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Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.
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Rick and Chef exchanged a look with each other. The co-host of Total Drama lowered his smoking shotgun, no longer having a need to use it, at least for now as Chris, DJ, Glenn and Hershel went over to join them, admiring Tony's corpse in disgust in complete silence.
It was broken by Glenn who whispered "Holy shit..." to himself.
"Oh my gosh." DJ muttered to himself, staring at Tony's corpse in disgust.
Rick turned to the asian man and the teenager, "You two all right?"
"Yeah." Glenn said while DJ nodded his head.
The sheriff deputy shifted his attention towards Chris, "Chris?"
Although it took him a moment to reply, Chris nodded his head, "I'm okay."
"Hershel?" Rick asked as he turned to the last person.
The farmer remained silent for a few seconds, before eventually nodding his head, "Let's head back."
He, Glenn, DJ, Chef and Chris turned towards the exit from the farm as Rick knelt down in front of Tony's corpse. He picked up the overweighted man's shotgun and reached into his pockets, finding two shells. He stood up from his knees and followed Hershel, Chris, Chef, and DJ towards the exit as Glenn went to the other side of the counter to pick up Dave's pistol which laid right next to it's owner body from the floor.
"Give it to DJ." Chef said to which Glenn nodded his head. He held the pistol out to DJ who hesitated at first, but ended up taking it from the asian man. They took a few more steps towards the exit before they heard the sound of someone driving his car along the road, right next to the bar.
"Someone is here." Chris remarked.
"Get down." Chef said as he quickly crouched down in front of the blanketed windows, and everyone quickly followed his example. Chef turned to look at Tony's corpse, stating, "They may have brought more with them."
He turned back to the windows as everyone held their breath when they heard that the vehicle was stopping in front of the bar. They heard a man open the doors of a car, saying, "Dave? Tony? They said over here?"
"Yeah." The other man confirmed.
"I'm telling you, man, I heard gunshot." The third man said.
"I saw roamers two streets over. Might be more around here." The second voice stated.
"It's hot." The first voice stated, "We gotta get out of here."
"Dave! Tony!." One of the men cried out.
The other two clearly didn't like what their fellow groupmember did right now. Calling out for someone during the night was clearly was a bad idea. One of them voiced how displeased was he by it., "Shut up, you idiot! You wanna attract 'em? Just stick close. We're gonna find 'em."
They all saw the shadows of three men walking outside wall. Everyone heard their breath, not wanting to make a single noise. They didn't want to attract the attention of these unknown men towards this bar.
Chris took a deep breath when the shadows of these men disappeared, finally able to take a breath since they arrived in this town. He looked over at Chef who made a gesture with his head towards Chris' holster. The host of Total Darma knew what he meant by that. He pulled out his Glock as Chef held his shotgun in ready, not afraid to use it again.
The group was slowly gathering around the tables in the farm house as they were about to have a dinner together. A lot of them were still nervous because it was a few hours since Rick, Chef, Chris and Glenn left to bring Hershel and DJ back to the farm and they still haven't returned.
Andrea took her seat next to T-Dog and Tyler, saying, "They should've been back by now."
"Yeah." Shane agreed, taking his seat, "They just got holed up somewhere."
"When are we going to get them?" Izzy asked.
"It will be the first thing we'll do in the morning." Shane assured her as he turned his attention towards Carl, "Carl, I want you to keep your head up, okay? Your old man, he's the toughest son of a..."
Patricia cut him off, "No cussing in the house."
"Sorry." Shane said in return.
"Lori." Carol called out for Lori, "Dinner."
"She's not in there." Maggie explained.
"Where is she, then?" Gwen asked.
When no one answered to the goth's question, Shane turned to Carl once again, asking him, "This afternoon."
"She was worried about Rick, asked me to look out for Carl when I was with Beth." Bridgette declared.
"She must have must've gone off looking for them." Duncan said, looking like someone dragged him here. It earned everyone's attention."
"What are you talking about?" Dale asked the juvie.
"She went to me a few hours ago, asking me to go to the town to bring Rick, Chef, Chris and the rest back to the farm, but I refused, telling her that there's no sense in going out to look for them." Duncan began, "She ended up calling me selfish and I told her to screw off."
"Did she said anything else?" Shane wanted to know, staring at the juvie.
"She went to talk with Daryl, and I can already tell that her talk with him went as well as with me." Duncan explained. He went to ask Daryl about it, but the younger Dixon didnt' answer to any of his words, but he didn't really need answer from Daryl. It was quite obvious to him, "She must have thought that she ran out of the options and went out on her own."
"Why couldn't she ask me?" Izzy asked, "I would go if she wanted someone to look for them."
Duncan shrugged, "I don't know."
This answer was enough for everyone. They all stood up from their seats and headed out of the house to look for Lori. Dale and Noah exchanged a look with each other, knowing that Lori was pregnant and knowing that her going on her own was a terrible idea.
