Chapter 18: Revelation
LPOV
~Weeks ago~
"Kat seems to be good with her brother," Shane said as we looked at them. Amy and Andrea were fixing up their tent a little and Kat was playing a game of cards with Carl. Cuddling him and kissing him playfully whenever he would win.
"She's always been good with him," I tell him as I looked at them, Shane stood behind me and watched the two laugh and have fun together. Bringing a smile to my face as I hung laundry up to dry.
"Yeah...I suppose she is," Shane said as he looked to them he looked at me curiously and then back to the kids. A chuckle escaping from his lips as they both fell to the floor, Carl on her lap and Kat's back to the floor, holding him in her arms.
"I can't help but feel surprised from time to time," I say after I giggle at the sight of them two having fun. Looking at Kat and wondering where the days had gone. She's always been my little girl and it was hard seeing her grow up to be such a remarkable woman.
"Lemme guess...she's...strong? Beautiful? Like her mom?" Shane guessed as he came up behind me when no one was looking, he nibbled on my ear and would kiss along my neck and cheek. Wrapping his arms around me from behind.
"Yes but...like her mom she is clever and unlike her mom she is selfless," I answered him and held my hands over his arms, their tightness were warm and comforting. Giggling at his words and gestures.
"She's a tough one she is. She'll make it in this world. I can see it," Shane said as he looked over at them. Stopping from putting up the laundry, I looked to them and all I could see was the joy on their faces.
"I sure hope so. She needs to be...for Carl," I say as I looked at Kat. Carl lived off of Kat. She was like the glue to his side and they were almost never appart. Only for when they peed and slept. Kat was good for him. A good sister, friend and protector. She needed to be there for him. She has to be.
Present day...KPOV
"Rick and Shane ain't back?" Daryl asked as we made our way towards the others who were all in the livingroom, stepping in I realized that neither men were home. Oh fuck...I knew I had a bad feeling about this!
"No," mom answered quickly, worried as she got to her feet and walked to stand by my side. She pulled me into a hug and kissed my cheek softly.
"We heard a shot," I tell her and she just pulled away to look at me. Her hazel eyes almost wide and her expression was stern. Strong.
"Maybe they found Randall," she tried to reason. As though that was the reason for the gunshot. She said so once. For a walker or even Randall they wouldn't risk the noise for it.
"We found him mom," I tell her which made her eyes widen, her hands resting on my arms and she looked to me stunned. She knows how hard it is for me to talk and think about Randall but...I've handled it.
"Is he back in the shed?" Patricia asked as though that was the case. That it was the way we handled things. She wishes. He's d.e.a.d. Dead.
"He's a walker," Daryl informed everyone which made me look at him from the corner of my eyes. {Makes the buzzer noise} Wrong!
"Was a walker," I tell them which made mom gape at me. Stepping away a little from me before she pulled me into another hug. What is with all the hugs? He's dead...I didn't feel guilty about it. Not one second. Fucker deserved that type of death. A walker one. That way...no reasons to keep him alive when he's a dead threat.
"Did you find the walker that bit him?" Hershel asked as everyone stood, listening into the conversation that we were all having. Everyone's eyes wide and some of them were stunned by this information. Some relaxed after a few moments.
"No, the weird thing is he wasn't bit," I tell them and looked to Daryl. He was looking at everyone sternly. Like...a leader. His eyes drifting to look at each and every face in the room.
"His neck was broke," Daryl told them. Everyone looked at us confused and some of them didn't know how to process this information.
"So he fought back," Patricia said as though it was clear. Wrong. Daryl's the expert. He's the one who told me about what really happened and...it's more than believable.
"The thing is, Shane and Randall's tracks were right on top of each other...and Shane ain't no tracker, so he didn't come up behind him. They were together," Daryl explained, everyone looking at us confused and mom looked to him worried.
"Would you please get back out there, find Rick and Shane and find out what on earth is going on?" mom asked of him as she walked to him. Her facial expressions showing signs of worry and eager to know what was going on. To get some sort of clarity.
"You got it," Daryl said as he tapped mom's side. Is...wait...he's listened to me since I last told him off about this? From when mom went out in search of dad and Hershel. When mom got in the car accident.
"Thank you," she said kindly to him. He walked out and I pressed a soft kiss to her cheek as to un nerve her. Following after Daryl and freezing in my tracks. Oh...my...God...that is a lot of walkers.
RPOV
"You bit too?" Carl asked me as we decided to head back to the house. My shirt was still slightly wet from the blood of Shane's. Fuck...did it really have to come to that? To...killing my best friend?
"No," I tell him, reassuring him that I was all right. As all right as I'll ever be. Fuck...what do I tell Lori? Did Kat make it back to the house? Fuck...we need to get back there.
"Shane was," Carl said as though he knew the facts. No Carl...he wasn't. He was stabbed and turned because...we're all infected. Just like Jenner told me while the CDC was set to explode.
"That wasn't Shane. You know that," I remind him. Walkers aren't the people we used to be. Jenner said that...when you wake up...the 'you' part doesn't come back. Sadly...Shane wasn't there to begin with. Shane became a man I no longer knew.
"Used to be. What happened? You guys attacked? I mean, I-I heard a gunshot, but I didn't see any walkers nearby. How did Shane die?" Carl asked me as he stopped, following his lead I stopped too and looked at him.
Suddenly, the sounds of distant growling and moaning came closer towards us. Worried I looked towards it and saw the biggest herd since the walker herd that scared Sophia out into the woods. "Oh my God! Go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go," I ordered Carl as I pulled him to run away from the walkers and towards the house.
"We we gotta get to the house, tell the others," Carl said as we slowed down to look out the house. The walkers were getting closer and it was almost impossible to reach the house. Fuck!
"We'll never get through that. Can't go around. Carl, stay close. Go!" I instructed as we kept moving, keeping away from walkers and dodging them whenever they would try and grab at us...
KPOV
"Patricia, kill the lights," Hershel said as we all went outside and saw the herd coming closer to us. Fuck...how are we going to survive this? Fuck. That's way too many. Even with all the ammo in the world.
"I'll get the guns," Andrea said just as I thought of guns. Seems like someone can read my mind. Still...I'll be surprised if we can all survive this. Not that I don't have hope that we will. We just need to be clever about this.
"Maybe they're just passing, like the herd on the highway. Should we just go inside?" Glenn asked as he stood beside me and Daryl. The two of us looking to the distance, shaking my head Daryl kept a tight grip on his crossbow.
"Not unless there's a tunnel downstairs I don't know about. A herd that size would rip the house down," Daryl admitted. He's not lying. If they could bread down the wooden fences that covered us...I don't want to know what they would do when they discovered we were in the house.
