AN: I'm soooo Sorrryyyyyy! I'm very sorry but I have had quiet the week. I've been so busy and I'm so sorry about the late as hell update. So I made this chapter long. Good news is I'm on Spring Break and I will be writing shit loads!

The past episodes of Walking Dead! Oh my God! I almost cried at the end of this week's! Kept strong though.

Apologies for shitty grammar!

Chapter 36: Rapture

Revenge. There are many ways to get that. There are also many ways to pay for it. Every human is capable to be cold blooded and evil. Then there are those that choose not to carry that in their hearts. Diana knew a little on revenge, but not enough to be claimed an expert.

Diana was in her cell rubbing her small belly. She would hum whatever tune that got stuck in her head. Daryl was laying down in the bed listening to her, "Are you humming Rapture?" he asked after a while.

"I use to listen to a lot of Blondie," Diana said over her shoulder.

"I like Debbie Harry. What else you listen too?" he asked.

"A lot of older music. Like AC/DC or the Ramones. Me and my brother would listen to Kiss and Motley Crue with like a bunch of other kinds of music not from our generation. The Beatles and Queen were our favorites though."

Daryl smirked, "Nice taste. What about Cheap Trick?"

"Yes! Them too."

"Love that band. Use to have one of their shirts."

"I had a lot of shirts of my favorite bands," Diana smiled to herself thinking of her brother.

"So you're old on the inside, ain't you?" Diana looked back to him, "Daryl, I'm probably the same age as you mentally, if not older."

Daryl let out a huff as Rick came over to the front of the cell, "Daryl, need your help moving the bodies."

He nodded and got up from the bed, "Let me go take a piss and I'll be out," he gave a peck on the cheek to Diana, "See ya later, old lady." Diana smiled and saw him walk passed Rick. The once police officer looked at her for a moment until she spoke up.

"I need to talk to you on something I've wanted to ask you for a while."

"What is it?"

"How did you know?"

"Know what?" Diana shook her head, "Don't play coy with me, Rick. You know what I'm talking about."

"Shane?" his voice had a hint of irritation in it. Diana nodded slowly with her eyes a little big. She didn't know what to expect from him.

"I know what he did and believe me, I wish I knew sooner than when I found out."

"When did you?"

"I noticed how you where always avoiding him like he had a disease. You never really made a lot of eye contact with him. For a while there I thought it was because you found out about him and Lori…"

Diana shrugged, "It was a little of that too," she whispered. Rick nodded, "But it didn't really hit me until after Daryl punched him that day or the day you pulled a gun on him. It started to make sense after that. It's like I saw it all right there and it added to why he was too dangerous to keep around."

Diana's eyes got glossy, but she held it in, "Rick," she slowly started to say, "Thank you," she hesitated, "For killing him. I was so scared he would do it again, but not to me." Rick stared at her in the eye. How do you respond to that? You can't really say "You're Welcome" to that with out sounding like a total lunatic. Diana understood that as well.

"That day when I left the camp, I went back to the farm. I wanted to get back Violet's locket, maybe find a hint of Andrea or visit Dale, but I didn't find her and I didn't visit Dale. I did find Shane."

Rick was fully focused on her when she continued, "I found the corpse you killed. And you know what I did to it?" A tear leaked out, "I chopped him to pieces, Rick. I chopped him up for all the awful stuff he did just like Paul wanted me too," her face was filled with guilt. Rick's face dropped when he heard Paul's name.

"You needed closer, I get that," he said to her after a moment. Rick got closer to her and whispered, "Let's just keep this between us though. Daryl already knows and I'm sure he won't say anything."

Diana wiped away another tear and nodded her head, "Okay," Rick gave her a small smile like he would give to Carl when he was upset. He left out of the cell. Diana wiped off her eyes.

Diana walked out of her cell and downstairs. She saw Sophia sitting next to Carl who was cleaning his gun. She heard prison gates opening and closing a head of her. She saw Lori with crutches and Beth walking in front of her. Diana smiled once she realized what the crutches would be used for.

