Summary: The continued Sequels of You Should've Killed Me When You Had The Chance, Val still not kill by the fever and struggles to keep her humanity intact. Now with the responsibly and pressure in keeping the group and those she loves safe from the world of the dead, does she got what it takes to woop ass or will she get herself kill or turn into those flesh eating monkeys.
Rate: M (for language and etc)
A/N:The series is going to be slightly different now that Val still in the picture. Don't worry I won't mess with the story line lol
Also this is going to be just a chapter no episode to go along with it. Hope you enjoy it ;3
Episode Seven: When the Dead Comes Knocking; Chapter Five: Concerns
'Val...Help...' Leo mouths.
I was standing there totally shocked. It was Leo! Leo was literally ten feet away from me. How did he get here? And why was he with Michonne?
"Val! Please!" he begged. He looked like he was in a lot of pain.
I gesture him over the gates.
He nods. Backing away slowly from the zombs.
Michonne hisses covering her wound with her hand, but one of the infecties smell the blood. Then more of them noticed, stumbling towards their way. Michonne got her katana out, while Leo swing his machete at their heads when they go to close.
Michonne falls pulling Leo along with her. He yells in pain, I realized his arm was broken.
"Leo!" I cried, running towards the gate. Zombs were closing in on them, until Carl shoots few of them down. I glance at him. "Thanks Sneak. I own you one."
"Valerie!" Ricks yells, throwing me the keys. I unlock the chains and ran out. "Me and Carl got your back."
"Thanks!" I said, darting over to Leo and Michonne. "Can you get up?"
"Yeah." he replies. "But she can't. Merle shot her."
"I know." I admitted, pulling her on my back. "Come on!"
We ran back inside the fence. Rick shot down any zombs getting too close to us. Carl runs over to get the basket. While Hershel and Beth help me with Michonne and Leo.
"Was she bite?" Hershel asks Leo.
He pants. "...No... Just shot..."
Beth helps him stay on his feet. Carl and Rick shut the gates up and lock the chains.
[Click]
"Carl get a blanket, water and a towel." Rick orders, now carrying Michonne.
Carl drops the basket, and went to get what his dad ask him. I was dragging Leo down the small stairs to the cell block. When did he get so bulky? He pass out just like Michonne , after we all got them safely inside. Hershel said he was severely dehydrated and that's why he lost consciousness.
Carl place some blankets down for them, Beth hands me a water bottle. I unscrew the lid and lift him up; enough where he can drink it.
He coughs up a little, struggles against me.
"It's okay. You need to drink something or you'll die." I cooed.
He coughs again. "I thought I wouldn't see you again."
"Ditto." I smile, brushing his hair away from his face. His hair was really long. How long has he been here?
I glance at Michonne, Rick was trying to calm her down and push her sword away from her. Has he been with her and Andrea this whole time?
"Rick..." Daryl calls, walking in. Then he notices Leo with me. I glance down causing me to blush like crazy because Leo was basically press against my boobs. "Who the hell is that?"
Feeling so awkward I lay him back on the blanket. "Ummmm... This is Leo..."
"And you?" Rick turns everyone's attention away from me and Daryl. That was beyond awkward. You have no clue. "You gonna tell us what's your name?"
Michonne watches him closely. Not saying anything.
"Y'all come over here." Daryl says.
"Is everything alright?" Rick asks.
I jump onto my feet passing Daryl on my way. I stop at one of the cells to find Carol laying in her bed.
She smiles.
I literally tackle her. This cause her to chuckle at my reaction. "I missed you so much."
She hugged me back. "I missed you too." she admitted hoarsely.
I laughed tears already in my eyes. "Next time, wear a tracker." I joked.
"Sure if you got a GPS."
I noticed Rick was standing there staring at Carol in surprise.
She smiles and embrace him.
"How?" Hershel asks hugging her.
"She was locked away deep, passed out in a cell." Daryl answers.
Beth walks up with Judy in her arms. Carol had tears in her eyes as soon she saw her, then she turns to Rick. Excepting him to say Lori was fine. Instead he looks away, not wanting to say anything. Carol took the hint and started crying.
"I'm sorry..." she sob.
I held Carl because Rick wasn't the only one who lost somebody. It was Carl and Judy. Their mom was taken from them. And that wasn't fair. This world we live in was cruel like that.
All Hershel could do for Leo was splint his forearm and use a old towel for a sling. It wasn't the best but it kind of worked.
I hand him more water. "How are you feeling?"
He rolls his eyes. "I'm fantastic! Considering I almost got shot, stab and let's not forget those cannibals out there."
I raised an eyebrow. "Cannibals?"
He takes a drink. "Yeah. What else am I going to call those 'things'?"
I smirk. "Maybe... Flesh-eating monkeys, walkers, biters, dumbass infecties, corpses and what I like to call them: zombs."
"Really zombs? That sounds so retard." He burst out laughing.
I kicked him making him shut up. "It's not retard." I defended. "It's short for zombie! And for your information I don't like saying 'Zombie this and zombie that.' it makes everything so complicated."
He grunt. "That's why you say walker or cannibal."
"No way! There's no chance in hell I'm stealing your material. That's just lame." I pointed.
He raised an eyebrow. "And zomb is better?" he ask, looking at me in incredulity.
"Hell yeah!" I smiled.
"Your unbelievable." he sighs.
"Nah... You're just a hater!"
"Ha, keep telling yourself that..."
Me and Leo met up with everyone outside. "Are you sure you want to go with them?" Hershel asked.
"Yeah, me and Michonne are the only people knows how to sneak in Woodbury. Plus we need more men for this."
"Be careful your arm isn't in a cast so it'll be easy for the bone to shift the wrong way." Hershel informed him.