They all split around the farm. Izzy offered to take the car and go looking for Lori. Shane didn't had any objections. Noah decided to go with her, knowing that there was something he should talk about with Lori. Ezekiel went with them too. They all got themselves into a car and Izzy started up the car, before driving away from the farm, intending to find Lori and bring her back to her group.
Rick peeked his head through the curtains to see that Tony's and Dave's people weren't outside. He went back to his group members. Glenn and DJ were pale as a ghosts.
"They're gone?" Chef asked him.
Rick nodded his head, "For now, but their car is still in here."
"Why won't they leave?" Glenn asked.
"Would you?" Hershel asked
"We can't sit here any longer." Rick stated, "Let's head out the back and make a run to the car."
"I'll cover you if they'll spot." Chef added.
They all nodded their heads and readied themselves to make a run towards their cars, but quickly changed their mind when they heard someone firing their gun outside. They hid behind the wall again and gripped their weapons tightly.
"What happened?" One of the men asked.
"Roamers, I nailed 'em." The other one answered.
"I cleared those buildings." The third man added, before pointing at the bar, "You guys get this one?"
"No." The first man answered.
"Me neither." The second man answered shorty after.
"Really?" The third man complained, beginning to walk towards the barn as the other two followed him, "We're looking for Dave and Tony and no one checks the damn bar?"
Rick pulled out his Python and aimed it at the doors, ready to use it at any moment, and so did Chef and Chris with their weapons, the latter doing it rather nervously. DJ was let out one deep nervous breath after another. He knew he had to do something to stop these men from the entering the bar. He did the first idea that popped into his mind. He slid through the flloor over to the doors and leaned against it. When one of the men tried to open the door, DJ's weight kept it shut.
The unknown man tried to push the door open one more time, before yelling an confused and annoyed, "What?"
"Someone pushed it shut. There's someone in here." The other man stated as DJ closed his eyes. He couldn't remember the last time when he was that nervous and terrified. He had to hide from the walkers before, but it was the first time when he had to that from humans, "Yo, if someone's in there,we don't want no trouble. We're just looking for our friends."
"What do we do?" One of them whispered to his group members.
"Bum rush the door?" The man that DJ stopped from opening the door asked.
"No,we don't know how many are there. Just relax." The last man said to his group, before speaking up to the people in the bar, "We don't want any trouble. We're just looking for our friends. If something happened, tell us. This place is crawling with corpses. If you can help us not get killed, I'd appreciate it.
"You're bugging." Someone from his group told him, "I'm telling you nobody's in there."
Ignoring what his friend just said to him, the man said, "Someone guard the door. If they're in there, they might know where Dave and Tony are."
Rick heard one of them departing and exhaled deeply, before declaring to the men, "They drew on us!"
Hershel sighed and put his hand over his mouth, Glenn looked up at the ceiling, hisf ace becoming even paller, DJ looked at Rick, not believing what he just did, Chris simply shook his head at what sheriff deputy just did and Chef held his shotgun more ready than before, knowing that the gunfight between them was just a matter of time now.
"Dave and Tony in there?" The unknown man asked, "They alive?"
Rick bit his lips, bracing himself for the answer that he was going to receive from them, "No."
The man quickly realized what he meant by that, "They killed Dave and Tony."
"Come on, man." His friend said, "Let's go."
"No, I'm not leaving, I'm not telling Jane." The man said in response, "I'm not gonna go back and tell them that Dave and Tony got shot by some assholes in a bar."
"Your friends drew on us! They gave us no choice!" Rick explained, "I'm sure we've all lost enough people, done things we wish we didn't have to,but It's like that now. You know that! So let's just chalk this up to what it was-wrong place, wrong..."
He didn't had a chance to finish as one of the men fired his gun, breaking the glass in the window into pieces. DJ flinched as some of the pieces of the glass landed on his head and shoulders as Rick stood up and fired back at the men, seeing no other option right now.
"Get outta of here!" Chef shouted, coming over to the window. He fired a single round from his shotgun at his opponents, "Now!"
He didn't had to say more. Hershel, DJ, Glenn and Chris all jumped into their feet and ran across the bar to hide away from the gunfire. Chris hid under the table, aiming his Glock at one of the windows, DJ made his way over to the counter and hopped over it to hide there, Glenn crouched down behind the table and Hershel hid somewhere in the corner.
Rick and Chef provided them some cover fire, firing their weapons a few more times at the unknown men, before they crouched down as well as their opponents forced them to stay down. The men continued to fire at the bar, cups, glasses and bottles shattering into pieces. Several seconds later, they stopped firing at them and Rick's group was met with complete silence. DJ's and Glenn's heavy breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the bar.
The sheriff deputy let out another deep breath, before declaring to the unknown men, "Hey! We all know this is not gonna end well! There's nothing in it for any of us! You guys just back off, no one else gets hurt!"
His words went without an answer. Rick turned away from the doors and looked at nodded his head. The asian man knew what he meant by that. He stood up and headed towards the back of the bar as Rick turned his attention towards Chris and send him a nod. Chris quickly left his cover behind the table and followed Glenn, gripping his Glock tightly.
