Chapter 5
The RV pulled to a stop outside the half open gate of Alexandria as Michonne and Rick sat staring through the windshield. Through the opening of the gate Rick could see a body lying on the ground in a pool of blood. His heart stopped. In that moment he imagined everyone he loved killed. He saw Carl and Judith left unprotected and vulnerable. He was scared to move. He did not want to walk through that gate to see the remains of the people he loved lying on the ground dead or shambling down the street hungry for blood. He heard Heath walk up behind him. He stood in between Rick and Michonne noticing what they had just seen, "Oh my God."
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Her thoughts interrupted by Heath, Michonne got up and made her way to the back of the RV. Scott was stilling lying on the bench unconscious but breathing. Part of her was glad he wasn't awake to see what was the inevitable scene in front of them. She was worried about Rick. She could only imagine what could be going through his mind, afraid that he wouldn't see his kids alive again. She was scared too, for him, for the people in Alexandria, and for the ones still outside amongst the herd. Heath, walking toward Michonne, began to speak, "We need to get him inside, I don't think the two of us can carry him by ourselves." She knew he was right. The two of them may be strong but they couldn't carry Scott's large frame all the way to Denise as tired as they were. "Rick can you come help us?" No response. She turned to Heath, "One second." She walked back up the front where Rick was still sitting frozen in the passenger seat. "Rick? I'm sure they're okay, Carl's a tough kid; He can protect himself and Judith. We need you to help us carry Scott." Without looking up, Rick moved to the driver's seat and put the RV in drive. Barely fitting through the open gate he drove down the street toward where Denise would be. Michonne noticed some bodies lying on the sidewalk, "They're human." Rick finally took his eyes off the road and looked at her, "What?". "Those bodies over there, they look human and I don't mean Alexandrians." Rick followed her gaze and saw a couple of bodies dressed in black cloaks lying on the sidewalk. "What happened here?"
It took all three of them to carry Scott's unconscious body into Denise's office where she was tending to a patient with a stab wound in the shoulder. She looked up at them as they came through the door and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "Oh thank God! I could use some help." They laid Scott down on a nearby table as Denise finished bandaging her patient's shoulder, "You're gonna be fine, Amy."
"Who attacked you guys," Michonne asked as she walked over to the window. Denise wiped some blood off her cheek as she searched her mind for an answer, "Honestly, I have no idea. I have been in here tending to people. I never saw any of them. One of my patients said they were all dressed in black and had W's on their foreheads. They didn't have any guns, just knives." Michonne looked at Denise, "What did they want?" Denise started to cut Scott's pant leg where he had been shot, "Nothing, except to kill us I guess…"
"Wait. You're telling me …", Heath's voice frightened Michonne. She had gotten lost in her train of thought only to look up and notice that Rick was gone.