"Carl's gone," mom said in her panick filled voice. My eyes widened as we all looked to her. How could mom just...lose Carl?! What the fuck?! Where is he?!
"What?!" I asked her stunned by this new found information. Daryl shuffled a little as he looked between me and mom. Mom gripped at her hair, frustrated and rubbed at her face.
"He-he was upstairs. I can't find him anymore," she answered as she wiped her possibly sweaty palms against her jacket and pants. Her voice shook at the thought of losing Carl. Taking a hard swallow I tried to think of options.
"Maybe he's hiding," I suggest, hopefull that he was just playing hide and go seek. Please let it just be him playing the wrong game at the wrong time. Please.
"He's supposed to be upstairs. I'm not leaving without my boy!" mom shouted as she looked to all of us. She looked like a wreck. Like she was close to having a panick attack. I need to go out there and look for them then...while she looks inside. I want to be there for her...
"We're not. We're gonna look again. We're gonna find him," Carol said as she took moms hands, taking her inside they decided to search for my brother together. Let's just hope he's hiding and in a really good place.
"Maggie," Glenn said stunned as Maggie pulled out guns and handed them out to all of us. He was probably stunned at this new change to her attitude towards walkers. They are threats. Especially in this amount of head counts. Too many to be exact.
"You grow up country, you pick up a thing or two," Maggie tells him and this was when I decided to look inside the house for something. Finding what I wanted, I took it out front and grasped it, pulling at the ends, I checked how strong it was. Strong enough to hold. Maggie then passed me a shotgun and some shells.
"We have guns. We have cars," Hershel said as he cocked his gun and looked towards Daryl who probably asked him a question in return got this answer. Who fucking knows anymore. All I know is this is a huge issue.
"Kill as many as we can, and we'll use the cars to lead the rest of them off the farm," I agree as Andrea passed me a few shells for my gun. Taking them, I shoved them in my pocket and got ready to go.
"Are you serious?" Daryl asked as he looked between me and Hershel. As though we had probably smoked the same joint or something. It's as good a plan as any. He can't say it isn't.
"This is my farm. I'll die here," Hershel said which stunned me a little. Fair enough. If we can help it though...he won't die.
"All right. It's as good a night as any," Daryl said as he hopped over the fence and got onto his motorcycle. Hershel walked over to stand beside the steps, shooting at walkers that got too close or were too far away.
"All right. What I need you to do is...I'll pass you the ends of the rope and you tie it. Tight enough so that I don't slip. Got it?" I tell Andrea and T-Dog as I hopped into the back of Daryl's truck and sat on the roof. Laying the rope onto my legs, I let the sides dangle on either side of the window.
"You really got a thing for ropes don't you?" T-Dog asked me, reminding me of the time in the well. Seems to me I do have a thing for rope but...this is as good a plan as any!
"Just tie it! Tighter!" I demanded when I felt them making a knot and stayed put. Checking to see if it was tight enough, I hit the window between my legs and they began to drive, Shotgun in hand I cocked it and got ready for the fight. "This better fucking hold..." I mumbled looking down at the rope holding me down to the roof.
RPOV
Locking us in the barn, I rushed to grab something that would hold the door close and then searched for anything. Finding some gas, we began to pour it everywhere on the floor and on the sides. "All right, here we go. Come on. Hurry. Oh shit. All right. Okay. Up there. Hurry," I said as I felt the pressure build and close in around us. Walkers at every corner.
"Well, what about you?" Carl asked as he looked to me, stopping at the end of the ladders to look at me worried. We'll be fine. I know it. We need to have that faith. The faith that Kat clings onto. We'll be all right.
"I'll be right there. Drop the lighter when I say. We'll stop some of them from reaching the house and distract the others, so at least we'll have a chance. Hey-hey-hey, look at me. You can do this. Carl I love you. All right, go-go-go," I tell him as I clutched him and handed the lighter, looking directly into his eyes as I spoke.
"Hey! Hey! You want some?! Come and get it! Come on! Come on! Come on! Over here! Come on, over here. Come on, over here! Carl, now!" I shouted over the moans, opening the door and letting the walkers follow. Heading half way up the ladders, I called to Carl and he dropped the lighter. Climbing up, I stood beside him and saw the walkers burn as they tried to reach up at us.
KPOV
"Keep it steady!" I shouted as they swerved around a little too much, Andrea shooting with her pistol and I kept aiming and shooting with my shotgun. "I didn't ever imagine me doing something like this...ever," I grumbled to myself as I looked down at the rope holding me down. It was doing a good enough job but...would it last long enough?
LPOV
"I can't find him anywhere," I declared as I rushed down the stairs. Carl was no where to be found. He wasn't in his room, he wasn't upstairs and he wasn't with me. Which is where he needed to be.
"So maybe he snuck outside," Carol suggested as we met together in the hallway. Panick shook my body. Kat was outside there with the walkers and so was Carl. Kat atleast was with the others...Carl...God knows where he was.
"What do I do?!" I shouted as I cupped my face, trying not to cry and held back my fear of him possibly being eaten. God...please don't let my baby boy be walker meat. Please.
"He was here. He must've run off, maybe looking for Rick or went after Randall himself," Carol tried to reassure me, trying to think of rational situations that Carl could have been in. God...where is he?!
"Maybe he set the fire," Patricia said which made my heart drop and pound at the same time. A sickening feeling telling me that he was the one to start the fire, rushing to the window I looked outside and saw walkers head to the barn. Kat sat atop Daryl's truck and Carl nowhere to be seen.
RPOV
"Hey! Here! Get in here! Put it right there! Come on!" I screamed at Jimmy who was in the RV, he parked beside the rooftop and I stepped onto it. Taking Carl's hand I led him to the roof of the RV and climbed down the ladder at the end of the RV. Shooting down walkers and helping Carl down from the ladder. "Oh no!" I said as I saw blood splatter the window at the front of the RV.
Jimmy's...being eaten by walkers...fuck. "Carl, now! This way!" I shouted as I lead him in a path that would lead us back to the house, being as quick as we could and never letting him out of my sight. No way is Carl dying tonight.
KPOV
"They're all over the place. There's no corralling them. We're gonna run out of ammo before we even make a dent!" Andrea spoke as we began to shoot as many walkers as we could. Seemed as though with every shot we took, twenty more appeared.
"We need a new game plan!" I shouted down at them, reminding them that I was still with them and that what Andrea was saying was true. There's too many of them. There's no way our ammo will suffice the amount of walkers in this herd.
