiting not down there on the street.
He hears footsteps rushing down the corridor and then they come to a stop with muffled voices outside the door but just as soon as they started, they stopped and the footsteps were retreating back the way they came.
Rick remains patient and turns his attention towards the desk and notices a metal pendulum, just like the one Carl had gifted him one Father's Day.
Carl had spied him smiling at it in a gadget shop telling him how his own father had one like the one on the shelf when he was a little boy. He loved to play with it and lo and behold, one morning on Father's Day, he unwrapped a box to find the same pendulum he admired in that shop. It now sits on his desk, a tiny smile appears on Rick's lips. Every time Carl came to the station, he sat at his desk and played with it. Rick had to admit, there was a calming about the pendulum, he couldn't explain and neither could Carl, it was just wonder how it kept on going, that was when Rick decided he needed to brush up on his science and physics so he and Carl decided it was time they visited the science museum which then got them into the world of astronomy. Shane had teased them relentlessly when they set up their equipment. They hadn't done any stargazing in a while, a year to be exact. Rick knew it was one thing Carl loved to do on a clear starry night, they'd climb out on to the balcony and gazed up into the sky through their telescope, Carl had wanted to catch a shooting star but hadn't.
Rick reaches over, grabs a rod, pulls it back and then releases. He watches the pendulum swinging back and forth, the metals bob hitting the other and so forth, his eyes following the motions.
"Rick?"
Rick's attention is broken when he sees a hand stopping the pendulum, he looks up.
"Rick, sorry to have kept you waiting, had to get some papers off to court, damn courier company didn't turn up on time!" He shakes his head "Would you like tea, coffee, something to go with it…biscuits?" Alistair asks standing behind his seat.
"Alistair, thanks but no thanks. I don't mean to be rude but I didn't come here for the biscuits!" Rick replies to his old friend.
Alistair sighs taking a seat opposite Rick looking at the file and back at him nodding. He is silent for a moment realising it was easier to tell a client who was a complete stranger not someone he's known practically all his working life what his soon to be ex-wife is claiming and demanding.
Alistair looks at Rick. The accusations were false, Rick was one of the good guys you turn to when you need help, not run away from shit scared.
"What does she want?" Rick asks hesitantly.
Alistair takes a deep breath before he drops the multiple grenades waiting for them to blow one after the other;
"It was obvious, Lori wants full custody of Carl," Alistair begins.
Rick nods his head, he expected this so it wasn't a shock.
"She wants to move Carl to San Francisco where she's now settled." He reveals.
"San Francisco?" Rick repeats narrowing his eyes at Alistair knocked for six.
Alistair nods regrettably. He watches Rick staring down at the pendulum and then takes a deep breathe because the next part was going to provoke Rick to possibly lose his temper and he hasn't seen Rick lose his cool in a very long time.
"Lori is accusing, that you forcefully forced her out of the family home," He says warily.
"What?" Rick's scrunches his face in disbelief.
Alistair continues, he knew it was better to get it out than drag it out longer.
"She accuses that you bullied her, mentally abused her!" Alistair continues.
Rick looks on shocked, he remembers back to that evening, they sat up all night trying to see if they could try to give it another go but when neither fought for their relationship, it was clear that the marriage was over.
"She wouldn't say that!" Rick replies back to Alistair in denial shaking his head.
They agreed to part ways and Rick had even offered to move out their family home so Lori and Carl could stay in the house, it was never an option that Lori leave and search for somewhere to live. He wanted to do the right thing in keeping mother and son together, it was the toughest and hardest life decision he had made and he had thought it would have been best Carl stay with his mom in their home but Lori was too worried about gossip, she had to flee town.
Everything comes flooding back to Rick. He had wanted to believe Lori was being amicable for Carl's sake when she decided to leave Carl in his care but she had not been, she had been plotting! all this time and now she has returned to take revenge and hurt him like nobody has done before, revenge because he didn't want to stay married to her any more.
"Lori states, you wanted to have more kids, you were pushing her and when she told you her fears of the possible complications during another pregnancy, the health risks to her and the baby, you weren't at all worried, you didn't care she or the baby could die, you just wanted siblings for Carl. Once she changed her mind and you weren't happy with her decision, you said the marriage was over and you drove her out of town,"
Rick was beginning to get mad, his face was beginning to tighten from annoyance, Lori had twisted all his words. It wasn't a lie, he had always wanted more kids, Lori knew this before they got married and after but then she decided one was now enough, they were both on different wave lengths on that topic and many others.