The host of Total Drama catched up to Glenn and the two exchanged a look as they approached the door in the back. Chris held his Glock out in ready and nodded his head at Glenn who slowly opened the door. They slowly came inside the room which appeared to be a storage room or something like that, the steps underneath them creaking loudly as they walked down.
They slowly made their way through the storage room, eyeing it carefully, feeling how sweat spilled down their faces. They stopped when their eyes caught the sight of the double doors and worst of all, the handle was being twisted at this exact moment. They could easily spot the figure of a man on the other side through the glass window. To stop him from entering the bar, Chris quickly aimed his weapon the glass window and fired, shattering it into pieces, making the man step away from the doors.
"Guys!" Rick called out to them.
"Is everything alright?" Chef shouted shorty after.
"W-We're all right." Glenn stuttered out in response, "We're all right."
It was a while since Izzy, Noah and Ezekiel left the farm. The orange haired girl stopped the car when something caught her attention. It was a car that was flipped over to the other side. Someone clearly crashed here. Noah and Ezekiel readied their pistols as Izzy readied her shotgun just in case if there were any walkers around. They shared a quick look with each other before getting out of their vehicle.
Izzy aimed her shotgun at the crashed car, calling out, "Lori?"
She didn't receive an answer. She kept approaching it with Noah and Ezekiel. There was one body laying on the road. She kicked it, just in case if this walker was still alive. It wasn't. They circled around the car and saw one more body of a walker, it's lower half sticking out through the hole in the front window. The orange haired girl nodded her head at Ezekiel who slowly approached it and touched it, finding out that this one was dead too.
Noah looked inside the car and saw that Lori wasn't there, "She's not here."
"She must have head back to the farm, eh." Ezekiel stated.
Izzy turned back to look at their car, "Let's go."
Noah and Ezekiel nodded their heads and all three of them headed back to their vehicle.
Rick made a hand gesture towards DJ to come over to him. DJ nodded his head in understanding and quickly crawled over to the sheriff deputy, Hershel and Chef who were hiding in the corner.
When the teenager got himself back on his feet, Rick looked around his group and said, "I and Chef will hold 'em here. You two go and help Chris in covering Glenn. See if you can make it to your car. Tell him to pull up back. We'll run for it, get the hell out of here."
Hershel and DJ shared a look with each other, the former saying, "You want us to cover Glenn?"
"You missed all that gun training." Chef said, referring to Hershel. DJ wasn't the best when it came to shooting, but the co-host wasn't worried him, "It could've come in handy now."
"Nah, I can shoot." Hershel assured him, taking a quick look at his pistol, "I just don't like to."
DJ sighed, wanting to get away from these unknown men as fast as possible, "Let's just get this over with."
He and Hershel made their way back to the storage room where Chris and Glenn had their guns aimed at the double doors. They heard someone entering the storage, making them turn around to see Hershel and DJ approaching them.
"Rick wants you to try for the car." Hershel said to Glenn, stopping in front of him and Chris with DJ.
Glenn titled his head, nervously, "Try?"
"You'll try and succeed." Hershel told him.
"Don't worry, Glenn,." DJ added, sending the asian man an assuring look, "All three of us will cover you."
Glenn let out a bittersweet chuckle, shaking his head, "That's a great plan."
The host of Total Drama walked over to the double doors and slowly opened them. He turned to look at Glenn who slowly stepped outside, gripping his shotgun tightly as Chris, DJ and Hershel walked behind him, hoping that this wouldn't end with them having to provide cover for the asian man. It unfortunely didn't end the way they wanted to. They turned heard shooting and saw one of the men sprinting towards them, firing his pistol every moment as he did so.
Chris' hands were shaking as he quickly aimed his Glock at the unknown man who continued to fire at Glenn who hid behind the dumpster. Chris knew that something had to be done. He steadied his aim and fired. The bullet hit the man in the head. A perfect bullseye.
His lifeless body collapsed on ground as Chris just watched in shock at what he had just done. He had done many things in his life that many people would consider questionable, and the contestants almost died a few times during the challenges but he never actually killed anyone before. He actually just took someone's life. He knew that he did what had to be done to protect Glenn, but still, he couldn't believe that he actually killed someone. His hands were shaking more than before as his eyes couldn't leave the lifeless body ahead of him.
Chef and Rick who must have heard the gunshots ran over to them, the latter asking, "What's going on?" .
"He fired. He must've hit Glenn." Hershel explained, pointing at the corpse of a man.
"He's behind the dumpster." DJ added, "Doesn't look like he's moving."
Rick went over to check on Glenn as Chef noticed that something was wrong with Chris and asked, "Pretty boy?"
"He had to kill this man to protect Glenn." Hershel explained, looking at Chris with a hint of worry in his eyes.
Chef's eyes snapped open at this information. He turned to Chris, intending to say something to his fellow host because he knew through what he was going through right now, but never had a chance, because another shots rang out. DJ, Hershel and Chris all hid behind Chef who took a quick peek through the opened doors and saw one of the bandits on top of one of the buildings.