RPOV
"There. Head for the woods now, as fast as you can. Come on. Come on!" I shouted to Carl as we headed towards the woods, finding a different route to get to the house. To safety. Dodging walkers and trying to keep as fast but as silent as we could.
LPOV
"I checked the shed. I can't find him anywhere," I said as I walked out and heard all the shotguns firing and handguns popping. My heart pounding and my mouth dry from the fear of losing my children.
"Not in the cellar or the attic," Carol informed me as she reached me. Her eyes watching me as I felt frustrated with the fact I had no idea where my son was. Please let him be with Rick and safe.
"Why can't he listen for once?" I asked myself more than to Carl who was out there somewhere. Looking around, I saw Kat was still as safe as she could be in the situation we were all in and Carl was still out of eye sight. "Ok okay, if he followed his daddy, he went that way," I said pointing to the direction of the woods.
"No, you'll lead 'em right to him. We can't stay here!" Carol tried to make me see sense and honestly...it was working. If Carl is there and if he is safe with Rick...he'll come to me...won't he?
"That's my boy!" I cried as I gripped onto Carol's arms. Her hands holding onto me tightly. I can't leave him or Kat behind. I need them. Where is he? Please...let my children be fine.
"You're gonna have to trust. If we find him, he's gonna need his mother. We've gotta go!" Carol told me which made me look between the fields, searching for any signs of my loved ones and then back to her. Panting as I thought over my choices.
"Get the others," I tell her, pushing her gently to go inside and I went to look over the front porch. "Carl!" I shouted, hopeful that he would hear and come to my voice. Raising my gun I shot down as many walkers as I could.
"Beth, Patricia, come on. We've gotta go now. Lori," I heard Carol gather around the girls, grabbing things and rushing out to look at me. Carol was holding onto the bag of guns and the three women looked at me worried.
"Hershel. Hershel. Hershel!" I shouted out grasping onto the pillar. "Hershel, it's time to go!" I shouted again trying to get his attention. He kept shooting and never stopped, not even to look back and see us call for him.
"Come on! Now!" Carol demanded as she looked to me, looking at them I saw the fear in there eyes and the wanting of them leaving the area. Of leaving the farm and to get away from all the walkers.
"Hershel! Hershel!" I shouted out again, but Hershel just ignored me. Too focused on killing walkers and not focusing on escaping. If it weren't for these women...I wouldn't try and wait for Carl or be calling out for Hershel so desperately.
"We gotta go. We gotta get out of here," Carol ordered as she passed me the bag of guns, holding tightly to my gun and following Carol down the porch steps. Beth and Patricia held hands as we ran to escape this chaos.
"We gotta go. Stay behind me. Stay behind me. Come on, girls. Come on," I shouted to the girls, shooting one or two walkers as they stayed behind me. Getting closer to the car, Carol ran off in another direction, I then heard the sounds of screaming behind me.
"No! No! Dad," Beth cried as she held onto the dying Patricia. Walkers grabbed Patricia from ever piece of revealed skin. Ripping her appart and Beth wouldn't let go. Pulling her out of Patricia's grasp, I dragged her towards the car that was parked. Andrea jumped out to let us in and Kat was still strapped to the top.
"Get in!" Andrea shouted as she shot at the walkers, I shot at a few more and looked up at Kat who had her shotgun in hand and kept the walkers away from me. She looked so...strong and mature. Rick would be proud.
"Dad!" Beth cried but I shoved her inside the car, T-Dog holding onto her and keeping her inside, looking around I couldn't find Carol. Fear shook me at the thought of Carol being lost or eaten by walkers like Patricia was right now.
KPOV
"Get Carol! She ran that way," mom shouted to Andrea but I quickly grabbed my knife and sliced at the rope as quickly as I could and was set free. Getting to my feet, I jumped over the side of the truck and patted mom's back. Mom dropped the bag of guns by Andrea's feet.
"I'll go," I tell her as I grabbed my machete and gun. She looked at me with wide and horrorfied eyes. Like she didn't want me getting in that danger. Silly mom. I'll be fine. Where's the faith in me?
"Kat?!" she called to me but I shoved her in the car. Luckily no walkers were grabbing at me, Andrea was too busy shooting down as many as she could. At least she's a good shot.
"Don't worry. Get in!" I tell her and she looked at me shocked. They stayed there in the car. Mom's face pressed against the window to try and look at me. Shutting the door, I tapped the door and ran towards where mom directed me, where I would find Carol.
Finding her she was holding a stick up as though that would defend her. She was sobbing and getting cornered. Grabbing my machete, I sliced walkers that were in my way and stabbed the one that was going for Carol. "Look out!" she shouted, quickly I turned and saw a walker coming closer. Shooting it, it fell on top of me like a tonne of bricks and made me drop my machete.
LPOV
"They got her!" Beth shouted as she looked to the distance, where Kat was but was soon covered by a walker above her. A gasp and sudden shock filled my body. No.
"No! My baby girl! No! Let me go! Please...no..." I sobbed Beth clutching me to her as we left Kat to be eaten by the walkers. My heart tore to a thousand pieces with every inch we drove away from her. No...my baby girl...no.
"We gotta go! Dog, come on!" Beth shouted as Beth clutched onto my head, placing it on her chest as I sobbed out for my baby girl. My first born...my...Katherine.
KPOV
The walker that was atop me was heavy and hard to move, I then saw another walker try to grab at me. He fell on top of the dead walker that laid above me, reaching for my gun, I aimed and shot it before it could grab me. Straining, I was panting and looking for a way out of this. A third walker joined the stack and I couldn't find the right angle to shoot it.
Shoving my gun in the first one's mouth, I shot through the head of it three times to be sure the walker was dead. Pulling out my knife, I pushed them all off me and got to my feet. Panting and trying to wipe the blood off my face. I was about to grab my machete but a walker came up behind me and caused me to run off towards another direction.
RPOV
"Come on! Come on! Come on!" Hershel screamed as he shot at the walkers with his shotgun, never turning to look back or to check for the limited ammo we had. There was a walker getting closer to him as he walked backwards. Keeping Carl close, I shot the walker down and Hershel turned to look at me.
"Where's Lori and Kat? Did you see Lori or Kat?" I asked him, curious as to where everyone had disappeared to. Please let them be safe. Fuck...if they aren't then...what do we do?
"I don't know what happened, Rick. They just keep coming. It's like a plague. They're everywhere," Hershel said not answering my question. It made me feel like screaming. I didn't care about the amount of walkers crawling towards us. I wanted to know where my family was.