Everyone walked over to Hershel's cell to see him sit up on his bed. He looked up and saw Lori giving him a gentle smile, "Just take your time." It seemed that he shrugged it off since he was rushing to stand up, "Daddy, don't push yourself," Beth was near him.

"What else am I going to do?" he was up now on one leg and hopped a little to get the crutches under his arms, "Can't stand looking at the bottom of that bunk anymore," he was getting use to the feel of it as the girls were trying to balance him. Hershel moved forward and out of the cell, "You know, I think I'm pretty steady."

Lori's hand was still hovering his shoulder, "It's a good start. Wanna take a rest?"

"Rest? Let's go for a little stroll," he smiled. Everyone walked out the cell with the confident farmer.

When they got to the steps Lori and Beth were telling Hershel to take his time or be careful. Diana smirked at them as they walked down the small stairs. She looked out and saw the court yard was much cleaner now with all the walker bodies gone.

"You cleared all those Walkers out?" Hershel asked, "It's starting to look like a place we could really live in."

"Watch your step. Last thing we need is you falling," Lori told him. Diana looked at the woman's belly and it looked like it's gotten bigger.

"ALL RIGHT HERSHEL!" Glenn yelled all the way from the fence. Diana looked over there and saw Daryl telling him to be quiet. He turned to look at her and she smiled at him. Even from this distance she could feel his icy, blue eyes on her. She lifted up her hand to wave and Diana could see him pick his up slightly.

"You just saw him this morning," Sophia giggled at her. Diana turned her head to look at the girl, "What?"

"It's funny how you act toward him," Sophia tried to hide herself. Diana just smirked, "What can I say, I love him."

Everyone seemed to enjoy the moment at that time. It was peaceful, it was relaxing, it was the first time in a while that they've had this.

"EAHHH!" something gurgled from behind the courtyard group. Diana quickly turned around to see more than eight Walkers coming toward them.

"Walkers!" Carl cried out! Panic filled the air as everyone scattered out and pulled out their guns. Diana took hers and shot at a few of the ones coming near her while Sophia pulled out her gun to use. Sophia managed to hit one. More Walkers were now there than before.

Diana nudged Sophia, "Go with Beth and Hershel! I'm going to get Carl and Lori!" Sophia nodded and ran in their direction. By the time Diana made her way to them and Maggie was there, "Lori!" she called out and the three followed her up the metal stairs to go inside the prison.

The walked fast through what Diana liked to call the, "Living room," but the name changed to the "Dead room," when Walkers invaded. They ran into a different hallway to go and escape to with the Walkers being shut out.

Carl was leading to find another way outside. It was so dark and hot in the cement halls, it smelled of fear in there. Diana was walking next to Maggie as they hurried around a corner. That's when Diana turned back and saw Lori lean against the wall, moaning in pain.

Maggie went to hold her up, "Keep yourself up."

"Something's not right."

"You bit?" Carl asked.

"No, no, no!" Lori turned and squatted on the wall, "I think the baby's coming!" Everyone's eyes got huge at that second.

"Mom?" Hissing and groaning could be heard bouncing off the walls. More Walkers turned a corner coming after the noise that was blaring from the alarm.

Maggie and Diana both went to help carry Lori along out of there, "Go!" When they went back down the way they came they saw a bunch of shadows wobbling. They were trapped. Carl turned down another hall and saw a door, "In here!" they got in just when the Walkers passed them by. Diana looked around and saw it was a boiler room. It reminded her of one of the scary movies she put on for Carl while babysitting. The only difference is that there was no funny burnt faced man in a Christmas sweater to terrify their dreams.

What's scarier is that Lori is going to have a baby any second with no Hershel or Carol to help out and there are dozens of Walkers right outside the door. They went to the corner of the room to hid themselves. Lori was gripping onto a chain trying hard not to yell from the pain she was feeling.

Diana looked at her. The strain was everywhere on Lori. On her hands, in her eyes, in her voice, and she was pretty sure it was deep in her nerve on her brain. It was there. Diana touched her own belly thinking of what she has to look forward to. And it was not pretty like she thought it was.

"What are those alarms?" Lori breathed.

"Don't worry about it," Maggie lead Lori behind some more metal pipes.

"What if it attracts them?" Carl checked the door one more time before following the ladies.