"And the last thing...you have refused her access to see Carl and she's been too terrified to return to King County of fear of what you would do to her and she'd have no protection as you work at The Sherriff's Department, you have a lot of power and influence amongst your colleagues!" Alistair finishes.
He felt like he just punched Rick a few times in the guts and he felt awful.
"And do you believe all this cock and bull?" Rick asks Alistair.
"Hell No!" Alistair says chucking the letter aside "but she's goin' to make a spectacle out of it and you!"
"Alistair, she's out to hurt me, her taking Carl away from me, she's as good as pulling the trigger and putting a bullet through my heart and she knows it!" Rick tells him "But if anyone's goin' to get hurt and affected the most, it's Carl and he's just finally back to his normal self, I don't ever want to see him in that place again!"
"I know Rick, that's why we have to prove Lori is talking complete and utter rubbish. Her attorney is building a case against you to show you're a corrupt cop and we have to gather evidence that you're not, we need character witness statements from as many law abiding citizens as we can get!" He advises
"If you've got any hidden skeletons in the closet, you need to tell me now because they've hired a Private Eye and he's goin' to dig into your past and try and prove you're a fraud and an unstable man, father." Alistair warns Rick.
Rick had enough, his head begins to spin and everything goes dark around him. He leans forward holding his head in his hands trying to catch his breathe. Alistair walks over and sets a glass of water down on the table and puts a hand on Rick's shoulder.
"Rick, we won't let her take Carl, we'll fight all her accusations, the Judge will never take a child out of a happy, secure and loving environment and place him in an known territory to a deluded woman who abandoned her child for a year without any contact with anyone! She took off, didn't report you when she had the chance, she doesn't have a chance! there's so much she has to prove not just against you but that she can take care and provide for a child herself, you can, you've done it for a year!" Alistair promises.
Rick just stares at Alistair not moving, not saying a word, not even blinking now.
"Rick?" Alistair calls but he doesn't respond.
He takes a seat beside Rick and puts a hand on his shoulder, Rick turns to look at him.
"This is completely absurd, has Lori lost her mind?" Rick asks in disbelief.
"Rick, she's coming back to town in a couple of weeks, she says its Carl's birthday and she wants to see him. She's filing for access and I suggest to show you're the reasonable party, you let her see Carl." He advises Rick.
Rick thinks about the birthday party Beth has been organising, all her efforts to make Carl's birthday one that he won't forget to be ruined with a reunion by the mother who abandoned him. The day was supposed to be a surprise for Carl, this wasn't the surprise he had been wishing for.
Rick stands up pushing his chair back, pacing back and forth running his hands over his face.
"Not on his birthday!" Rick says angrily.
"Rick, we need to play along for now!"
"She left!" Rick says "She abandoned Carl!"
Rick finds himself at a salon nursing a glass of whiskey, he didn't know how he got here but he had just poured the last of the brown liquid down the back of his throat.
Rick lifts his hand gesturing for his tab. Once he pays, he stands up to leave but stumbles on to the man in the next stool to him making him spill his drink.
"Sorrrrrrrrryyyy!" Rick slurs grabbing the serviettes and attempts to mop up the mess. He pats the man on the shoulder.
The man in on his feet helping Rick to stand straight with Rick waving him off that he was fine. The bartender is beside them in an instant to help. He now regrets filling the deputy's glass when he knew he should have stopped four drinks ago. Watching Rick, the bartender wondered what had happened for him to be in the salon drowning his sorrows, he was always the one who kept to one beer unless it was a lad's night out but either way, he was usually the one hauling Walsh's drunken ass out the door.
Guillermo and Phillipe walk through the door chatting and stop once they see Rick being helped on to the stool. They both look at each other worriedly and make their way over.
"Hey, what's goin' on?" Phillipe says when he finally sees that Rick was wasted, he had never seen Rick as he was now but it wasn't a good wasted look, it was bad.
"I got him!" Guillermo says to the bartender trading places gesturing he can leave Rick to them.
"C'mon man, sit down." He manoeuvres Rick back into his seat.
"You're a good personnnss, both of you!" Rick pokes Guillermo in the chest and Phillipe in the stomach.
"How much have you had to drink Rick?" Guillermo asks now concerned.
"S'possed to have one but I lost count, feels good, feels good, blocks everythin' out!" Rick slurs leaning down on the bar.
Guillermo can only think it had something to do with the stuck-up ex-wife who wouldn't set foot in his establishment. He had heard Rick and Shane's conversation the day Rick had that picnic basket made up for Beth and then a few women which he gathered were friends of Lori's gossiped that she was fighting for custody of Carl.