They stopped when someone, probably the last one of the bandits drove the car through the streets, stopping in front of the building from which his friend just fired at Rick, Chef, Chris, DJ, Glenn and Hershel, yelling, "Let's get out of here! Roamers all over the place! Hurry up! We gotta get out of here!"
The man nodded his head. The third member of their group was already dead, so there was no need of having to wait for him. He jumped off the roof, but seemed to trip right before the taking the jump. He collapsed somewhere between the buildings, letting out a loud scream of pain at the impact, sounding a dinner bell for every walker in this area.
"Help me!" His cries could be heard across the entire town by now, "Help me!"
"I've gotta go." The last man cried out, before driving away, "I've gotta go. I'm sorry!"
"No, don't leave!" The man that just left behind cried out to him, but his cries went without an answer his his friends drove away, leaving him behind, "Help me! No! No!"
Chef heard Rick whisper something to Glenn before pushing himself into run. The asian man stood up and turned around to look at Chef, Hershel, DJ and Chris, "Guys."
They heard a few growls behind them. They turned in the direction of these growls and saw a few walkes heading towards them, but they didn't had to waste their ammo on them because they undead already feasted on the man that was killed by Chris. They walked over to Glenn and started making their way towards their vehicles, ready to leave this town at any moment.
"The gunfire must've attracted the walkers." Hershel stated, moving towards the red truck.
"Where's Rick?" DJ asked.
Glenn pointed in the direction of the alley in front of them, "He ran across."
"We can't go without him." Chef stated, running in the direction that just Glenn pointed at.
DJ, Chris, Hershel and Glenn followed him and a few seconds later all five of them saw Rick inspecting the man, who happened to a kid that just became not that long ago, maybe a year or two years ago that just fell from the roof. They all cringed when they saw that happened to him. His leg was impaled through the spike of a barred fence. He screamed in pain as Rick tried to find a way how to free him.
"We have to go now!" Chef told Rick.
"No!" The kid shouted, crying.
Hershel took a good look at the kid and shook his head. He patted his leg, saying, "I'm sorry, son. We have to go."
"No no, don't leave me please." The kid pleaded them to not leave him behind to the walkers.
"We can't." Rick told his group.
"He was just shooting at us!" Glenn pointed out.
"He's a kid." Rick pointed out in return, turning to look at DJ, "Just like DJ!"
Hershel took a closer look at the wound, "The fence went clean through. There's no way we can get the leg off in one piece."
He gently touched the leg, but even this made the kid scream in pain. Chef aimed his shotgun at him to shush him, "Shut up or I will shoot you!"
"That may be the answer." Hershel said, "We're not gonna get that leg off without tearing the muscle to shreds. He certainly can't run. He may bleed out. Maybe we should put him down. I don't wanna see any more killing,but this is cruel."
"Can't we cut his leg off?" DJ asked, already cringing at the imagines going through his head.
Rick exchanged a look with Hershel and Chef before asking, "That hatchet still in the car?"
The kid's eyes snapped open after hearing this. He sat up on the dumpster, "Please, not my leg."
Rick sighed when Glenn shook his head and Chef pulled out a knife, asking "How about this?"
"I'll have to sever the ligaments below the kneecap, cut above the tibia. He's going to lose his lower leg." Hershel said, beginning to take off his shirt as the kid continued to beg them to not cut off his leg, "When we get clear of here,we're gonna have to find some tinder,cauterize the wound so he doesn't bleed out."
"All right, no choice. Hurry up." Rick said to Hershel. He moved to the other side of the fence with Chef to hold this kid down as Hershel quickly wrapped the farmer's shirt around his leg, preparing everything. Glenn, DJ, and Chris walked out from the alley and saw walkers, a lot of them approaching them.
"Guys!" DJ shouted, firing his pistol at one walker, hitting it in the chest. His second shot managed to take out the undead, "We have a problem!"
"Hurry up!" Glenn added as he fired his shotgun, getting rid of one walker, "Walkers are here!"
Rick placed his hand over this kid's mouth to stop him from screaming in pain before he heard some growling coming down the alley. He and Chef turned in the direction of these growls and saw that walkers were approaching them from this side too.
"Walkers!" The sheriff deputy declared as he removed his hand from the kid's mouth. He pulled out his Python and killed two walkers heading towards him and his group.
"I'm out of ammo!" DJ declared from the other side of the fence, backing away from the approaching walkers, leaving Glenn and Chris alone to take care of them.
"Hershel." Rick said, approaching the farmer and DJ as Chef remained in the alley and fired his shotgun at the approaching walkers, "How we doing over here?"
"I need more hands!" Hershel answered, pressing the knife against the kid's leg, making him scream even louder.
"We gotta go!" Glenn shouted, turning away from the walkers along with Chris. They walked back to Rick, Hershel, DJ and the kid, "I'm almost out of ammo!"
"I can't hold them off!" Chef said, approaching them as well, "And I'm going to ran out of the ammo soon! We need to get out of here now!"
"You need to do it now!" Rick told Hershel.
Hershel shook his head, "There's no time!"
