Here's some fluff for all of my kick-ass reviewers, favoriters, and followers.
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"That what I think it is?" I squinted my eyes, staring ahead as Rick pulled out his binoculars to get a closer look.
"A prison." He turned to look at me, eyes lightin' up like a kid on Christmas mornin'. "I can't believe this. This is what we've been lookin' for." He took another look, barely able to believe his eyes.
"Never thought I'd be so happy to see a prison." I spat onto the ground nearby.
"Walkers all over the place. We're gonna have to take 'em out from a distance before we move closer. As many as we can anyway."
"Hope we got enough ammo. I ain't got but a couple dozen bolts. Try to reuse 'em whenever I can to keep up the supply."
"We'll use the sniper rifle for as many as we can, save your bow for when we get close enough. I'm gonna tell the others."
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Two hours later, we found ourselves inside the safety of the prison yard. It had taken us a while, but we had finally cleared out jus about all of the walkers. We figured the rest of 'em (about five or six, give or take) wasn't much of a threat to us and we needed to reserve as much ammo as possible for whatever could be inside. I prayed like hell it was empty.
It was dark outside and we had decided to light a small fire to keep ourselves warm throughout the night. Rick, Glenn, and T-Dog had walked through the entire lot at least a dozen times to make sure there were no openings in the gate for the walkers to get through. Luckily, there weren't. We were safe, but I didn't know for how long.
Rick and T-Dog covered me as I hunted a couple squirrels in the woods about an hour before. I had managed to kill four of 'em, so that was our dinner for the night. Along with a couple cans of green beans from the house we had stayed at the night before.
I was keepin' watch on top of an overturned car nearby while the rest of the gang ate and settled in. I looked down to find Molly waddling over to me. Couldn't help but laugh to myself.
She handed me a plate of food. And just in time, too, coz I'm fuckin' starvin'. "Thanks." I obliged, bending down to take the plate.
"Rick said he'll keep watch. Says you're probably tired."
"I'm alright." That's a lie. I'm dog tired.
"I'd feel safer with you next to me." She muttered, slightly hesitantly. "Plus...I was kinda thinking we could talk about a name for the baby."
My heart melted right there on that car, and a thousand butterflies fluttered around my hungry stomach. I could feel it. She's finally comin' around. She wants to be mine again."Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'd like that." I said, completely flabbergasted.
She held my plate as I hopped down from the car. Surprisingly, she held my hand all the way on the fifty foot walk to the group. They were all gathered around the fire and Beth was finishing up a song. Her voice was pretty, soft and soothing to my ears.
Glenn took a quick look at me, smiled at the fact that we were holdin' hands, and started making his way to the car, loading his handgun all the while. I led Molly off a little further for some privacy and quiet talk. "Do you have anything in mind?" She asked, as she took a seat on the ground. Her belly was so large that she had to stretch out and lean on her hands.
I shook my head as I sat down beside her. "I...I like Maddison fer a girl. Or Haley. Or Molly." I winked, playfully.
She smiled cheerily and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She jus looks so fuckin' pretty. She was sittin' there all happy, dressed in an over-sized, navy-blue hoodie and blue jeans that she could no longer button up all the way.
"What about for a boy?"
"I'onno. Ain't thought about that too much. Kinda like Jacob. Or Matthew, maybe."
She nodded. "You like traditional names." She chewed her bottom lip.
"What do you like?" I asked curiously, pokin' a stick into the ground.
"I like Summer for a girl. River for a boy." She didn't hesitate to answer.
"I like those." I really do.
She smiled softly, and then shivered. It was cold out here, away from the fire. "C'mere." I inched closer before I moved behind her. She was now sitting in between my legs, leaning against my chest. This is 'bout as close to heaven as you can get nowadays.
The yard was quiet for the most part. Most of the group had settled down, but Rick, Lori and Hershel were still talkin' around the fire. Molly had sat quietly for the past couple of minutes. I leaned my head down and placed a kiss on the top of her head. Her hair no longer smelled like a fresh bouquet of flowers like it used to. All I could smell was the smoke from the fire. But I loved it anyway.
"Don't stop believin'." She began to sing quietly. The fond memory of us in her car, cruisin' to the beach on her birthday replayed in my mind and I couldn't help but smile. "Hold on to that feelin'."
A cold and gentle breeze blew through. It was quiet and the still as we sat together beneath the shining stars. You look up at the sky, ain't nothin' changed. The world is the same as it always was up there. It was down here that had changed, and that's it. Everything about down here was different now. I remember how Merle had always told me to be too strong for a woman. "Love ain't necessary and it don't bring nothin' but trouble. Feelins are useless. " I guess I had believed him up until Molly showed up on my front porch. I knew now, that I wouldn't trade her for a goddamn thing in the world and that the feelins she gives me makes me happy and peaceful. Ain't nothin' compares to it.
I nuzzled my face into her dark, wavy hair and kissed the side of her temple. "I love you." I whispered into her ear. "I love you so much."