Author's note: Sorry to everyone who read this story that it's been such a looooooong damn time since I've updated. I don't know what happened life just got in the way I guess. Thanks to everyone who encouraged me to update and not give up on this story. You are all awesome. I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Bwy5. Thanks you for all of your recent reviews. After reading them I thought if people are still reading this story despite everything that I think it's wrong with then the least I could do is update. Sometimes you have to stop seeking perfection (nothing is perfect) and just write. So with out further ado happy reading!

20. Farm living is the life for me

"Carl time to get up!" Michonne called from outside of her son's door.

"I am up!" Came his muffled reply.

Michonne rolled her eyes. She knew that was a lie. She would have to come back again because Carl wouldn't get out of bed until she practically dragged him out.

"Mimom!" Judith cried as she toddled down the hallway.

"Good morning Judith."

Judith stretched her arms out to be picked up.

Michonne smiled and picked her daughter up. She never had trouble getting Judith out of bed. She often came into her bedroom climbing into their bed and snuggling with her and Rick until they got up. Today she was beside herself with happiness because her brudder was going to go to play school with her.

Rick was already in the kitchen scrambling eggs and singing to himself. "Oh Bennie she's really keen. She's got electric boobs a mohair suit. You know I read it in a magazine. B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets."

"Electric boobs?" Michonne asked.

Rick jumped startled by the sound of Michonne's voice. "Didn't know anyone was down here." He said with a sheepish grin. "It's not electric boobs?"

Michonne laughed at the sincere look on his face. "Not even close, but you're so cute when you butcher the words to songs."

"Oh, well. Where's Carl?"

"Where do you think?" Michonne asked. She got a mug from the cabinet and poured herself a cup of coffee.

"I'll give him five more minutes then I'm going up there and dragging him out of bed by his bony ankles."

"I heard that." Carl said as he shuffled into the kitchen.

"Good." Rick replied.

"Do I still have to go to daycare, couldn't I just stay here?"

"No!" Michonne said at the same time as Rick.

Carl sighed.

"It won't be that bad." Michonne said to Carl.

He sat next to her at the breakfast table. "Yes it will."

"Well someone here is certainly excited about it, Michonne said and glanced at Judith pointedly, I think you could be too."

"You can have my cookies." Judith offered in an effort to cheer up her brother.

Carl smiled. "No, you keep your cookies, but thanks."

"I'll drop you all off at daycare." Rick said. "When you get back and after you finish your homework I'll take you out driving."

"You guys don't be out too late, we've got a meeting to night." Michonne reminded them.

Rick nodded. He plan on telling everyone their plans on leaving Shetland early. Hopefully everyone would agree to come along. Michonne didn't want to leave any of their friends behind, but the comforts of Shetland were a strong incentive to stay.

Carl pumped his fist in the air. "All right!"

"Remember this isn't for fun. I'm going to need you to take this seriously." Rick told Carl.

"Dad I know. You already said that."

"I'm saying it again so that it sticks." Rick said and tapped his son lightly on the side of the head.

Michonne glanced at the clock on the wall. "Time to clean up." She announced. After everyone helped to clean up the breakfast dishes they headed outside to Rick's patrol car.

Michonne put Judith into her car seat and double checked that she was fastened in the right way.

Carl got in the backseat and sank down.

"What's wrong, don't want anyone to know you're a juvenile delinquent?" Rick asked.

"Ha, ha, ha. I don't want anyone to know you're my dad."

Rick stopped the car outside of the daycare center. "You be a good girl Jude, and Carl don't give your mom any attitude."

Michonne leaned over and gave Rick a kiss. "Be safe out there."

"Always am." He said and waved goodbye.

"You ready?" Michonne asked Carl.

"Yeah, ready to get it over with."

Shetland city daycare was once a sprawling Victorian manor. It had been converted perfectly into a daycare center. The outside was charming as a storybook picture with it's gingerbread trim and quaint animal shaped topiaries. On the front porch were different colored plastic chairs for the students to sit on. Inside there were murals from different fairy tales on the walls. There was a play room, a music/art room. A room with cots for nap time. There was also a small library. Out in the backyard the was a sandbox, and two swing sets and a small slide. There was also three picnic tables so that on nice days the children could eat outside instead of the lunchroom.