This answer was enough for Rick. He knew what had to be done if they wanted to save this kid from becoming a nice meal for the walkers. He grabbed the kid's leg with both of his hands and jerked it forward to the sky as fast as he could, removing it from the spike. The kid's agonizing scream was the loudest thing that Rick and his group have heard in a long time.
Izzy, Noah and Ezekiel continued their search for Lori and they couldn't find anything that would lead them to her since they saw the car wreck. They were about to head back to the farm to inform everyone that they couldn't find Lori until they saw someone walking along the road ahead of them.
They instantly knew who it was. Izzy stopped the car and all of them got out of the vehicle with Ezekiel and Noah followed her example. They approached the person and it turned out to be the one they were looking for.
"There you are." Izzy said, as Lori turned to look at them, "We've been looking for you."
"You're all right?" Ezekiel asked.
Lori nodded her head, obviously lying, "I'm fine."
"Don't lie to us. We know it's not true." Noah told her, "We saw the car wreck and I doubt that anyone would simply walk it off."
"What happened out there?" Izzy wanted to know.
"Looked down at the map and hit a walker." Lori explained.
"Let's take you back to the farm." Izzy said, "Everyone is worried about you."
"No." Lori shook her head, "We gotta find Rick."
"He's back." Ezekiel quickly lied to convice Lori to go with them, "They're all back."
"Really?" Lori asked, shitfting her attention between Izzy and Ezekiel.
Izzy nodded his head, confirming Ezekiel's lie, "They are."
The orange haired teenager moved to Lori, intending to take her to the car, but Noah stopped her, "Give us a moment. I need to talk with Lori about something."
"About what, eh?" Ezekiel asked, looking confused by what Noah just said. Izzy was confused too.
"You will find out sooner or later." Noah answered, "Now get in the car while I'll talk with her."
Izzy and Ezekiel exchanged a look with each other before moving towards the car. Noah watched them enter the car and made sure that they weren't going to hear what he was going to talk about with Lori.
"What were you thinking?" He asked Lori.
"I wanted to find Rick." Lori answered, knowing the reason why Noah was angry at her, "I didn't think it would end this way."
Noah crossed his arms, "Of course because going out while being pregnant on a mission is a good idea."
"I didn't had who to ask to come." Lori tried to explain her actions, "I asked Duncan and Daryl and they refused."
"You couldn't ask, Izzy?" Noah asked, pointing at Izzy who sat in the driver seat, "She said it herself that she would go if you asked her!"
"I-I didn't think about asking her." Lori answered, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry is not going to make any change if you'll continue to do stuff like this." Noah said, "The last thing our group needs right now is another dead kid. Seeing Sophia as a walker was bad enough for everyone, including me."
Lori hung her head low, repeating herself, "I'm sorry."
Noah sighed, shaking her head, "Just don't pull off stunts like this anymore and we'll be fine. Oh, and the first thing we'll do after arriving at the farm will be telling everyone about your pregnancy. Everyone is going to find out anyway, so there is no point in hiding it."
Noah, Izzy, Lori and Ezekiel just made their way back to the farm. They got out of the car and everyone quickly gathered around their car and could feel everyone relieved looks after seeing that they found Lori.
Shane quickly spotted the state that Lori was in and turned to look at the teenagers, wanting to know what happened to her, "What happened to her?"
"She had an accident." Izzy explained, "We found her walking down the road."
"She was lucky that there weren't any walkers around, eh." Ezekiel added.
"They are not back?" Lori asked, looking around the group to see that her husband hasn't returned, "Where are they?"
"We had to find a way how to bring you here." Noah answered, "And the answer was quite obvious to all of us how to do it."
Lori gritted her teeth and walked over to Izzy, Noah and Ezekiel, glaring at them, "You bastards."
"We did what anyone else would do." Noah asked, "Besides, we are the bastards here? You're the one who went out while being pregnant by yourself."
His words made everyone in the group stare at Lori in shock, except for Shane and Dale who already knew. Their minds tried to process what Noah just said.
The silence that formed among the group was broken by Carl who approached his mom, staring at his mom in shock, "You're having a baby? Why didn't you tell me?"
His mom didn't reply to his question. Bridgette came over to Lori, having just processed this information and said, "We'll talk about this later. Now let's just make sure you're all right."
Everyone made their way back to the farm house. They made sure that Lori didn't receive any serious wounds from the car accident. After making sure of that, Dale, Andrea, Harold, Leshawna, Bridgette, Gwen, Cody, Owen, Sierra, Tyler, Heather, Alejandro, Courtney, Izzy, Noah and Ezekiel gathered around her to have a talk with her about the recent revelation as Maggie headed back to check on her sister.
Lori looked around the group and then focused her attention on her son,, 'I am so sorry that I left without telling you."
"It's okay. I wasn't scared." Carl gave his mom an assuring nod, "When's dad getting back?"
"Let's hope soon." Lori answered.
"I wanna be there when you tell him about the baby." Carl said.
"Oh, love,he already knows." Lori explained, "We were just trying to find the right time to tell you."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Carl asked.
