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~Kaila G.

Rick walked toward the prison, feeling bad about arguing with Andrea. He was just upset because the thought of losing her made him crazy. He walked inside and headed up the stairs. After quickly checking in on Carl, he went to his own room. Andrea wasn't there.

Rick walked down the hall to the room that Andrea hadn't used in a long time. She was laying on her bed, staring out of the small window. Rick walked over quietly and kneeled beside her bed. She turned to him, eyes full of hurt.

"I didn't mean what I said... I was just upset.. and scared. I can't lose you, Andrea." He said quietly. Andrea didn't say anything, just pulled him up onto the bed beside her. He leaned his face down to hers, and kissed her gently. She snuggled close to him, as he put his arms around her and held her tight.

"I didn't mean to scare you... I just froze up.. I was scared too. All I kept thinking, was how I was never going to get to kiss you again..." Andrea's eyes were teary.

"Don't think about it. You're okay now." Rick said, kissing the side of her face. She pressed her cheek to his lips.

"I love you, Rick." She said, holding onto him as if he might disappear.

"I love you." He replied, holding her right back.

"There's gotta be more than this." Andrea said sleepily.

"What do you mean?" Rick asked, brushing a hand across her cheek.

"I mean, look at this world. There is hardly anybody left alive. Don't you think the walkers will eventually just die out?" Andrea asked.

"No... because the people alive will keep them going." Rick said sadly, remembering that they were all infected. Andrea sighed.

"Sometimes I forget about that." Andrea admitted. "Shouldn't we feel... I don't know, different?"

"I guess it's just like a normal disease. Just because you're a carrier, doesn't mean you show the symptoms." Rick explained.

"Don't you let me come back, Rick Grimes." Andrea demanded suddenly.

"What?" He asked, shock in his voice, as the statement had caught him off guard.

"If I die, or get bitten. Don't you let me turn into one of those...things." Andrea's face was sad, but serious.

"You won't. I won't let you die or get bitten." Rick assured her.

"You can't say that, Rick. You cannot tell me that I will survive to be a hundred because-"

Rick cut her off with a kiss. He kissed her slowly, gently, until she opened her mouth to his. He shivered slightly, the way her tongue slid over his, made him want her. Need her. He pulled her closer, and kissed her faster. He felt her hands on his back. Suddenly, she broke the kiss.

"We both need a shower." She commented.

"Yea, so we do." Rick smiled. The two of them got up and crept quietly down the hall. Both of them nearly jumped out of their skin when Daryl came out of one of the showers, towel around his waist.

"Aw, ya two done kissed an made up?" He snickered playfully. Andrea rolled her eyes, and Rick grinned.

"Yes, Daryl. But not in that order." Andrea teased.

"Kind of in that order." Rick mumbled. Andrea laughed.

"Somethin' wrong with you two. Y'all ain't right." Daryl teased.

"We know this, now if you would please, kind sir, I'd like to take a shower." Andrea teased back.

"Yea, yea. I'm goin', I'm goin'." Daryl grinned at Rick as he walked by. Once he was gone, Rick went over and turned on the water. It was warm, soothing. Andrea and Rick got undressed quickly, and moved under the water.

As much as Rick wanted her, what he wanted more was to just hold her. He grabbed her and pulled her to him. Andrea let her head rest against his chest, and she put her arms around him. Rick had his arms around her, holding her against him. He let his chin rest on the top of her head, and closed his eyes.

Rick never wanted to let her go. Despite the world going to shit, as long as he had his son, and as long as he had Andrea, it couldn't get better than that. Rick felt himself relax against her, knowing she was safe in his arms, away from the outside world. He opened his eyes, and kissed the top of her head.

"Do you think they'll ever be gone?" Andrea asked quietly, as Rick washed her hair.

"The walkers? I don't know..." He replied, letting his hands snake down her neck. She shivered.

"They look, uh... skinnier." Andrea stated.

"Maybe they'll die out eventually." Rick offered, but he didn't didn't sound convinced.

"You sound so... Convinced." Andrea laughed lightly.

"Andrea.." He whsipered in her ear, causing goosebumps to prickle along her skin. She leaned back against him, soapy hair and all, feeling the warmth of his body against hers.