Upstairs Michonne had her own office and bathroom. Across from her office was a tiny first aid room. A nurse was on call and made a monthly visit to the daycare center.

Amy arrived only moments after Michonne had unlocked the front door. She helped her to go around the center and flip on all of the lights.

"What do you need me to do?" Carl asked.

"You can help Amy make the sandwiches for lunch." Michonne said. "Keep Judith with you." While the sandwiches were being made Michonne took her usual walk of the inside and outside of the daycare to make sure nothing was amiss. You could never be too safe when young children were involved.

By six o clock the first parents began to arrive. Michonne had more than triple the amount of kids she had in Calbert.

Judith was so excited about having her brother in class with her that she took him by the hand and went up to each one of her classmates and introduced him. "This is my brudder, Carl."

After that Carl became the coolest person in preschool. All of Michonne's students were fascinated by him.

"Would you like to read the story during story time?" Michonne asked him.

"Sure, I'll do it." Carl sat in the reading rocking chair and read the class The Snowy Day.

While Carl read to the students Michonne and Amy when into the kitchen and began making up the trays for lunch.

"He's such a good kid, if I'm having a boy I want him to be just like Carl." Amy said and then touched her stomach.

Michonne whipped her head around. "What!"

Amy's face turned visibly paler making her freckles stand out like stars in the sky.

"You said if you're having a boy, you're not-are you pregnant?"

She stared at Michonne a moment before tears started to slip down her face and she nodded yes.

"How far along are you?" Michonne asked and placed a milk carton on a tray.

"Four months today if my math is right, but I don't know. Michonne I'm so scared."

Michonne hugged her. "Don't worry it's going to be all right."

"You're much calmer than Andrea would have been. She'd yell at me for being so careless."

"She would at first, but then she'd get over it and start on becoming the best auntie ever."

"You'll help me. Please say you'll help me. You're the only family I have left."

"Amy, you're going to have to beat me away with a stick." Michonne said. "Have you told Shawn?"

"I told him yesterday." Amy said and placed a fruit cup on one of the trays.

"How did he take it?"

"He's excited. His family means a lot to him since he has such a big one, in fact he wants to leave here and go back to his dad's farm. He thinks our baby will be safer there."

"What do you think?" Michonne wanted to know.

"I don't know. Shawn's been trying to get a hold of his family but he hasn't been successful. What if they're all dead?"

"I don't know, but I think Shawn would feel better knowing than not knowing. I also think you should do what you feel the most comfortable doing."

Michonne glanced over at Carl. He was almost done reading the book. "Why don't you and Shawn stay over for dinner tonight since were having a meeting this evening." She wasn't going to say anything about her and Rick wanting to leave Shetland early. She wanted Amy's decision to be one she made on her own, and not one she felt she had to make for the sake of her or anyone else.

Amy nodded. "Thanks Michonne. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Michonne blinked back tears. She was so happy for Amy, but it broke her heart that Andrea would never know she was an aunt. Her parents would probably never know that their daughter was pregnant and they were going to be grandparents. She remembered fondly when Amy would come to campus to visit Andrea. She would follow them everywhere talking a mile a minute about what was going on back home. She would beg Andrea to try and get her into a bar, which of course she never did. Now that same young girl was going to be a mother.

In honor of Carl's visit Michonne pulled out the parachute. You could hardly go wrong with the parachute game. Carl was amazingly helpful the whole day. In fact seeing everything that he did made her realize that she needed more help. She would talk to Deanna about it tomorrow.

"So how are you holding up?" Michonne asked Carl after they had put everyone down for their naps.

"Good. It's not as bad as I thought it would be. I forgot how much fun I used to have playing the parachute game."

"I'm pleased to hear you're having a good time; you made your sisters day by being happy to be here."

"When she was a baby I guess I used to pick her up a lot. She got used to it and when I tried to put her down in her crib she would start bawling like crazy. Dad said she sounded like a cat that got it's tail stepped on."

Michonne laughed.

Carl looked down at his feet and was silent for a few moments. "I started picking Jude up when mom was too sad to pick her up herself. Jude would keep crying and dad was at work." He shrugged. "I didn't know what else to do."

"You did the right thing."

"My mom loved Jude. I know she did."

"I know she did too kiddo, and she loved you too." Michonne said and put her arm around her son.

"She acts like mom, but she acts like you too." Carl said.

Michonne just smiled softly and hugged Carl. "You're a good brother Carl."