"Well, we won't know that until it's born." Lori stated.
"Will I be able to feel it?" Carl asked another question, placing his hand on his mothers stomach.
"Not for a while." Lori shook her head, "You must have a lot of questions,huh? We never had the talk. I guess we forgot."
Carl looked over his mother shoulder at Harold who happened to be standing right behind his moms back. The nerdy teenager shook his head with a smile, "Don't look at me like that, Carl. This is something parents should deal with."
"If the baby's a girl,can we name her Sophia?" Carl asked.
"Hey, dude." His mom didn't had a chance to reply as Shane walked into the room, "Hey, I'm sorry,bud. Okay? I thought you know."
Carl tipped his hat, "Big brother Carl. Pretty cool, huh?"
"I say that's very cool." Shane laughed, "You guys mind if I talk with Lori for a second?"
"Maybe we should let her have some rest?" Sierra asked.
Gwen nodded her head in agreement, "She is going to need it, Shane."
Shane walked over to the couch that Lori and Carl were sitting on and placed his hands on it, "Lori, how about you just hear me out, please? It's okay."
Lori placed her hand on Carl's shoulder, "Give me a minute."
Carl nodded his head, making Shane give him a grateful pat on his back. He stood up from the couch as everyone else slowly left the room, leaving Lori and Shane alone.
Bridgette was about to leave the house and head to the camp along with the rest of the group, but she changed her mind. She told everyone that she'll join them in the camp in a minutes and made her way to the room where Maggie and Patricia were currently checking on Beth.
"How is she doing?" She asked.
"Dehydrated. I'll set up an IV." Patricia explained, "Best I can do without Hershel."
Bridgette nodded her head in understanding, "Is there anything else I can do?"
"No." Maggie shook her head, "You already did enough by looking after her."
"At least I finally had a chance to use my medical training." Bridgette's explained as Maggie and Patricia looked suprised by it, "It just a basic one, but it's still better than nothing, right?"
"I had no idea that you have medical training." Maggie said, approaching the surfer.
"I didn't really had a chance to use it for a while. Our group doesn't get hurt that often. I might have had a chance to use it when Daryl and Duncan returned wounded from their search for Sophia but your dad has already taken caren of it." Bridgette explained, "But when I saw what happened to Beth I thought I can finally use it as a form of thank you for letting us stay on this farm."
Chris who hasn't said a word since he had to kill one of the people that attacked them to protect Glenn stared through the window in the passenger seat at the fields. Chef who sat in the driver knew that something was wrong with Chris because anyone would be like that after killing someone for the first time. Chris was acting exactly the same how he did when he had to kill someone for the first time during his military service.
"I know that it was hard for you, Chris." Chef said as Chris turned to look at him. DJ who sat in the back remained silent and decided to let them talk.
Chris shook his head. The view of this man's lifeless body with a hole between his eyes falling to on the ground was in his mind since they left that town,"I just can't believe that I actually killed someone today, Chef."
If Chef wasn't driving, he'd place a hand on Chris' shoulder to comfort his fellow host, "I know that killing this man wasn't the most humanly way out of this situation, but I want you to know that I'm proud of because you did good out there. There was a man threatening to kill Glenn and you didn't hesitate to protect him. Who knows what would have happen to Glenn if you didn't fire in time."
Chris just nodded his head in understanding to Chef's words as his fellow host continued, "This what exactly what a man that cares for other people would do if there was a person put in danger by bad people. Not the sadistic man you had to play on the camera for the ratings and views."
Chef saw his fellow host give him another nod of his head as he turned his attention to DJ, "I'm proud of you too, DJ."
"What do you mean, Chef?" DJ raised his brow in confusion, "I left without a word and left you all worried."
"Exactly." Chef said, "But I'm proud of you because of what you did back in the town. You helped us to convice Hershel to return with us to the farm."
"His family needs him." DJ said, "I want him to spend every moment he can with his family, because I didn't even had a chance to say a proper goodbye to my Momma because she was already dead when we found her. I will say my goodbye to her when we'll return to the farm, but she won't be able to hear to anything I will say to her."
Chef let DJ finish before continuing, "And don't even get me started on what you did when these bandits were going to enter the bar. You instantly glued your back to the doors and made sure that they weren't going to enter it, even after they started shooting."
"I didn't think when I did that." DJ said, "And I was terrified when I did this, but I couldn't let them enter the bar and see the bodies of Dave and Tony."
"That may be true, but you didn't hesitate to risk your life when it come to helping us." Chef said, "And for that, as I already said, I'm proud of you."
Shane threw a bag into the back of the car, preparing everything to go looking for Rick, Chef, Chris, Hershel, DJ and Glenn. Tyler's baseball bat rested on his shoulder as he waited in front of the RV for Andrea to come out. The two of them volunteered to come with him. He heard someone coming out of the RV and saw Andrea.
"Ready?" He asked.
Andrea nodded her head, "Yeah."
They started heading towards Shane, but stopped when Dale approached them and said, "Are you sure you wanna risk it? You might not make it back."