"Lori lets lay you down," Maggie got behind her, "No, baby's coming out."

"We have to get back to our cell block," Carl said to them, "We can have Hershel help-," Maggie cut him off, "No. We can't risk getting caught our there. We need to give birth to this baby here."

Lori started to breath really fast and really heavy, "What is she doing? Can't she breath?" Carl panicked.

"It's fine. Come here. Let's get your pants off," Maggie started to lay down Lori on the floor. Diana was feeling woozy from the tension. She leaned against the wall to keep herself together.

"Are you okay?" Maggie asked Diana.

"Don't worry about me. I'll try to help you out."

Maggie nodded. Once Lori was on the floor she helped take off her pants. Maggie looked up to Carl, "We're gonna need help delivering your brother or sister. You up for it?"

"Yeah," Carl nodded.

"I'm going to examine you, see if you're dilated," she said to Lori.

"Do you know how?" Carl was still standing in his spot.

"Dad told me, but trust me this is my first time," Lori opened her legs for Maggie to look in. Diana turned away for a moment holding her mouth. Her vomit was going to come up soon. She could feel it. It's like every little thing is making her sick.

"You sure you're okay?"

"Don't worry about me, Maggie," Diana took in a breath. Maggie tried to find any sign of dilation, "I can't tell."

"I gotta push," Lori sat up then stood to grip onto the metal handle of the pipes. She was helped by Maggie and Diana. She took in a few deep breaths before she clutched her teeth together letting out a push, "Somebody!" Maggie reached to hold her hand, "I'm okay. I'm okay!"

"Your body knows what you're doing. Let it do all the work," Lori rested for a moment and then started to push again. Maggie bend down and put her hand under Lori, "You're doing great!"

Lori let out some ugly, rough breaths before pushing again. Diana rubbed the straining mother's back and felt her strength go into her mid section.

"Lori stop! Don't push! Don't push! Something's wrong!" Maggie warned.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lori screamed. Diana could feel the horrible scream hit her bones. Maggie took her hand out from under her and there was blood.

That was not a good sign "Oh no," Diana whimpered at the bad omen. The alarms stopped blaring in the prison. Maggie and Diana laid Lori down again on the cold concert floor.

She was so weak. Her eyes were shut as Carl held on to her hand, "Mom, look at me! Keep your eyes open," Lori listened to her son.

"We have to get you back to dad," Maggie grabbed on to her other hand.

"I'm not going to make it," Lori breathed. Diana's eyes started to get watery. This is how her mother looked before she died. On the floor with her child beside her.

"Lori with all this blood, I don't even think you're dilated yet. No amount of pushing is going to help," Maggie went back down to look at her.

"I know what it means," Diana's eyes got wide, "I'm not losing my baby. You've got to cut me open."

Maggie shook her head, "No. I can't."

"You don't have a choice."

Carl got up to leave, "I'll go-."

"No!" all the ladies told Carl. He stopped and turned around. Maggie leaned into Lori, "Look Carol's the one that practiced that. Dad only taught me the steps. Lori if I-"

"Please," she begged.

"I have no anesthesia, no equipment-."

"Carl has a knife," the air was still when those words were spoken. Lori wasn't looking to live through this. She knew this was a death sentence but it didn't matter to her. She wanted her baby to live. And Diana could understand perfectly what that meant.

"You won't survive," Maggie's face turned sorrowful.

"My baby needs to survive," Lori looked up to Diana as she let out a tear, "Please, my baby. For all of us. Please, Maggie, Please!"

Maggie shook her head holding in her tears. Diana looked to her, "Maggie, you have to!"

"No!" Maggie sobbed. Carl was on the floor with them now. He was right next to Lori.

"Please!" Lori begged again. She then lifted her shirt to reveal the old scar from her first birth, "You see my old 'C' section scar?"

"I can't."

"You can. You have to," Lori glanced up to Diana, "Sweetie, I know you'll be a great mom. You helped me raise Carl and he turned out to be the best person I've ever known. I can't thank you enough for that. I'm so sorry about everything! But you are a stronger person for surviving all of that. Nothing's gonna take you down," Diana gave her tearful smile.