"I wouldn't mind having a brother."

"What?"

"I just mean if you and dad had a baby I wouldn't be weirded out or anything. I've always wanted a little brother."

"Really? I never knew."

Carl shrugged. "It's no big deal."

Michonne just smiled softly. If she and Rick had a child right now Carl would make an excellent older brother because he already was one. If they did make it to the farm and were able to settle in there then she felt like she could begin to start extending their family. Things weren't going to be stable in the way the used to know for a long time, but they could be stable enough at the farm. She would rather they be somewhere where there weren't so many people and they were under their own control.

"Come on let's go home." She said.

Rick was still working by the time the daycare closed so they took the shuttle home. Sara came over for her tutoring session and Michonne asked Carl to sit in.

"We've been reading Sideways stories from Wayside school." Sara informed Carl. "It's really cool."

Even with the move Sara still seem to have no clue of what was going on around her, or if she did she chose to ignore it.

It wasn't Michonne's place to tell Sara's father, Carlos, how to raise his daughter, but she wished that he'd teach Sara how to keep herself safe even if he didn't tell her what was going on with the outside world. She was capable of a lot more than Carlos knew. Perhaps she could talk to him. There had to be some kind of compromise that he could come to where they could keep Sara safe without putting her through too much more added trauma. She promised herself that she would bring it up to Carlos at some point.

She had Carl read a chapter from the book and then Sara read a chapter.

"I miss going to a real school." Sara said. Her bottom lip stuck out the way that Judith did when she didn't get cookies for dinner. "I don't like being by myself all of the time it's sad."

"Have you told you father?" Michonne asked.

Sara shook her head. "No. He would get upset." She pulled on a length of her hair. "Can we stop now? I don't feel like reading anymore."

"Of course." Michonne said. She would definitely have to talk to Carlos.

After Sara left Carl went into his room to start on the homework the school sent over.

Amy had told Michonne that Shawn liked pork chops so she prepared some for dinner. Judith played on the kitchen floor with her ever present zoo animals. She would have to make sure that she packed them when they left.

"How was daycare?" Rick asked when he got home from work.

"We play 'chute daddy." Judith said. "Carl read a book."

"Carl was the most popular one there." Michonne said.

"Good to know everyone survived. Up for round two tomorrow?" Rick asked Carl.

"Actually these two have their mandatory checkup tomorrow with Dr. Edwin Jenner." Michonne told Rick.

"Why does that name sound so familiar?" Rick asked.

"Probably because you're thinking of Edward Jenner the pioneer of the smallpox vaccine." Michonne informed him.

"Oh, Maybe. If not it'll come to me." Rick said and shrugged. "Well at least they'll be getting one last checkup before we heel toe it out of here. I found a nature park we can use as a meeting up place. It's less than two miles from here."

"That ties almost every thing up but a way out of here." Michonne said.

"I think I may have tied that up. I'll know tomorrow for sure."

"Well I can hardly wait for tomorrow then. It will be good to know one way or another."

Carl came out of his room when he heard the knock at their front door.

"Look to see who it is first." Rick called.

"It's Amy and Shawn." He opened the door for their dinner guest.

"Oh my god it smells so good!" Amy cried. "I'm starving."

"Thanks for having us over." Shawn said. He looked at the table and let out an ecstatic cry. "Pork chops my favorite! Thanks Michonne." He grinned up at her like a little boy who'd been told he was finally getting the dog he always wanted.

"You're welcome."

"Do you need me to help with anything?" Shawn asked.

"No. Just sit down and eat."

"You don't have to tell me twice." Amy said.

"So did Michonne tell you the big news?" Shawn asked Rick.

"No I did not. I figured it wasn't my news to tell."

Shawn looked to Amy and she nodded. Her mouth was too full to speak.

"We're going to be parents."

"Congratulations."

"Thanks. I really want to try and go back to our farm before it gets too hard for Amy to move."

Amy swallowed her mouth full of food."Too hard to move? What do you think I am a piece of furniture?"

"Too uncomfortable I mean. Do you really want to try and escape from here when you're like eight or nine months?"

"Ick, hell no." Amy said and started shoveling food in her mouth again.

"I guess now is a good time to tell you that Michonne and I are planning on leaving this place earlier than we had originally planned."

"Really? Why didn't you say anything to me about it this morning?" Amy asked Michonne.