"We'll be fine." Andrea assured him.
"And with Shane at the helm,I wouldn't be too sure." Dale stated, "He's lost people before."
"And he's had my and Andrea's back." Tyler said in return, "What are you trying to say by this, Dale?"
"He doesn't want Rick back, or Hershel." Dale told them, "With them gone, he's got everything he wants and no one to tell him otherwise."
Tyler sighed, "Dale, I think we already went over with this yesterday. Shane has done more to keep this group alive than anybody, including Rick. At least he didn't made us sleep with a walker filled with walkers in our backyard."
Dale shook his head at the teenager, "Tyler, you can't possibly believe that."
"I do." Tyler said. "I will do what it takes to prevent everyone from sharing the same fate as Lindsay and Shane does exactly what has to be done in this area. He knows what has to be done to keep all of us alive. Everything I did with him yesterday, I'd do it all again."
"I believe in that too." Andrea added.
They walked away from Dale and approached Shane, not long before they spotted two cars driving towards the farm. The cars drove through the gate and drove towards the farm house as everyone started to gather around it. Rick, Chef, Chris, DJ, Glenn and Hershel all got out from the cars.
"Dad!" Carl smiled and ran over to his dad to hug him.
"DJ!" Bridgette said as she ran over to him and gave him a quick hug as the contestants gathered around him, relieved that he returned.
"What were you thinking, sugar?" Leshawna asked.
"We were all worried about you." Cody added.
"I'm sorry, guys." DJ said, "know that I should have tell you about me going out to the town with Hershel, even if it was a last minute decision."
Right after Hershel got out of the car, his daughter ran past him and shared a hug with Glenn. He made his way back to his house, saying to Patricia, "Patricia, prepare the shed for surgery."
Lori shared a hug with her husband, "Are you hurt?"
"No." Rick said, noticing some bruises on Lori, "But what happened to you?"
"I was in a car accident." Lori answered.
Rick's eyes widened in suprise, "Accident? How?"
"I went looking for you." Lori explained.
"Snuck out on her own." Shane said as Lori and Rick turned to him, "Izzy, Noah and Zeke brought her back."
"Are you crazy?" Rick asked her, "You could've..."
Alejandro pointed at the kid that Rick and the rest brought from the town, "Who is that?"
"His name is Randall." Chris answered as everyone turned their attention towards Randall and saw him sitting in the back of one of the vehicles.
Everyone was gathered in the farm house to talk about the person that Rick, Chef, Chris, Hershel, DJ, and Glenn brought with them to the farm. The group had some questions that needed to be answered. They told them everything what happened in the town, especially about how they were attacked by a group of people there.
"We couldn't just leave him behind." Rick explained, "He would've bled out, if he lived that long."
"It's gotten bad in town." Glenn added.
"There were a lot of walkers after our gunfight with these men." Chef said, his eyes were on Duncan. He had to tell the juvie about what he found out about Timothy, "We barely escaped."
"What do we do with him?" Courtney asked.
"I repaired his calf muscle as best I can,but he'll probably have nerve damage." Hershel said, entering the room, "Won't be on his feet for at least a week."
"Isn't that the same as leaving him for the walkers?" Bridgette asked.
"He'll have a fighting chance." Rick answered.
"Just gonna let him go?" Shane asked, "He knows where we are."
"He was blindfolded the whole way here." Rick pointed out, "He's not a threat."
"Not a threat. How many of them were there?" Shane asked another question, "You killed three of their men,you took one of them hostage, but they just ain't gonna come looking?"
"They left him for dead, Shane." Chef explained, "They most likely think that he's dead."
"We should still post a guard." T-Dog spoke up.
Tyler nodded his head in agreement, "I agree with T-Dog."
"He's out cold right now, will be for hours." Hershel explained.
"You know what? I'm gonna go get him some flowers and candy." Shane scoffed, beginning to walk towards the exit, "Look at this,folks-we back in fantasyland."
"You know,we haven't even dealt with what you did at my barn yet." Hershel said, making Shane stop and look at him, "Let me make this perfectly clear, once and for all. This is my farm. Now I wanted you gone. Rick talked me out of it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. So do us both a favor and keep your mouth shut."
The meeting ended and everything went off to do their own thing. Duncan exited the house and took his seat on the porch. There was something that Chef wanted to talk with him about in private. The juvie had no idea what was the thing that Chef wanted to talk with him about.
He heard Chef's voice say to him, "You came."
Duncan turned to the voice as Chef stopped next to him, "What was the thing that you wanted to talk with me about?"
"It's about Randall." Chef revelead.
Duncan raised his brow, "What about him? Everything that had to be said about that guy was said during the meeting."
"Not everything. I think that he is from the same group as Timothy." Chef explained.
The juvie's eyes widened at the mention of Timothy and that Chef, Chris, Rick, DJ, Hershel and Glenn may have brought someone from his group to the farm. He asked, "What are you talking about?"
"These guys from the bar, Dave and Tony asked us if we saw their friends that they haven't seen in days." Chef began, "They told us his name and it was Timothy."