Lori looked up to her son and reached to touch him, "Carl? Baby, I don't want you to be scared. Okay? This is what I want," small tears came out of his eyes, "This is right. You take care of your daddy for me, alright? And your little brother or sister, you take care of them."

"I don't want to do this," his voice shook.

"You're gonna be fine. You are gonna beat this world. I know you will. You are smart and you are strong and you are so brave!" Lori said being proud of her son, "And I love you."

"I love you too," Carl sobbed. Diana covered her face from the sad sight. It's like déjà vu to her.

"You gotta do what's right, baby. You promise me you'll always do what's right," Lori started to cry, "It's so easy to do the wrong thing in this world. So if it feels wrong don't do it, alright? If it feels easy don't do it! Don't let the world spoil you," her voice broke. She wiped away Carl's tears, "You're so good. You're my sweet boy. The best thing I ever did. And I love you."

Carl embraced Lori for a hug, "I love you! My sweet, sweet boy, I love you," Diana put her head down and could hear Maggie sobbing as well. Lori let her cry get louder as she knew this was the final time she would hold her boy to her. Her final time talking to her son. Her final time kissing her boy on the cheek.

"Okay now, okay," Carl got up from Lori and his eyes were red. She groaned trying to get ready for the pain to come, "Maggie when this is over you're gonna have to-"

"Shh!" Maggie sobbed trying to shush the woman from asking her to do one of the hardest things ever.

"You have to do it! It can't be Rick!" She took in a few breaths, "Alright, it's alright," Carl pulled out his knife and handed it to Maggie and she took it with a shaky hand. Diana looked over to Lori as she was let out more breaths, "Good night, love."

"I'm sorry," Maggie sliced open the scar.

"EAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lori screamed. The blood seeped out of the wound and she continued to scream. Carl yelled at Maggie, "Stop it! You're killing her!"

Diana's vision got so fuzzy that she didn't realize she fainted. The sound of a cry woke her up from the darkness. The cry of a baby pulled her out. When Diana opened her eyes she saw Lori on the floor lifeless.

"No!" she cried. Diana looked over and saw the baby wrapped in Carl's old hoodie that had the sleeves ripped off. Maggie was holding the baby close to her. It wasn't a walker, it was a beautiful baby girl. Maggie stood, "We have to go."

Diana looked back to Lori, "But Lori said," when she glanced back to the girl she shook her head. Maggie wasn't going to do it. Diana used the wall to help herself up, "We can't just leave her here!" Carl sobbed, "She'll turn."

Maggie adjusted the baby. Carl finally understood, "No."

"Carl," the boy pulled out his gun, "She's my mom," Maggie turned to leave.

"Carl you don't have to do this," Diana reached out. He looked up to her, "My mom, Di. I have to. Go. You don't want to see this."

Diana let out more tears and nodded. She walked up the cold, lonely stairs when she was coming up to Maggie, the awful sound came back to haunt them.

BLAM!

When they turned to go back Carl came with a sad blank face. He was trying to keep himself together. Going down the hallways was like walking in tombs. T-Dog was right. The baby made cooing noises.

Diana wouldn't stop silently crying. There was nothing but sorrow in her heart for Carl. She never wanted him to go through the pain she felt for her departed mother. When she felt warmth on her cheeks, Diana knew it was sunlight. When they were outside, the baby started to make more noises.

Most of the group was in the courtyard when the haunted, traumatized three came out. Rick slowly was walking to them dropping his axe. Him and Maggie locked eyes. From the way her lips were quivering he was slowly starting to get a small hint, but not enough to fully understand. He started looking around for his wife, "Where is she?"

When no one answered he started to walk passed them, "No Rick!" Maggie grabbed on to his arm. Rick dropped his gun and started to sob. When he saw Carl's face he fully knew Lori was dead. He leaned in on his knees, "Ohhh Noooo! Nooooo!" Diana was crying loudly now as she walked to Daryl. He wrapped his arms around her letting her soak up his shoulder.

Everyone's heart became heavy for the Grimes family.

AN: Let me know your thought on this weeks update and episode! I have such a mouthful but I won't say a word.