"I didn't want you pressured into saying yes. I wanted your decision to be your decision."

Amy chewed on her lip for a bit. "Well my decision is I want to leave early too. After what happened to us the last time I just can't trust this place. I feel like the walls are keeping us in instead of keeping us safe."

"I feel the same way." Michonne said.

"I like our house, but I don't like it here. Not after what happened in Shetland." Carl said. "Seems like every time I get used to staying somewhere we just have to up and leave anyway. I'd rather go now before this place starts to feel like home."

Shawn turned in his seat to face Carl. "Wait until we get to our farm. There's plenty of room for everyone. The main house is huge and there's little houses out back my dad and I built for the farmhands who help out in the summer. We've got a creek to go fishing in. Greenhouses, gardens, and livestock. We won't want for anything and you won't miss this place at all."

"Sounds too good to be true." Carl said.

"It's not. You'll see. Just have a little faith."

"I think it sounds like a wonderful place to raise our baby." Amy said. She smiled at Shawn and he squeezed her hand.

"It is. It'll be safe too. We've got generators and an electric fence."

"You're sure your dad will let us stay?" Michonne asked. "Our group isn't exactly small. We'll be a lot of mouths to feed. A lot of different personalities to adjust to."

"If you're traveling with me you'll be welcomed, besides my dad never turns down anyone in need."

'If you're sure." Rick said.

"I'm positively positive."

"Well, O.K. then." Michonne said and everyone laughed.

The emergency preparedness meeting began at six o clock on the dot. Annalise sat in her usual seat taking notes. Michonne didn't know if anyone else could feel the tension in the air between her husband and Shane, but she surely could. The two wouldn't even look at each other and sat on opposite sides of the room. She didn't care if Rick was still angry she refused to let their fight go on for much longer. If Shane died and Rick didn't make up with him it would destroy a part of him and vise versa.

Rick started off the meeting. He held a laser pointer in his hand and stood before a map of a Georgia state park. "I found a place to go if we all get separated. There's a nature park less than two miles from here. All of us ought to be able to walk two miles. They've got a sheltered picnic area right here. He guided the laser to one of the shelters. This is shelter A and if we get separated we can all meet up here. We'll also be all protected in case it rains and if we're lucky we might find a car or two. So even if there's no one at the farm we'll still have a place to stay for awhile."

"So we're just supposed to steal some cars and drive to a farm where we don't even know if we'll be welcomed?" Tyreese asked.

"My dad will welcome all of us." Shawn said. "If I trust you he will too."

"You better be sure. I don't want a buckshot in my ass cuz your dad gets scared when he sees all these black people showing up at his house." Tyreese said.

"I second that." Morgan said. "Sorry Shawn, but I've got my son to think about."

"My dad isn't like that." Shawn said angrily.

"Hurump! You'd better be damn sure he ain't!"

"Babe calm down." Annelise said to Tyreese.

"What about gas though?" Morgan asked. "The more cars we take the more gas we'll need."

"We'll siphon. We'll beg. We'll do whatever it takes." Rick reassured him. "We don't have a choice we can't stay here. Not with the way things are." Rick said.

"If we're gonna move we should do it now." Michonne added. "If we wait we'll get too comfortable and never want to leave. Let's just rip off the band-aid."

"I want to go." Amy said and then turned to look at Shawn. "Even if it's a risk I think we all should go."

"Why don't we vote and make it official." Annalise suggested.

"No matter which way the vote goes we're leaving." Rick said. "I can't force anyone to go along with us, but I just wanted you all to know that no matter the out come we're going."

Amy and Shawn put their hands up first followed by Shane and Carley then Morgan. Annelise put her hand up and lastly Tyreese. Michonne was shocked that everyone had agreed to go. She hoped that Shawn was right and his father would welcome them all because they were taking one hell of a risk. She didn't want to have to live out of a car until they could find somewhere else to go.

"I think I may have found a way out of here." Rick said.

"How?" Morgan asked.

"I don't want to tell anyone until I know for sure, but as soon as I do so will the rest of you. Until then we continue to do what we've been doing. Saving our food. Studying the maps we made and being ready to run at the drop of a dime."

"I don't think I have to tell ya'll, but I'm going to anyway. No one outside of this group is to know about this." Shane said. "That means you kids too. All of ya'll are old enough to no better."

