A/N: Sorry my internet was out! Couldn't upload yesterday. Sowwy. BTW my friend and I have estimated Michael Zegen's age based on Jon Bernthal's age, since they went to college together. He is approximately 35. Golly. Anyway. Read.

"Are we sure this is a good idea? The farm was overrun last time."

"And that was weeks ago. We're just going into the woods. Not the farm. We'll be fine." Glenn was driving, with Maggie in the passenger's seat. Aisling was in the back seat, and they were talking quietly so she couldn't hear them. She was staring out the window blankly, her mind clearly elsewhere. "She wants to see Randall again. Since we caused all this, it's the least we can do."

"But Maggie, we didn't cause this! Shane did! And he's dead!"

"But he wasn't when Randall was killed. He was still a part of the group when he killed him. So, Randall's blood is on the group's fingers."

There was a silence for a moment. "Damn you and your reasonings." Glenn muttered.

Flashback

Randall and Aisling were cuddled up on the couch at Randall's house. Randall was laying on his back, both of his arms wrapped around Aisling. He held her tight and close, as if he were afraid she would disappear if he let go. They were both falling asleep, and could barely keep their eyes open. They had had lots of exams that day, since it was finals. They always slept best in each other's arms, and luckily they lived next door and their moms were friends. So if one night, Randall didn't come home, or Aisling didn't come home, their moms could just walk next door and find out. And they never bothered them.
Randall's mother walked in, and saw the pair falling asleep on the couch. She laughed at them. "You two…you could fall asleep in the bitter cold if you had each other. At least that's a good thing." She walked away merrily.

Randall groggily opened his eyes and forced words out. "At least our moms are the kind of moms who'll see us cuddling on the couch and merrily skip away saying 'use protection!'"

"True." She snuggled back up against him and closed her eyes again.

"Someone's tired."

"I had three exams today. Of course I'm tired."

"Come on then." He picked her up and started carrying her to his bedroom. "Mom! We're going to bed!" he called to his mother.

"Okay dear…use protection!" she laughed.

Randall groaned. "Mooom! We're too tired for that. Seriously." Aisling chuckled lightly. "You think it's funny, too?"

"It is funny, babe." she said.

There was silence. "Maybe a little." He placed her down on his bed and stripped off his shirt. He was already wearing sweatpants, and Aisling was already practically wearing pajamas. He lay down next to her and held her close once more. The pair fell asleep quickly.

End of Flashback

"Aisling! We're here." Glenn parked the car and got out. "When he attacked us, we weren't that far in. Follow me." He ran ahead.

Maggie nudged Aisling. "Are you sure about this? This…won't be easy for you to see."

"I don't care if he's dead, alive, undead, or undead and killed again. I don't care what he looks like. I just want to see my Randall again…"

"You're brave, Aisling. You're braver than most. You're braver than I was. That's a good thing. You better hold on to that bravery. It's the only thing that'll keep you going."

Aisling made a noise like blowing air out of her nose. "It's been my love for Randall keeping me going for the past while. But now I don't know what I can do. I don't have anything to live for. Randall was the closest thing I had left to a family. And now he's gone too."

"Randall wanted you to survive didn't he?" Aisling nodded. "I know what a man in love will do, and one of them is sacrifice anything for the person he's in love with to stay safe and alive.

"He told me once that he'd do anything to protect me, even if it meant getting eaten alive."

"Then he wouldn't want you to give up. Survive this hellhole, for him."

Aisling opened her mouth to respond, but was cut off by Glenn. "Up here! He's still here, he hasn't even been touched."

A/N: Don't really have much to say here...I guess...yeah, so I'll be finishing this up soon, then get started on my other one. Can't remember if I mentioned it before, but I'm writing another Randall fic, like what if he didn't die. Still Aisling and all. That one'll be longer. Anywhore, BAIIIIIII