"How do you know that?" Duncan wanted to be sure, "It could have been another Timothy."
"I asked them how he looked like." Chef said, "And the description they gave me matched Timothy. I'm telling you about this because I felt that you needed to know."
Duncan gave Chef a slow nod of his head in response, already planning to have a little private talk with this Randall about Timothy.
DJ made his way over to his Momma's grave, holding a small bouquet of flowers that he put together after picking up some small flowers he found in the field. He sat down on the ground right next to his Momma's grave and placed the bouquet on top of it.
"Hey, mom." He greeted her, knowing that she couldn't hear him right now, but he didn't care. He wanted to share his last words with her, "It's been a while since we talked. I remember that it was right about our bus crashed in that abyss. I would never except that this would be my last time when I would see you alive..."
He paused for a moment saw looked up at the sky. He let out a deep exhale and looked back down at his Momma's grave,
"Listen. I know that you can't hear me." He placed his hand on the grave and continued, "I just want you to know that I love you with all my heart and I always will love you. You took care of me and raised me by yourself. You taught me how to cook and it was one of the many things that you taught me. I wouldn't be the person that I am now if it wasn't for you. I just wish that I was able to tell you right now how grateful I am for everything that you did for me."
He paused for second time, feeling tears forming in his eyes. He let out a deep breath and removed his hand from the grave,
"You don't have to worry about me. I'm here with my friends from Total Drama and I made some place on my way to this farm. They are here that are here for me and I promise to you that I'll survive for as long as I can, and who knows, perharps one day we'll see each other again."
He stood up from the ground, now crying, sending his Momma's grave one last sad smile, "Goodbye mom."
Tyler and Andrea exited the farm house together and walked together through the farm, trying to find Shane. They increased their speed when they saw him walking in the distance.
They approached him, the blond haired woman asking, "Want us to take watch?"
Shane sighed, "Yeah. In a few hours. I'm gonna take the graveyard."
"And then what? We just send him on his merry way?" Tyler asked.
Rick scoffed, "According to Rick and Hershel?"
"And what will happen if he finds his people and leads them here?" Tyler asked another question, "Nothing good will come out of it."
"It may start war between our groups." Andrea stated.
Shane nodded his head, "You know you're preaching to the choir, guys."
"You ever consider a lighter touch?" Andrea asked him, "Abandoning the search for Sophia, taking out the walkers in the barn, those were all the right calls. It's your presentation that leaves something to be desired."
"Dale send you?" Shane asked them.
Tyler shook his head, "No, but he did try to talk us out of hanging around you."
"And what did you say to him?" Shane wanted to know.
"You don't need to ask me, Shane. You know that I have your back." Tyler told him, "You know how to keep this group safe."
Shane laughed, "I'll always be the odd man out. The same with both of you."
"I'm okay with it." Tyler said.
"Same here." Andrea added.
"Are you?" Shane wanted to know, "The way I see it, both of you and me, we're treated the same way. Andrea, everyone's always trying to take the gun out of your hand, and you Tyler, they just keep talking about how worried they are about you, when you're the smartest one of them because you already what kind of a world we live in while these folks want to play house. They wanna pretend that Rick and Hershel. They know what they're doing lemme tell you something, they bound to get us all killed."
"Then we have to stop that." Andrea said to which Tyler nodded his head in agreement.
Shane shook his head, "They don't listen. They're gonna give this kid a care package. They're gonna send him on his way. And you right,that's gonna bring on a war or something worse, and we're gonna sit here and wait for it. But you two and me, we're the only ones who see it coming. I should've left with you two when I had the chance."
Rick and Lori were in their tent. The sheriff deputy grunted in pain as he was now trying to take his shirt off. Lori who was behind him saw that and reached out to him, helping her husband in taking his shirt off.
He threw his shirt on the ground, sat down on the bed and laughed, "We're like a couple of old people."
Lori turned back to look at her husband, "We need to talk about Shane."
Rick sighed, "What's he done now?"
"He thinks the baby's his." Lori explained, "No matter what, it's yours."
Rick sighed once again, "He'll accept that."
"You're gonna have to make him. He won't listen to me. He's delusional and he's dangerous." Lori stated as she sat down on the chair, taking her socks off, "You saw what he did at the barn. He's threatened Dale and Hershel. He's scaring people and he's scaring me. And I think he killed Otis. I think he left him behind and I think-I think he did it not just to save Carl but because he loves me..."
"But you don't know that." Rick stated.
"...And he thinks that we're supposed to be together no matter what." Lori finished what she was saying.
"Those gunmen left that kid behind today." Rick began as Lori stood up from the chair and sat down next to him on the bed, "I killed someone myself because of you, Carl and the baby. It was gonna be me and not them no matter what."
"You killed the living to protect what's yours?" Lori wanted to know.
Rick nodded his head in confirmation, "That's right."
"Shane thinks I'm his." Lori said as she hugged her husband from behind, whispering to him, "He thinks the baby's his. And he says you can't protect us, that you're gonna get us killed. He's dangerous, Rick, and he won't stop."
Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.