"Lori! Kat! Did you see them?" I asked him again, my voice more demanding and we looked towards all the other walkers that were making their way towards us. Hershel shooting at them and never quitting.
"No!" he told me as he stopped to answer me. Looking around, I realized this was a lost cause. That we needed to find safety or a place where we knew others would be.
"We have to go. Find mom, Kat and the others," I tell Carl as I shot down some walkers, Hershel stopped to look at me and I pulled him by his collar towards his car.
"It's my farm!" he shouted at me as he tried to convince me he wanted to stay. Like a captain aboard his ship. He wants to go down with it.
"Not anymore! Come on!" I shouted at him as I pulled him towards the car and Carl got in without question.
"Come on! Come on! Come on!" Hershel shouted as he tried to look at the walkers. To shoot at them but I just shot a few of them and got into the car. Hershel followed quickly.
"Hershel! Come on!" I shouted as he entered, sitting down and turning the engine on. Looking back, I checked to see if Hershel was in and he was.
"Go!" he shouted at me which made me step on the gas, speeding us away from the farm as he glanced back at it. Carl sat there sad, unhappy and pondering in his thoughts. Placing my hand on his shoulder, I tried to comfort him and squeezed it lightly.
DPOV
"Come on, I ain't got all day!" I shout at Carol after I heard her crying and fumbling steps towards me. So helpless...she's always crying about something and...why hasn't she got a gun?
"Let's go!" she shouted to me as she gripped me tightly, looking back I saw walkers get closer to us and sped off. Carol gripping onto me tightly and crying to herself. Eventually the crying stopped and I followed the tracks that were possibly left by Glenn.
RPOV
"Wait, where's mom and Kat? You said they'd be here. W-we gotta go back for them," Carl said after we parked up by the supplies we had left for Sophia when we had the herd come towards us. Looking around, I saw that we were the first ones here and that there were no walkers about.
"Carl-" I go to say as I turned to look at him. He was filled with worry and determination. Like he wanted nothing more than to have the two women in his life back here with us.
"No. Why are we running? What are you doing? It's-it is mom and Kat. We need to get them and not be safe a mile away," he argued to me, the blood that covered us were all dry now and I could see the anger in Carl's eyes as he spoke.
"Shh. You need to be quiet, all right? Please," I begged of him, hoping that he would stop and not cause any attention from walkers to be drawn to us. Walkers could kill us if we're not careful.
"Please...it's mom and Kat," Carl pleaded as though he mocked me. It's our family. The ones we love...it doesn't surprise me. He doesn't want us to leave them behind. It's my wife...my daughter.
"Look, Carl, listen-" I went to say to him, crouching down a little and looking in his eyes. My hand rested on his shoulder and he would look down at me with a look of anger and sadness.
"No!" he shouted at me as he walked away. Shrugging my hand from his shoulder as he walked away sad and angered. He wants mom and Kat here. So do I but...we don't know where they are or if they are alive.
"Rick. You've got to get your boy to safety. I'll wait here for my girls and the others. I know a few places. We'll meet up at one of them later," Hershel said, stopping me from going up to Carl and talking to him.
"Where? Where is safe? We're not splitting up," I tell him, reminding him that we can't be sure if there is ever a safe place wherever he leads us to and if there aren't walkers where he says.
"Please, keep your boy safe. I'll hide in one of the cars. If a walker gets me, so be it. I've lost my farm. I've lost my wife and maybe my daughters," Hershel said sadly, as though he didn't have a reason worth living anymore.
"You don't know that. They'll be here," I growled at him as I looked to the distance, waiting for anyone to show up and praying that it would be Kat and Lori to show up. As well as the others.
"And you don't know that," Hershel threw back at me. What does anyone know anymore? I don't know where my wife is...or my daughter. I don't know if anyone else survived but...I have to hope that they did.
"You're a man of God. Have some faith," I growled, knowing that Kat would of prefered for me to say that. She always keeps hope alive. Even in her darkest moments. She's so strong and...I barely even notice it sometimes. I don't know how she keeps hope alive in times like these.
"I can't profess to understand God's plan, but Christ promised the resurrection of the dead. I just thought he had something a little different in mind," Hershel said as he questioned faith, questioned what the bible said and how prophesies worked.
"We stick together," I informed him as I walked off to go and talk to Carl. I just hope he listens to me. Like Kat told me she would of always listened to me. Kat she...she knows how to keep Carl calm and happy.
LPOV
"Hey, we gotta turn around," I tell T-Dog as he kept driving away from the highway. I couldn't cry anymore. My face was stained with the tears I had weapt for Kat but...now I needed to find Carl and Rick.
"Straight back to that herd? Um, no," T-Dog said as he kept driving and shook his head. I needed to stay strong and thinking of herds...made me want to cry for Kat again. Especially at when the herd had gotten to Sophia and destroyed my poor baby girl.
"The highway's back there. That's where they'll be. Rick will go back to where we first broke down and Glenn too," I inform him, reminding him of the highway we had stayed at. Where his arm was bleeding and almost infected if it wasn't for the help of the Greene family and supposedly Dary and Merle.
"We're headed east, get to the coast. We should've done that from the jump. Look, we've got a shot to get out of here in one piece," T-Dog said which made me wince a little. Not Kat...she's...probably torn to shreads. My poor baby girl...Jim was right. I should have kept my eye on her.
"I gotta find Carl. He may have escaped with somebody," I tell him. Trying to keep my hopes up that Carl at least survived. He has to of survived. I need to find him. Kat would want me to find him and I need to find my baby boy.
"I hate to say it, but they're on their own. There's no way to even begin to start looking," T-Dog said, trying to make me doubt that my boy had survived and making me look at him wide eyed.
"You're wrong," I growled at him. I need to get to Carl. To Rick and Shane. They would protect Carl with their lives. Which...I couldn't do with Kat. God...I'm a terrible mother.
"Look, we can't go back. I'm sorry. It's suicide," T-Dog said. I am way past the line of suicide. I may have felt it when Kat was being eaten but now...I need to get to my child. To Carl.
"All right, then let me out," I ordered of him and opened the door enough to scare small Beth who was in my arms crying over Patricia. This made T-Dog look at me stunned and for my leg to slightly slip out of the car.
"Hey! Whoa!" T-Dog shouted as he saw the door opened and my leg sliding out from the seat. He stepped hard on the breaks, making us skid to a stop and he looked at us shocked. Wide eyed and as though we had completely lost it.
"Then turn around, or you let us out right now," I growled at him, standing my ground and wanting nothing more than to get back to Carl. I need to protect him. Better than how I protected Kat.