"Thanks I'll watch out for that...I'll...bring your daughter back and Glenn too."
He nods. "Thank you."
I help Oscar load the car up with weapons and ammo. While Rick and Leo was looking at the map, marking out spots where there were big herds. And circling places where the guards were patrolling.
"Be good, Kickass." I said, kissing Judy's forehead. "Don't give Carol too much hell while I'm gone."
Carol smiles at this, I guess she likes watching me talk to the baby.
Daryl walks up to us. "Stay safe."
"I got my knives, remember?"
Daryl kept his eyes either on the baby or Carol. After the whole Leo situation he's been acting really weird. He can't look me in the eye or be in the same room as me. So basically he was straight out avoiding me, which was agitating.
This was going to be hell.
[Click]
The whole car ride was awkward. It was really cramped and quiet. Ugh! Why? I literally had to sit on Leo's lap the whole time. It was so uncomfortable. Daryl was throwing Leo dirty looks while Michonne was giving directions on the map. What was his problem? Seriously! Why's he being a dick?
Rick pulls over.
"They have patrols, we're better off on foot." Michonne stated.
"How far? Night's coming." Rick ask.
"About a mile maybe two."
We gather all of own weapons from the back before heading off. Leo leads the way while Michonne was right beside him. I wonder how long they knew each other? Probably long enough for her to trust him, since he was the only person she'd talk to.
I still can't believe he was here- in the walking dead with me. I wonder if he remembers what happens in season three? If he did shit was about to go down tonight.
"Hey, are you alright?" Oscar ask.
"Huh?" I said.
"Look like you have something's on your mind." he said.
"Well..." I hesitated. "I'm just worry about Glenn and Maggie." I wasn't exactly concern about them because I knew they'll be okay. What I was really worried about was Leo. I knew the others will be alright, but that didn't guarantee mine and Leo's safety. The others will make it out alive but that doesn't mean we will. That's the fucked up thing about this whole situation. We knew who was going to die or live; except us. And that's what drives me crazy. I could've die anytime but somehow I made it through. Sometimes I don't understand but I wonder if there was something I was supposed to do other than being useless.
"They'll be okay. You're a tough group. I'm pretty sure they can handle themselves until we get there." Oscar assures.
I smile. "Yeah, Glenn's a total badass. He might not look much but he's fast as hell."
"Get down!" Rick ordered.
All of us crouch down when a couple zombs stumble towards us. Then more appear looking around maybe ten or twelve of them.
"Formation. No gun fire." Rick told us.
"Rick!" I hissed. "There's too many of them. We need to run now!" More of them showed up when that awful road kill/ sour milk smell flooded my nose.
"This way." Rick leaded.
[Click]
We got to the cabin and ran inside. Rick, Daryl and Oscar search the place for any infecties. But the only thing they could find was a dead dog.
"I guess Lassie went home." Daryl remarked.
"Ugh! That smell! It's worst than those flesh munchers."
"I've smelt worst." Leo spoke up.
I give him a doubtful look. "Like what?"
"Remember when my brother left his tennis shoes all day outside when it was really hot?"
"Ugh! I didn't want to be reminded about your brother's maggoty shoes!"
He shrugs. "You're the one who asked."
"I didn't need a mental image, thanks." I said.
Rick shushed us pointing towards the bed, where you can see someone or something was under the covers. Him and Daryl slowly approach it carefully before pulling the covers off, revealing the crazy ass bastard jumping out.
"Who the hell are you?" the old man demanded, waving his shot gun at him.
"Easy. We don't mean any harm." Rick assured him. Trying his best to calm him down.
"Get out of my house now!"
"Okay, okay. We can't right now."
"Shut him up." Michonne hissed.
"There are walkers outside." Rick told him.
He looks at Daryl then back to Rick. "I'll call the cops!"
I saw from the corner of my eye Leo smacked his forehead. "Idiot..." he mutters under his breath.
"I am a cop." Rick admits, crouching lower placing his machete and flashlight down. "I need you to lower the gun. Don't need anything rash. Just lower your gun nice and slow."
"I wanna see a badge!" he demands.
"Okay, okay. I got it right here." Rick says, pretending to reach for it. "I'm going to reach for it nice and slow." Rick grabs the gun and pushes it away from him. Catching the old man by surprise, causing him to pull the trigger. Almost blowing Daryl's head off.
"Rick!" I yelled.
"Shhhhhhh..." Michonne hissed.
Rick grabs a hold of the old man. Restraining him from his gun or anything else he had on him. Then he bites him making him let go of him. He makes a run for the door.
"NO!" Leo yells.
Michonne swiftly thrust her katana into his back, stopping him in the process of opening the door.
She glances at us annoyed. While Daryl and Leo peeks through the barricaded windows.
"Any ideas?" Leo asked.
"I'll make my way around and kill the ones at the front door." I suggested.
"By then more will show up. We got to get out now!" Rick argued.
Leo lifts the old man's body with his good arm. Daryl join in and helps him get the body out the door.
"You got to be kidding me?" Oscar protested.
"Seriously, it'll take me a few minutes to clear the yard." I pointed out.
"We might not have a few minutes." Rick stated, helping the guys.
Oscar checks the back, while I look for anything we might need back at the prison. But the only thing I could find was a set of dull hunting knives, ammo and four cans of soup. I dump it all in my backpack. It's not like he's going to need it anymore.
"It's clear!" Oscar hollered.
Michonne opens the door and the guys shoves the body out to the zombs. Letting them devour the corpse.
We all made a run for it outside in the back, heading into the wood again.
[Click]
It was alright dark and there were so many people patrolling the front gate.
I swallowed.
How are we going to get through that?!
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