"Man will I be glad when this shit is over." Tyresee said.

"Won't we all." Michonne agreed.

"Aaoooooo! I'm Blooooodfang and I'm going to get you!" Carl cried and chased after Judith who laughed and ran into the kitchen. "I'm gonna get ya!" Judith squealed with mock terror. Carl continued to chase his sister into the kitchen where he proceeded to run straight into the glass patio door and fall backwards on to the kitchen floor. He stood up adjusted the werewolf mask he was wearing and started chasing his sister all over again.

"That's enough you two!" Michonne called from the living room. If it wasn't for the Carl and Judith's mandatory check up later on they a would be at the daycare instead of being home and Michonne wouldn't be two seconds away from losing what little sanity she had left.

"Sorry. Michonne said and handed a glass of fresh squeezed lemonade to Carley. "It's normally not like this, but Carl's isn't in school and he's going stir crazy, and he's taking me with him."

Michonne and Carley had decided to meet up to check up on each other and possibly work out how to get Rick and Shane to talk to one another again. It was just to bad that one of the things that the two men had in common was stubbornness.

Carley laughed. "It's OK."

Carl slouched into the living room with Judith trailing behind him."All of my friends are still at school. I'm bored what am I supposed to do now?" Carl asked. His voice came out muffled through the mask he was wearing.

"First of all take that mask off and put in your room, and then take your sister to the park to play."

"Go get your toys Jude." Carl said.

He must have been really bored. Michonne thought because he didn't even complain about having to take his sister out.

Judith ran to her room to get her zoo animals and Carl went to his room to put his mask away. A few second later the two were back in the living room.

"Bye mom." Carl said as he and his sister left for the park.

"Bye bye mimom."

"Keep an eye on your sister, and be home before your dad gets here."

"Yeah, I know!"

"So how is Shane doing?" Michonne asked.

Carley took a drink of her lemonade before answering."Not good, I know he misses Rick but he's too stubborn to go apologize."

"It's the same thing on my end, and I don't get why Rick is being so stubborn." Michonne said. "He needs to be focusing all of his energy on getting out of here not feuding with his best friend."

"Well Shane has got a mouth on him." Carley admitted. "When he's hurt he's always got to go in for the kill. It's a defense mechanism ya know?"

"Well it wasn't a one sided fight." Michonne said. "Rick isn't totally innocent. He should have never hit Shane."

"There's nothing we can do about that now. The only thing we can focus on is patching things up." Carley said.

"Easier said than done. They're both stubborn as hell. The more I try and talk to Rick about making up with Shane the more he digs in his heels. I guess this is our first test as a married couple."

"Maybe we could lock them in a closet until they hug it out."

"Knowing those two they'd end up slugging it out again. The worst part of all of this is that Carl is caught in the middle."

"I think that is what's hurting Shane the most because he loves Carl like a son. I know he shouldn't have did what he did, but for Rick to think that he'd put Carl in harm's way hurt him deeply. Shane would give his life for Carl, and you know he didn't mean what he said."

"What he said?"

"About Lori. Rick didn't tell you?"

"Not a word."

"Well he kind of blamed Rick for what happened to Lori."

"Oh. Oh no."

Carley grimaced."Sorry."

"No need for you to apologize you didn't say it."

"He didn't mean it, and if he could take it back he would. I'm not excusing Shane either, but when Rick said he couldn't see Carl he just wanted to get back at Rick."

Michonne didn't say anything. No wonder her husband had hit Shane. She wanted to hit Shane, but she could also understand saying something ugly in the heat of the moment that you couldn't take back. Once the words were out the damage was done.

"You're not mad are you?"

"No." Michonne said. "No matter what went down it's sad that their friendship has come to this. Shane is like a brother to Rick."

"Who hurts you more than family?"

"Isn't that the truth. We'll just have to find a way to get them in the same room together. Fighting like this is not a good thing when we're trying to escape."

Carley blew air through her hair. "We'll get them to make up before then come hell or high water."

Michonne smiled. "Shane has met his match in you."

"The crazy thing is that I wasn't even looking for my match. I just wanted to, you know scratch an itch, I didn't expect Shane to be a good guy."

"His bark is much worse than his bite."

"Actually his bite is pretty damn nice."

Michonne chocked on her lemonade.

"Sorry. I have no filter."