"I should do it, you know. Okay?" T-Dog said exhasperated that I even performed this stunt. He looked at me angered and stunned that I would have done such a thing.
"T-Dog," Beth tried to convince him softly. Her head lifting from my chest and looked up at T-Dog. She's agreeing with me. She knows that the others will all be there or...she's trying to help me since I have lost my daughter.
"You're out of your damn minds," T-Dog growled at us before I shut the door and he drove us towards the highway. To where we left the supplies for Sophia. Back to Carl and the others.
RPOV
"Okay. Come come come come," I tell them as we all hid behind a car and kept hidden until the walker was away from us. Walking as far away from us and using the car to hide us from its sight.
"I don't know how much longer we can stay here," Hershel said when we knew the walker was gone from ear shot but kept his voice to a whisper. In case it heard us and decided to return to us.
"I-I'm not leaving without mom and Kat," Carl said up to me. He was determined to not go anywhere until our women were back. Until Lori and Kat were back with us. Safe and sound.
"So we're just gonna walk away? Not knowing if my wife and daughter, your girls are still out there? How do we live with that?" I questioned Hershel, hopeful that he would see the truth in what I spoke. That there is no point to keep surviving without the ones we love.
"You've only got one concern now. Just one...keeping him alive. Nature may be throwing us a curveball, but that law is still true," Hershel told me which made me think about Carl and his safety. We had been dodging walkers for hours and this wasn't safe.
"Carl. It's not safe here. I'm sorry. We'll-" I went to say, to plead my case and to make him see that we needed to get out of here. That was until I heard the sounds of cars and a motorcycle drive up to us.
Daryl on Merle's motorcycle and with Carol on the back seat of it. The car Shane had fixed up...Daryl's truck and...that was it. "Oh thank God!" Lori said as she ran over to Carl and hugged him. Tears ran down her tear stained face which made me wonder. Greeting Daryl and then heading towards my family to see Carl hugging Lori. Kissing her cheek and holding our son in our arms.
"Where'd you find everyone?" I said as I stood up and looked at Daryl. Glenn was here...Beth, Maggie...T-Dog and...there was no Andrea, Patricia or...Kat. Where's Kat? Did they find the RV and possibly take it?
"Well, those guys' tail lights zigzagging all over the road figured he had to be Asian, driving like that," Daryl teased as he looked to Glenn and made me look over my shoulder to see Glenn walk towards us.
"Good one," Glenn laughed as he shook his head with a smile. He held onto the shotgun and looked around. Is he looking for Kat like me? For Andrea and Patricia? Are they on their way with the RV? Did they somehow take it from the walkers that killed Jimmy?
"Where's the rest of us?" Daryl asked as he probably took note that there weren't a lot of us left. Daryl's voice seemed a little sad and when I looked at him he was watching me. Is he worried about the others like I am?
"We're the only ones who made it so far," I inform them as I looked around the group. Hopeful that Kat, Andrea and Patricia would make it towards us. That they would roll up in the RV and climb out with smiles on their faces.
"Shane?" Lori asked me worried and this made me look at her, shaking my head and clenching my jaw. Why is she more worried about Shane? This is unlike her. She would be asking me about Kat. Wait...does she know if Kat is safe?
"Kat? Andrea?" Glenn asked as he looked around, slight worry in his eyes and all we could do was stand there. I waited for the news of whatever people saw and knew happened.
"Kat saved me, then I lost her, Andrea was out there shooting as many walkers as she wanted. Andrea didn't stop and then I saw her ran off somewhere to shoot more walkers," Carol said which made me look to her, I wasn't the only one and saw Daryl looked at her curious as to what she meant. As to what happened to my daughter.
"We saw Kat go down," T-Dog said which made my heart drop and smash into tiny pieces. No. It can't be. Lori looked away and clutched Carl to her. He wrapped his arms around her but then pulled away at this news.
"Is...is this true?" I asked feeling my heart being stabbed and my body shiver. She can't be dead. Not my baby girl. Not my Kitten. Looking to Lori, her bottom lip trembled and I stumbled around a little. Loss for words and unable to cry.
"Kat?" Carl asked as he looked up at Lori and watched as his eyes were filled with tears. The tears escaped the corners of his eyes and slid down his cheeks. He blinked them away and this made Lori cry herself and shut her eyes tightly. Nodding she stayed silent and held Carl as he sobbed into her chest.
"I-I wanted to save her...to...oh God Rick...our daughter she's..." Lori cried to me her voice shaky as she tried to regain her strength. My breath shook and my body felt numb. Katherine...she's...she can't be. She has to be alive. She has to be.
"Kat's...dead?" Daryl asked his voice a little uneasy as Carl continued to cry. Carl gulped and looked up at Lori. Looked up at all of us and Daryl was stood there unsure of what to say or think. I couldn't even process this.
"No! No...no...no!" Carl cried as no one answered. Everyone silent and bowing their heads down. Carl moved away and rushed to be alone. My heart shreaded at the thought of Carl and Kat. The thought of never seeing my sweet daughter's face...
"Patricia?" Hershel asked as he looked around the group.
"They got her, too. Took her right in front of me. I was I was holdin' onto her, daddy. She just..." Beth gulped and held onto her sister's hand. Sadness in her eyes and almost in tears. "What about Jimmy? Did you see Jimmy?" Beth asked as she looked around and at her family.
"He was in the RV. It got overrun," I informed Beth and my voice was no longer shaking. It was firm. "You definitely saw Kat?" I asked as I looked up at T-Dog and Lori. Wanting this to be 100% positive that they saw her dead or alive.
"There were walkers everywhere," T-Dog told me and this made me clench my jaw, looking away and feeling my body tense. There's no positive answer and I want to know the truth.
"Did you see her?!" I growled as I walked closer. Feeling my mind drive me insane with the want and need of knowing what happened to my baby girl. Please...let her be alive and returning to us. Please.
"I'm gonna go back," Daryl said as he walked to his motorcycle, preparing himself for the trip back and never looking up to anyone else. Where did this sudden need to go find her come from?
"No," I ordered, my voice growling and it took everything in me to say this. If Kat survived...she wouldn't have stayed there. She would try and make her way back to us. Back to her family.
"We can't just leave her," Daryl said as he looked up at me stunned. Like I was doing the wrong thing. How close did they get? He seems so desperate to go back there and find Kat. Kat would be more than gone if she was alive. That's if she was clever enough to know not to stay.
"We don't even know if she's there. She isn't there. She isn't. She's somewhere else or she's...dead," it pained me to say this and I had to. It was what was true and it may have punched my chest to say it. "There's no way to find her," I said as I didn't look at anyone. Not even at Lori.