"Shit, we gotta get him outta here before some shit reports him!" Phillipe panics when the few people in the bar begin to turn their attention to them.
Guillermo nods when his eyes scan the bar, there was whispering amongst some of the drinkers and he didn't like it. He had the urge to smack their faces for judging Rick without knowing the facts. Sniggering at the same Deputy Grimes who's helped every single one of those asses sitting in their seats glaring at him.
"Your Grandmother is one amazin' woman!" Rick hiccups "the sweetest little lady ever met…she gives my boy treats every time he comes in!" He says wiping his nose on Phillipe's shoulder. Phillipe watches and then looks the other way not thrilled Rick had done that.
Rick smiles and then begins to laugh, he tilts his head back sitting on his stool. Phillipe jumps and grabs hold of Rick before he falls backwards. Rick remembers Guillermo had threatened that his dogs would chew him and the rest of the deputies up, all those years ago when there was that standoff between The Sheriff's Department and the Vatos Crew. They were just the cutest Chihuahua he ever saw. Carl had laughed at that story and wanted to see the little monsters.
"She lets him play with the cute monsters!" He smiles seeing Carl's face light up when the dogs circled round him.
"Carl can come round anytime…let's call it a night though, time to go home!" Guillermo says lifting Rick up.
"I can stand myself but I need to buy this man a drink, I spilled his one before!" Rick says pushing Guillermo off of him calling the barman.
Rick's cell begins to vibrate. Phillipe picks if off of the bar, seeing the name, his eyes blow up as he shows his cousin who takes a hold of the phone.
Guillermo takes a few steps away from the bar and answers it.
"Rick?" Beth calls cheerily through the phone.
"No, it's not Rick, it's Guillermo from the diner," He answers.
Beth looks at her cell and then puts it back to her ear.
"Oh hey, is everything ok? can Rick come to the phone?" Beth asks standing outside Rick's front door.
Guillermo wonders whether to make up an excuse and take Rick back to his house to sober him up or to tell Beth the truth that Rick was drunk at the bar. He didn't want to mess things up between them knowing they were now seeing each other. Rick is a decent respectable man and today was a one off, the man was down. He worried if Beth saw him as he was now, she probably would run thinking that this was the real Rick Grimes but this was not. He hoped Beth wouldn't abandon Rick.
"Rick, I think we should get you home!" Beth hears in the background.
"Where are you, where is Rick and why is Phillipe saying you should get him home?" Beth asks "Is he ok?" She begins to worry now.
"Ok…don't freak out…Rick's been drinking at the salon and he's probably had one too many…I'm goin' to take him back to mine and he can spend the night recovering there!" He informs Beth not happy for deceiving Rick.
He notes Beth's worry and concern, he thought he owed it to her to tell her the truth.
"No…can you bring Rick back to his house, I'm waiting outside!" Beth requests.
"I think it be better I take him home with me," Guillermo tries to convince Beth.
"He'll feel much better in his own bed…please bring him home," Beth pleads softly.
"Yes ma'am," he shrugs his shoulder looking at Phillipe "we're on our way." He responds and cuts the line.
Guillermo and Phillipe manage to get Rick up the stairs and on to his bed. Beth thanks them for bringing Rick home. They offer to stay if need be but Beth was adamant that she could take of Rick herself.
Once Beth closes the door, she looks up the stairs. She had never seen Rick like that before, it hurt to see him like that, he looked completely shattered and depressed which only meant whatever the divorce attorney had revealed, was definitely not good and not what Rick had expected.
The phone rings, she rushes over and picks it up looking up towards the stairs hoping it didn't disturb Rick, he had fallen asleep just as the guys dropped him off. Morgan was on the line. He knew she would be round as Beth told Jenny that she would drop by to see how the meeting went when she handed Carl over to Jenny after school, he was invited to a sleep over at Duane's house with a few other boys from the class.
It transpired, a close friend of Morgan's had seen Rick being helped out of the bar and he had called to let him know, Rick didn't look in good shape. Beth closes her eyes with a sigh, she hoped it didn't spread round town, Rick didn't need any more agro, this was all he needed. Beth explained the situation and Morga tells her, he will be round first thing in the morning to check in and that Carl could stay over as long as Rick needed to sort himself out.
Before disconnecting the line, Morgan asked whether Beth was going to stay with Rick, not knowing if she would and Beth had put his mind at rest when she said she would stay with him during the night, she was too worried to leave him in his state and Daryl was out of town.