Michonne laughed. "Duly noted. You and Shane have that in common."

"I know. I both love it and hate it." She stood up. "I've got to go for now. Thanks for not giving up on Shane."

Michonne hugged Carley. "Like I said we need to stick together now more than ever. It's the only thing that's going to ensure that we all live through this."

Michonne yawned and stretched as she got out of bed. She tossed on her robe slid her feet into her slippers and made her way into the hallway.

"Carl time to get up!" She called from outside of his door.

"I don't feel good." Carl moaned from the other side of his bedroom door.

"What's wrong?"

"I woke up and got sick in my bed. I'm sorry." His voice sounded muffled like he was speaking from under his sheets.

"You don't have to be sorry." Michonne said as she came into Carl's room. She could smell the vomit from the doorway. Having been a preschool teacher before she was used to cleaning up bodily fluids, but she never did get used to the smell.

"Go take a shower and then go lie down in my bed." She directed and began stripping the bed of the soiled sheets. She washed the sheets in the utility sink before throwing them into the washer. Then she washed her hands and went up stairs to check on Judith.

"Mimom I sick."

Two sick children. She sighed this was going to be one hell of a morning. She took Judith from her bed bathed her and then put her in bed next to Carl who was curled up on his side. He had sweated through his clothes. She took his temperature. It came back as 102.6 and Judith was slightly higher.

"I think you two got that bug that's been going around. Either that or that flu shot you two got during your checkup made you sick. Sit tight I need to call Amy and let her know I can't make it into work today." Michonne hated to call off work and leave Amy all by herself last minute, but with two sick children to take care of she didn't have a choice.

"It's OK." Amy said from the other end of the phone. "Deanna is going to send me some help over. Don't worry about a thing, and I hope Carl and Judith feel better soon."

Carl and Judith slept all morning. Michonne took that time to clean the house and wipe down and disinfect everything that she could think of. When she was done she made chicken soup from scratch and took it up to her children for lunch. She propped them up and bed and sat a tray over their laps. She was in the middle of spoon feeding Judith when she heard the front door open.

"Rick is that you?"

"Yeah. I got the message from the dispatcher and decided to come home early to help you out." He called out from down stairs.

"We'll we're up here in our room."

"How are you feeling?"

"Like a biter." Carl moaned.

"Yucky, daddy."

"I'm sorry and I know it won't make you two feel any better but I do come bearing some good news, but I also come bearing some bad news." Rick announced. "Which one do you want first?" Rick asked and sat on the bed next to Michonne.

"Bad news." Michonne and Carl said together.

"I've got a new job assignment and I'll have to be away for two days."

"Oh no, do you have to go?" Michonne asked as she reached over and wiped chicken soup from Judith's mouth.

"Yeah, I'm the low man on the totem pole so I can't get out of it."

"So what's the good news?" Carl asked.

"I'm going to be escorting a food supply truck to and from the city of Ashburn. The route I'll be taking will go directly by Shawn's father's farm, so he's coming with me. We'll check out the farm and if it looks secure enough we're out of here permanently."

"How?" Carl asked with his eyes closed. "I mean how are we going to get out of here? Just walk through the gates?"

"You know that's not going to work." Rick said. "There's another supply run in two weeks and that's when we'll leave."

"What's the plan?" Michonne asked.

"Lt. Carmichael-"

"Who?" Carl asked.

"He was the person who showed me and your mom how to kill biters." Rick told him.

"Oh."

"Lt. Carmichael has friends on the inside and they were able to file a work order to get us and our friends on truck loading detail. After the trucks have been inventoried we'll just drive right out of here, and the army will be the ones giving us an escort."

"So what's in it for Lt. Carmichael, I doubt he's doing any of this out of the goodness of his heart." Michonne said.

"You'd be right. He and his friends wants to come along with us to the farm. Shawn agreed because what else can he do? Gavin is putting his neck on the line for us. Can't tell him no."

"Well you could, but it pretty much defeats the purpose of escaping." Carl rationalized. He'd finished eating his soup and pulled the covers right up under his chin.

"We need to start preparing right away." Michonne said. "We'll only take what we absolutely need."

"We don't talk about this outside of these walls." Rick told Carl.

"I know that. I'm not a little kid. I know how to keep my mouth shut."

"Well then that's it." Rick said. "In two weeks time we'll be leaving all of this behind forever."