"So we're not even gonna look for her? That's our daughter Rick!" Lori shouted at me, outraged that I wouldn't go back there and look for her. I told her I would look for her just...not now. I can't now. It's too dangerous.
"We gotta keep moving. There have been walkers crawling all over here," I tell them, trying to think of our safety and Carls. Kat would want me to look out for Carl. Maybe she'll be heading the same direction as us. Hopefully.
"I say head east," T-Dog suggested as he looked to us. A walker was getting closer to us, walking and stumbling to get to us. His swaying figure made me hate it more than I already did.
"Stay off the main roads. The bigger the road, the more walkers, more assholes like this one. I got him," Daryl said as he saw the walker come closer to us, growling and Daryl raised his crossbow, shooting it and making it dead.
"Look...give me a few days...enough so that the walkers can have more or less left the farm. We'll search for Kat...or any evidence that she's still alive. Maybe...maybe Andrea saved her. Who knows? All I know is...right now it's dangerous," I tell Lori as I get closer to her, placing my hands on her shoulders and looking her directly in the eyes.
"But it-" she went to say, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes pooling up with tears. She's distraught over the whole thing. She...saw Kat go down. I would be just like her if I saw it. I would of probably lost my mind.
"I know. Give me a few days. Hopefully she's safe and alive somewhere. We don't know for sure but...right now we need to look after Carl. She would want us to do that," I tell her reminding her of the type of person Kat was. What she would want us to do even if she was dead or alive. We drove away, with all the pain in my heart I kept driving and felt my heart stay with my little Kitten.
KPOV
Seeing Andrea run into the woods, I followed after her and saw her hide behind a tree. A walker came closer to her and this made me pull out my knife. Grabbing the walker that was getting too close to her, I pulled on its head and smashed it against a tree.
Throwing the walker to the floor, I got on top of it and straddled it so that I could jab my knife into its head. Smashing the knife repeatedly into it's head and then got to my feet. Andrea looked at me surprised and relieved, she was holding onto the bag of guns and was panting up at me.
"Go! I'll be beside you!" I tell her as I helped her up and she took my hand gladly, pulling her up I looked around and pulled out my gun. My knife in my other hand and we ran, shooting some walkers down and digging my knife into some walkers that got too close and were alone.
"Damn it. Oh shit!" Andrea said as she noticed her gun was out of ammo. That there was nothing else she could do at this moment. We kept running and fought to stay alive, running deeper into the woods and dodging as many walkers as we could, not wanting to go shooting crazy like Andrea was. We need to stay alive.
LPOV
"Damn," Rick growled as he banged on the horn, angered and upset about something. Is he mad about Kat? Is he mad with me? Why could he be so mad? Other than the obvious reasons...
"What's wrong?" I asked Rick, his blue eyes looked at me and made me feel the sting of regret. I miss my Kat. My baby girl...fuck...what have I done? Nothing. That's what I did. I ran away and left her there.
"We've been riding red for the past hour," Rick informed us which made me feel a little guilty but...slightly relieved. I was on edge the entire time since I left Kat at the farm. My baby girl...
"Better make sure we don't get forgot," T-Dog said as he looked at Rick and then back out the window. Guilt still clung to me but...I didn't know what else I could do. It was already too late to even consider going back for her and checking to see if Kat was still alive.
Honking the horn all of us slowed down and got out of our cars. Rick walked quickly towards Daryl and I held onto Carl's hand. Carl had been silent the whole way here, he wouldn't even look at anyone. He was just so...sad. "You out?" Daryl asked as he looked to Rick.
"Running on fumes," Rick told him as he got closer to Daryl. Slowing down, we all gathered into a group and looked to one another.
"We can't stay here," Maggie said on edge after the attack. From what I could tell that girl was more nervous about the whole situation than Kat had ever been in her whole life.
"We can't all fit in one car," Glenn said which I didn't catch so well. Thinking of Kat and how she was like. My baby girl...always so strong and selfless. She has to be alive. She has to.
"We'll have to make a run for some gas in the morning," Rick said as he turned to look at us all. His eyes glancing around to see if we were safe and to see if there was possibly any shelter for us to take.
"Spend the night here?" Carol asked as she looked to us all confused, she pulled at her cardigan and looked at Rick surprised. She's always doubting Rick and his decisions. It irritates me sometimes.
"I'm freezing," Carl said as he wrapped his arms around his chest. Rubbing my hand in circles along his chest, I kept him to my side and felt him shiver. Everyone looked at him slightly surprised by his words.
"We'll build a fire, yeah?" I suggest to the others already knowing we would have to stop here for the night. So that in the morning we could continue our journey wherever Rick was leading us to.
"You go out looking for firewood, stay close. Only got so many arrows. How you doing on ammo?" Daryl said to us and then asked the last question to Rick. Looking at Rick, this was when I noticed he carried two guns. One looked like the gun Shane was given by T-Dog.
"Not enough," Rick said as he walked away a little, not looking back and keeping his eyes on the surroundings. How did he get Shane's gun if...he died from the walker attack?
"We can't just sit here with our asses hanging out," Maggie said as Rick handed his coat to Carl. Carl took it gladly and wrapped himself up in it. It looked way too big for him as his little arms didn't fit inside it.
"Watch your mouth," Hershel scolded his daughter which made me smile slightly but sadly. I used to never be able to keep a hold on Kat's mouth. She sweared more than a sailor sometimes. "Everyone stop panicking and listen to Rick," Hershel ordered the rest of us and we all turned to Rick expectantly.
"All right, we'll set up a perimeter. In the morning, we'll find gas and some supplies. We'll keep pushing on," Rick said as he looked at us, coming up with a plan and suggesting it to us all.
"Glenn and I can go make a run now, try and scrounge up some gas," Maggie said trying to change Rick's plan and Rick wasn't taking any of it. He's...he hasn't cried about Kat at all. Hasn't shed a tear for our daughter. What's wrong with him?
"No, we stay together. God forbid something happens and people get stranded without a car," Rick growled at her and tried to keep everyone together. To keep us as a group and to not lose each other like we did before. I see it now...
"Rick, we're stranded now," Glenn whispered to him, reminding him that we were here on the abandoned road and with no shelter to cover our heads.
"I know it looks bad, we've all been through hell and worse, but at least we found each other. I wasn't sure I really wasn't but we did. We're together. We keep it that way. We'll find shelter somewhere. There's gotta be a place," Rick explained as he looked to the group. His voice was firm and of a leader like tone. I was right...