Beth takes a couple of bottles of water from the fridge and some light painkillers she found in Rick's medicine cabinet, sets them on his nightstand and leaves a bucket on floor next to him in case he needed to vomit.
Beth pulls off Rick's boots and socks and sets them down on the floor. She then gets onto the bed and takes off his trousers, trying not to look or stare at Rick, remaining respectful. She was a bit shy doing this without his knowledge but nonetheless continues, she wanted to get his clothes in the wash to get rid of the smell of booze.
Beth then proceeds to unbutton his shirt and pull his arm out of each sleeve. It was rather difficult as Rick suddenly became all heavy and floppy and he wouldn't budge. After a few more attempts, Beth manages to carefully extract his shirt off without tearing or damaging it. She sits there wiping the sweat off of her face and looks down at Rick, he looked flushed and red in the face, obvious he wasn't a heavy drinker and tonight, Rick may have exceeded the limit his body could handle as he suddenly leans to the side off the bed and vomits straight into the bucket.
Beth sighs with relief and thanks her lucky stars that she had put the bucket there. Nursing Maggie all those years when she snuck out to parties and came back tipsy definitely proved good practice for this moment.
Rick falls back on the bed groaning. Once he settles and looks like he won't chuck up again, Beth moves closer next to him.
"Rick, what have you done?" Beth whispers looking at him wiping his hair back.
Beth feels Rick's forehead, he was extremely hot. She gets up grabbing the bucket, walking into the en-suite, she flushes the vomit down the toilet and then returns with the clean bucket, placing it back to the floor and retakes her place on the bed next to him with a damp cloth patting it over Rick's forehead, face and down his neck.
Beth feels him again, he was still hot, she frowns. Beth decides to take off his T-Shirt and turns on the overhead fan. She faces Rick, leaning down on her elbow against the pillow next to him running her hand through his damp hair which seemed to soothe Rick, his face begins to relax and the lines on his forehead begin to disappear. Rick finally looked peaceful as she lays there beside him watching him sleep.
Beth lays there thinking what had been said today, what did Lori want? Whatever it was, it was too much for Rick to tolerate as it took him to walking into a bar and drink himself into a frenzy and pass out. Beth couldn't believe it when she feels hate and fury towards the woman she's never met before, how could she do this to Rick, to Carl who will have to see his dad in this state, no child should see their father who they class their hero an emotion wreck!
Beth was seething, she has never felt so much anger before. She clenches her fists together, she was literally shaking until her mother's voice enters her ear and she stops as she tells her hate was a strong and dangerous emotion; her sole job was to give comfort to those who are hurting and in distress, to let them know they are not alone, nobody is given more than they can bear, it's a testing time and she can help Rick through his suffering and to face it head on.
Beth now feels guilt rush over her, she loved Rick so much and seeing him like this was heart-breaking.
"What should I do?" Beth asks.
"Rick needs reminding he is not alone, he has strength to get him through whatever is thrown his way. Today was a lapse but tomorrow is a fresh start. Remind him, Carl needs him and some bonds can never be parted or broken. You too sweetheart, whatever comes…walk beside Rick, don't let him fall!" Annette's voice drifts away as Beth's eyes begin to flutter close, she presses her forehead up against Rick's.
"I won't let Rick fall!" Beth promises.
An hour passes, Beth slowly opens her eyes, she hears mumbling coming from beside her. Rick was mumbling to himself in his sleep.
"He's my son! he needs me…not you!"
Beth turns to look at Rick when he begins calling out for Carl and then she hears her name "Beth!" and then Rick's body shoots up on the bed, he was wild eyed and panting, sweat pouring down his face. Beth has never seen Rick like this before, he looked absolutely terrified.
Beth scoots over and puts her arms around Rick and holds him tightly to her chest. Rick looks down at himself and then to Beth next to him disorientated. Beth gently caresses his face and Rick closes his eyes licking his lips, his mouth and throat felt painfully dry.
Beth reaches over, uncaps a bottle of water, pops a couple of painkillers into Rick's mouth and he takes them without question. Beth holds the bottle of water under Rick's lips and gestures to him to drink whist she pours for him. Rick drains the entire bottle empty and wipes his mouth with his hand once he's finished.
Beth put the bottle back on the nightstand and watches as Rick jumps out of bed and makes it into the bathroom shutting the door behind him. All that liquid inside of him needed to come out, Beth opens the window and stares out.
When Rick re-emerges moments later, he sits down on the bed leaning forward with his face in his hands. Beth turns around from the window and comes to kneel down in front of him. Rick had his eyes closed breathing in and out heavily. When Rick remains as he is, Beth puts her hands on his thighs and watches him.
