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Lily is my OC and the rest belongs to the Walking Dead.
"Wake up!" a male voice shook Lily's ear drums. "Come on. Get up before you get sunburned!"
"What?" she asked rubbing the sleep from her two colored eyes.
"Dad's gathering people to storm the prison yard."
"You really think he's going to choose me, Carl?" she asked pushing herself up to her elbows. "If something happened to me, who would take care of your mother?"
"You were pretty good yesterday. You showed you can take care of us and yourself. He might chose you, you never know."
"Ah, you got a point," she said standing and stretching her arms over her head. After a satisfying yawn, she placed her hand on the boy's head. "It's been a while since we last spoke. How are ya?"
"Worried about mom and the baby and taking the prison. We have so much space right here…"
"Look, your dad is just doing what he thinks is best for everyone. If you see things through his eyes, taking the prison today will give us a roof over our heads. One that could last for a long time."
"You seemed upset at him last night," Carl stated remembering how she spoke to his dad last night when he proposed taking the prison.
"Yeah, I was a little. I'm having to keep an eye on your mom at all times which I am glad to do, but sometimes I'd like to look out for myself and others too. Your dad also has a way of beating around the bush before he gets straight to what he wants to say, so I just saved him some time. I fully agree with his thinking, I just think he could have given us a day to recover and enjoy this much space before hand though. All this make sense?"
There was a pause before he responded. "You think a lot."
She chuckled. "I have to. If I don't my brain will deteriorate."
Looking up, she saw Rick talking to T-Dog and Maggie, most likely recruiting them for the siege upon the prison blocks.
"Would you join him if he asked you to?" Carl asked her.
"What? Of course I would. It keeps you safe doesn't it?"
"Yeah, it does."
"So how long did it take your dad to recruit Daryl?"
Carl laughed. "He didn't ask. Daryl volunteered."
"Good guy. From the looks of it, they are going to enter soon. Let's go get ready to pop 'em through the fence."
The two walked over to the group gathering just outside the gate Rick closed yesterday. Only minutes passed before Glenn, T-Dog, Maggie, Daryl, and Rick opened the gate and ran inside standing in a circle. While they ran trough the yard, the others were left to shake the fence and draw all the walkers they could over to them.
The five made it all the way over to the first door which was yards away only to flatten themselves against the wall. There had to be a herd of walkers over there otherwise they would have kept going. From around the far corner, two more walkers approached, but they were in police gear. There was no way to shoot them through the head.
Chaos followed for a minute before Maggie stabbed them under the helmet. With that new information, the armored walkers fell quickly. Once those walkers were dead, the group of five made their way into one of the buildings.
"Let's go get our stuff, bud," Lily said to Carl. "We're sleepin' in a bed tonight."
They gathered their things and waited until Glenn came out to bring them inside. When they arrived at the cell block, Rick was pushing walkers off the top level down to T-Dog on the bottom.
"What do you think?" Rick asked as the others filed into the room.
"Home sweet home," T smiled.
"At least for the time being."
"It's secure?" Carol asked.
"This cell block is."
"What about the rest of the prison?" Hershel asked.
"In the morning, we'll find the cafeteria and infirmary."
"We sleep in the cells?" Beth asked looking at the cells with a concerned look on her face.
"I found keys on some guards. Daryl has a set too."
Daryl spoke from the level above. "I ain't sleeping in no cage. I'll take the perch."
Lily walked up to give him his things from outside and found herself staring at the bed in one of the cells when Daryl walked up behind her cleaning his arrows.
"What is it?" he asked nudging her. "Somethin' wrong? Bed to uncivil for you?"
She dropped her pack and his to the floor before falling face first onto the prison bed wrapping her arms around the pillow inhaling deeply.
"And how does it smell?" he asked crossing his arms as he leaned against the cell door frame.
"Awful," she spoke into the pillow. "But it feels great." Pulling her face from the pillow she spoke again.
"Just don't breath when you sleep and it'll be heaven."
He scoffed before setting his crossbow on the ground and joining her promptly lying down on his back on top of her.
"It's a bit harder than I woulda expected," he mused squirming around.
"Because you're crushing me," she said struggling for breath. "Get off you big oaf." She clawed at his shoulder trying to drag him off. When he intentionally rolled out of bed and onto the floor both of them broke out into hysterical laughter. They were laughing so hard Lori, Carl, and Carol peeked into the cell to see what was so funny and for reasons unknown they began to laugh too.
In the moment Lily saw Carl laugh, she realized that she hadn't seen him laugh or even smile for that matter since they had been at Hershel's farm. He was a child being forced to grow up too fast and that thought was a sobering one.
"You can sleep here, but I ain't," he said grabbing a pillow from the upper bunk and making his way out to the perch right outside her cell. She spun around to face outside the cell and it only took her a moment before she grabbed her pillow and mattress and walked out to join him on the perch.
"What's this?" he whispered already beginning fall asleep.
"A mattress. Get up."
He rolled over giving her enough space to plop the mattress down before rolling over on top of it giving her just enough room to lay beside him. Sleep came quickly.