"Rick, look around. Okay? There's walkers everywhere. They're migrating or something," Glenn said as he looked to Rick, Carl clung onto me and I could feel my heart pound with sadness.
"There's gotta be a place not just where we hole up, but that we fortify, hunker down, pull ourselves together, build a life for each other. I know it's out there. We just have to find it," Rick said as he kept his voice authorive and strong.
"Even if we do find a place and we think it's safe, we can never be sure. For how long? Look what happened with the farm. We fooled ourselves into thinking that that was safe," Maggie said sounding hopeless. Rick is doing what's right. He knows Kat would want everyone to keep their hopes up.
"We won't make that mistake again," Hershel reassured his daughter as I kissed the top of Carl's head. He stayed silent, shivering and he was so...frozen. He must be missing Kat as much as I do.
"We'll make camp tonight over there, get on the road at the break of day," Rick said as he pointed to a few walls that were left standing, their walls seemed good enough to keep us in and to build a fire that wouldn't be so noticeable to any walkers.
"Does this feel right to you?" Carol asked Daryl as she walked up to him and waited for him to answer her. She got close to Daryl since the whole Sophia situation...and Kat.
"What if walkers come through, or another group like Randall's?" Beth asked while walking up to Rick, expecting answers to come flying out at every direction for people's questions.
"You know I found Randall with Kat, right? He had turned, but he wasn't bit," Daryl said as he looked directly at Rick. Kat's name made me wince a little, taking in a shaky breath and making Carl clutch onto my arm a little tighter.
"How's that possible?" Beth asked Rick, her questions never being answered. Rick looked away and clenched his jaw at the mention of Kat. He is hurting too...I can see it.
"Rick, what the hell happened?" I asked him as I kept my voice level and calm. Carl was shivering and I could sense him crying silently to himself. He misses Kat so much. I know he does.
"Shane killed Randall. Just like he always wanted to," Daryl said as though he knew exactly what Shane wanted and...in all honesty...it was true. Shane just wanted to kill anyone he saw as a threat.
"And then the herd got him?" I asked as I looked to Rick, hoping that this was true and that it wasn't something else. Surprised Shane didn't kill Rick the first chance they got alone.
"We're all infected," Rick blurted out to us all and made us all silent for a second. What the hell...how is this even possible?
"What?" Daryl asked him perplexed about the whole thought of this even being true. Is he trying to tell us that...no matter how we die...we come back as one of them? Did he...please tell me he didn't accidentally shoot Shane.
"At the CDC, Jenner told me...whatever it is, we all carry it," Rick told us which made us all pace around or look at him surprised, shocked and worried. This can't be true. This has to be a lie.
"And you never said anything?" Carol asked as she gripped onto her cardigan a little tighter, walking up to him and stopping beside Glenn. Her eyes wide and stunned by this new information.
"Would it have made a difference?" Rick asked as he looked to Carol, keeping his voice calm but serious with every word he said. They're putting too much pressure on him. They need to back off.
"You knew this whole time?" Glenn asked him incredulous that Rick would keep something like this from all of us. They aren't thinking. This isn't a secret you just blurt out to everyone. Rick is trying to handle it with care. They're being ungrateful.
"How could I have known for sure? You saw how crazy that mo-" Rick was cut off by Glenn. Rick's face was angry and annoyed by all these questions being thrown at him. Wouldn't surprise me Rick kept something like this. It's a huge thing to tell!
"That is not your call. Okay, when I found out about the walkers in the barn, I told, for the good of everyone," Glenn growled at him, pointing out what he had done back at the farm. Yes...he may have done that but Rick has been trying to keep us all together. Not panicking over something like this new found fact.
"Well, I thought it best that people didn't know," Rick tried to say calmly, his reasons would have been clear but there must have been too much on his mind for him to explain why he didn't want to say why. Rick turned and walked away from us, leaving everyone there stunned and to do their work. Leaving Carl with the others, I decided to follow Rick and calm him down.
"I'm sure you had your reasons. Is there anything that-" I went to ask him, hugging him and sighing as I shut my eyes tightly. Our poor baby Kat...Rick was tense but slowly untensed under my warm embrace. Kissing his back to try and comfort him as best as I could.
"I killed him. I killed Shane. He came at me. He killed Randall to get me into the woods. He planned it. I had-I had no choice. I gave him every chance...and he kept leading me further out. He pushed me, and I let him," Rick told me, making my heart stop in my chest for a second.
"And after awhile, I knew I knew what he was doing, what he was up to...and I kept going. I didn't stop. I could have, but I just wanted it over," Rick kept telling me the story and reason behind Shane's death. Slipping my arms out of my hold on him, my hands resting on him and slowly stepped away from him. Taking in the information he had given me.
"Dogging me every step of the way. Acting like I stole you, Carl and...Kat. Like-like I was in the way. I just wanted it over. I wanted him dead. I killed him. He turned. That's how I knew Jenner Jenner was right," my heart couldn't take all of this or my mind. I lost my daughter and now...Shane. Who was my friend and a lover.
"Carl put him down," Rick said which just made me rest my hands on my knees, my body going slightly limp as my back curved to make me look at the ground. My baby boy...killed a friend, lost his sister and saved his dad in one night.
"Ooh," I said feeling the vile come up from all the pain I was feeling. Is this ever going to stop? I can't believe Rick let Carl kill Shane like that. Let him see Shane turned and ready to eat either one of them. Rick went to reach out for me, each time he did I would hit him and move away from him. My expression mad and pained. Eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. What a mess...
KPOV
We were both growing tired, all the running and the dodging of walkers, every so often we would stop and check for ammo. There wasn't much left and they were mostly for shotguns or for different types of pistols. Walkers were still following us, some weren't as close and some weren't as closely together.
One walker was coming up to us from behind and one to the side, grabbing the one from behind, I knocked it to the ground and dug my knife into it's head. Andrea grabbed the other one and sliced it up by the neck and through to its brain. She got so tired that she fell onto me. "Andrea!" I screamed when she laid on top of me, a walker was gurgling.
My front was pressed to the ground and Andrea's back was pressed into mine. She was screaming, trying to keep the walker off of us and this was when I heard the walker become silent. Andrea was panting, I tried to turn to face forward and was stunned to see a figure in a cloak. A katana in their hand our hearts were pounding, Andrea and I relieved and trying to regain our breaths...
DPOV
"We're not safe with him...keeping something like that from us. Why do you need him? He's just gonna pull you down," Carol whispered to me, looking around and checking to see if Rick was around.