Rick's eyes slowly open to see her hands and they squeeze him gently, he just turns his head to the side not wanting Beth to see him as he was, she deserved better than what was sitting in front of her, was all he thought.
Beth can see Rick clearly, she senses what he was thinking of himself, she reaches up and gently holds his chin. She turns his face around to face her but Rick still had his eyes shut closed. Beth kneels up and with both her hands lifts his face up so their faces are inches apart.
Rick feels the light hot air coming from Beth's as it hits him in the face. Rick tries to turn away again but Beth holds his face tightly in her hands not allowing him to move. He would have to push her over for her to let go.
Rick opens his eyes not knowing why she was still there, he looks straight into her blue eyes, he swallows deep and hard. Beth looks over his face and with her thumb she strokes his cheek and then a big tear escapes Rick's eye and runs down his face to land on Beth's right hand and then another on her left. Beth looks up with her own watered eyes and pulls Rick into a hug as she wraps her arms around his neck and runs her fingers through the back of his hair. Rick buries his face into Beth's neck and allows himself to sob holding her tightly around the waist. His tears covering her, she didn't care.
"I've got you Rick, you're not alone and we'll get through it together!" Beth whispers rocking Rick back and forth and pressing a kiss into his hair and whispers she loves him.
When Rick had calmed down and his breathing was back to normal, he lifts his head off of Beth's shoulder, he sniffs and then looks at Beth as she remained on the floor in front of him, her hands back on his thighs not looking uncomfortable or awkward of him breaking down, she just looks up at him with her love, concern and wanting to give him comfort.
"I'm sorry about that, I don't know what came over me!" He says wiping his eye with his palm trying to avoid Beth's eyes, he knew he must look like a pathetic man to her, to anyone, was all that was going through his head.
"Don't hide from me!" Beth pleads and he looks at her.
Beth gets up and sits next to him on the bed taking his hand in hers. He looks down.
"You're so desired and you didn't even know it!" Beth tells him honestly.
Rick stares at Beth not knowing how to reply. His face began to tingle a heat, not from tears or anger this time but the effects of what Beth had just said.
Rick has never had anyone say that to him so openly before, he looked surprised.
"Even now, I'm telling you, you don't believe it!" Beth smiles "Believe it Deputy Rick Grimes!" Beth says titling her face into the side of his and he begins to close his eyes.
"I'm smelly and sweaty and I've just thrown up!" Rick warns her placing a hand on her shoulder to stop, she'll regret it after.
Beth ignores him putting her hand around his neck, pulling him down as she moves in and gently presses her lips against his. Rick allows Beth to kiss him and then she pulls away and kisses his cheek with a smile.
Beth stands up taking Rick's hand, he just sits there staring at her. She takes a few steps back resulting in him standing up and following her. Once they reach the side of the bed, Beth lets go of Rick's hand as she sits down, swings her legs over and scoots into the middle. She lifts her hand out for Rick to take and he does without objection. He holds her hand and nestles down next to her. Beth moves up close, one hand under her cheek and the other around Rick's neck, she presses her forehead against his staring into his eyes. Rick slides an arm under her and his other hand holds on to Beth tightly around her waist. Rick just stares back at her, Beth was his soothing balm.
"Sleep Rick, don't think about anything, just sleep!" Beth says as her finger lazily draws patterns on his neck which helps him relax and then his eyes feel heavy.
Fighting to keep them open to look at Beth, he succumbs to Beth's touch and advice, his eyes shut close and he is breathing in and out gently.
Beth finally follows Rick into a deep slumber next to him having decided, tomorrow she was going call up Morgan and ask him to drop off Carl home instead of him staying over for the rest of the day at Duane's. She was going to take Rick and Carl to the farm to spend the rest of the weekend there with her family. They needed to get away and just relax where nobody could hassle them, take them away from it all. It would be just them, the farm and the open space. Rick and Carl could spend that time alone together and she would take care of them both.
"I love you Beth!" Rick whispers in his sleep pulling her closer.
A/N – Next Chapter with be a lot of Greene's and Grimes' and some nice moments and laughs.
A very pregnant Maggie looks ready to pop any time soon, Carl has put himself up to watching over Maggie and counting how many times the baby moves like Beth instructs him.
Shaun and Rick come face to face and clash over Beth. Beth has a heart to heart with his big unhappy older brother. Will the last member of the Greene's accept Beth and Rick together?
And what does Carl whisper to Maggie's belly and Rick overhears?
Good Night x