"No. Rick's done all right by me," I say and then thought of Kat...of Carl and the other Grimes members. Carl was so...sad and silent. It was as though the boy had no more feelings inside him, like he had turned numb. Lori was still disoriented from the thought of her daughter being possibly dead. Rick was...he seemed lost and numb too.
"You're his henchman and I'm a burden. You deserve better," Carol grumbled at me angered about something. What I deserve is some fucking peace. Kat's...wherever the fuck she is. I just hope she's alive and well. The Grimes seem torn apart without Kat and the others seem terrorfied or angered about what happened.
"What do you want?" I asked her getting tired of her nagging. She's always complaining about Rick. She should be thanking Rick for making Kat. Seeing as she saved her sorry ass.
"A man of honor," Carol said as she looked up at me. Her blue eyes shining in the light of the fire. She was kind of heart...reminded me of someone and made me feel cared for. What she said though...shocked me a little.
"Rick has honor," I growled unhappy with how she was talking about Rick. He is doing what's right. He lost his fucking daughter for God's sake! Can't she give him a break? He's got too much pressure on his shoulders as it is.
"I think we should take our chances," Maggie said as she looked to Glenn, her eyes were dull and her face was inches away from Glenns. Her expression was one of fear and of worry.
"Don't be foolish. There's no food, no fuel, no ammo," Hershel grumbled, holding onto Beth's hand and keeping her close to him. He loves his daughters too. Hershel is a good man and understands Rick and respects him. Puts both Rick and Hershel on good terms with me.
"What was that?" Beth asked as she heard something from the distance snap, everyone stood alarmed or curious as to what it was. All a bunch of pansies. They get scared with their own shadows.
"Could be anything...could be a raccoon, could be a possum," I suggest as I got up and looked around and could hear something come closer to us, raising my bow and watching out for anything that could come out from the darkness.
"Walker?" Glenn asked and this made me roll my eyes. This was when Rick walked towards us and stood by the enterance of this little four walled house. All of us staring out into the distance and all of the others were panicked.
RPOV
"We need to leave. I mean what are we waiting for?" Carol asked panicked, looking around and clutching her cardigan to her and a look of worry clear on her face. Why is everyone so panicked?
"Which way?" Glenn asked as he looked around, searching from where the sound came from and gripped onto his shotgun tightly. Everyone is so afraid. How are we even making it this far?
"It came from over there," Maggie said as she stood up and held her own shotgun that her dad gave her. Fuck...what would Kat say and do to keep everyone hopeful and to make them not worry?
"Back from where we came," Beth said as she looked towards where the sound of a twig snapping came from. Looking to where she said, I saw nothing but darkness.
"Yeah," Maggie agreed as she gave a nod. Her expression was dull and worried. Kat wouldn't like this. At all. She wouldn't even stand for this! She'd think we were all being irrational.
"The last thing we need is for everyone to be running off in the dark. We don't have the vehicles. No one's traveling on foot," I growled at them, telling them exactly what was going to happen and how it was going to be. No more kid stuff.
"Don't panic," Hershel tried to reassure his family. Reassure his nervous daughters and looked to them kindly. Trying to keep them relaxed and untense. Kat was never as tense as these girls...and she was only 19 when she...was lost or died. Whatever.
"I'm not-...I'm not sitting here, waiting for another herd to blow through. We need to move, now," Maggie said as she looked to the others, her panick was clear in her voice and she wanted nothing more than to escape. Fear...that will destroy us. I learned that now.
"No one is going anywhere," I growled at them as I stepped closer to them, closer to the fire and looked directly at them. This is becoming the last straw. Everyone keeps panicking, they're going to draw attention and then we'll be screwed.
"Do something," Carol pleaded of me as if I wasn't doing enough. How ungrateful can this woman be? She hated me for saving her daughter, hates me now because we have a plan and no roof over our heads. Not to mention...I lost my daughter while Kat tried to save her.
"I am doing something! I'm keeping this group together. Alive. I've been doing that all along, no matter what. I didn't ask for this! I killed my best friend for you people, for Christ's sake! Lost my own fucking daughter to save your lives!" I growled at them, my voice strong and angered from their constant panicking and suggestions and questions. Everyone grew silent and sad.
"You saw what Shane was like, how he pushed me, how he compromised us, how he threatened us. He staged the whole Randall thing, led me out to put a bullet in my back. He gave me no choice. He was my friend, but he came after me. My hands are clean!" I told them of what happened and they all looked to me differently. Some sad, some angry and some stunned. Carl was sobbing into his mother's chest since I mentioned Kat.
"Maybe you people are better off without me. Go ahead. I say there's a place for us, but maybe maybe it's just another pipe dream. Maybe maybe I'm fooling myself again. Why don't you-...why don't you go and find out yourself? Send me a postcard!" I growled, challenging them and telling them that this world wasn't what it was like.
"Go on, there's the door. You can do better? Let's see how far you get. No takers? Fine...but get one thing straight you're staying. This isn't a democracy anymore," I tell them and they just stayed silent and still. We needed to follow orders. From a leader. That leader would have to be me...
So...the Grimes family have...well...split. It made me sad to write this but...it has to happen in order for each character to develop on their own. Especially Kat. Like I said...Kat throughout the seasons:
1: Loyal Grimes
2: Leader/protector/defender/'hero'
3: Fighter/protector
4: Warrior/hero
5: Still don't know...she might be dead by then...who knows?
Now...for this chapter I would like 10 reviews! Seeing as it was the season finale but...I will be adding two or one more chapter/s for this season seeing as it will guide us swiftly into season 3. It will be my own work for it, all off the top of my head and then...BOOM. Season 3 will commence. The chapter/s before season 3 may be a little short but...it will help with the narrative.
So...answer these questions in the form of the review: What were your favourite moments in this season? What was your favourite chapter? Who is your favourite character so far? What would you like to see in season 3?
Without further a do...replies!
jessica. orr. 1884: Well...she did know something was up. Especially how Shane was acting and how everything was seen. The lock being on, the cuffs, the broken neck and footprints. It was all solid evidence that it was a set up to Kat. Not just the sense of Rick's life. Thank you for the review dear!
Caity6991: Well...Kat is lost with Andrea and Michonne so...I don't see Kat and Rick talking any time soon. Or Carl for that matter. Or any Daryl/Kat moments. But...you'll just have to see what I have up my sleve. Love you too dear! Thank you for the review!
redangle2463: I hope you have a lovely christmas and an amazing new year dear. I love writing the Carl/Kat moments because...it shows how much they care about each other, how they think of one another and how much they trust each other. They're best friends and siblings at the same time which...pulls at my own heart strings when I write it.
Until the next chapter...
Much love!
HeroJustInTime90 x
