Summary: When Rick and Daryl along with the group arrive at the Greene farm, they aren't expecting to bump into two familiar young who have pasts with them. Daryl and Bailey Greene find that their feelings have changed for each other but with Bailey carrying a painful secret, can Daryl mend her heart. Rick reunites with his old friend Anna who changes his and Carl's world for the better. Rick/OC, Daryl/OC, Merle/Beth, Glenn/Maggie, Carl/Sophia
Somebody To Die For
Chapter 24
Rick had struggled most of the way back, his body on fire with pain. He had found a car with a small amount of fuel to take him halfway, but he'd had to walk the rest. He grabbed onto a tree to catch his breath, as he seen the mansion in the distance. "Home," he breathed.
He walked there as quickly as he could, his breathing laboured and he kept breathing Anna, Carl and Judith's names heavily.
"I'm coming home." He said breathing heavily as he managed to reach a side of the back gate but collapsed and crumpled onto the floor, breathing heavily.
Morgan and Merle were on watch out the back when the noticed a figure slumped on the floor. "That another walker?" Morgan asked bored as he picked up his gun.
"Yeah, but there ain't no point shootin' him," Merle said as he went towards the figure and took out his knife. "Don't wanna waste ammo, or make a noise. Besides this one is... holy shit!" he gasped when he got closer. "Rick? You alive man?"
"Alive as I can be." Rick groaned as they saw Daryl and Bailey pull into the drive way and get out as they saw Morgan and Merle crowding over something.
"What's going on?" Daryl asked as they came over.
"Holy shit, Rick?" Daryl asked startled as Merle and Morgan picked him up and carried him into the house.
"I know someone who's gonna be pleased to see you," Merle smiled, as he opened the back door, and went upstairs. "Hershel! Follow me!"
Hershel nodded and they all followed him upstairs where they went into the room where Anna, Carl and Judith were.
"What's going on?" Anna asked as she saw them carry someone into the room and place him down on the bed.
"Anna?" A familiar voice rasped.
"Holy shit, Rick?" Daryl asked startled as Merle and Morgan picked him up and carried him into the house.
"I know someone who's gonna be pleased to see you," Merle smiled, as he opened the back door, and went upstairs. "Hershel! Follow me!"
Hershel nodded and they all followed him upstairs where they went into the room where Anna, Carl and Judith were.
"What's going on?" Anna asked as she saw them carry someone into the room and place him down on the bed.
"Anna?" A familiar voice rasped.
"Rick?" she choked out, as she rushed over and sat next to him. "Rick? Oh my god, Rick!" A wide smile crossed her face as she gripped his hands tightly. "We thought you were dead!"
"Weren't going to get rid of me that easily," he chuckled weakly, as Hershel tended to him.
"He needs blood," he said quickly, looking at Anna and Carl. "Do any of you two know his blood type?"
Anna thought for a second. "Uh... I think he's B minus."
"I'm that blood type." Daryl said quickly as they sat him down and set up an IV drip as everyone sat down and Carl, Anna and Judith held his hands.
"We had a funeral for you." Carl said pained and Rick weakly ruffled his hair as he sat up with Anna's help.
"It wasn't your fault any of you." He assured them softly.
"Is the baby alright?" He asked Anna worried as he pulled her into him.
"Baby's fine," Anna assured him. "What happened? We thought you were dead."
"After Lori shot me, she dragged me away before the walkers could get to me," he explained. "Put me in a shed, and Nate came in and started slashing at me with his knife. I managed to get free when they were gone, and I walked back."
"I'm so glad you're ok dad." Carl said hugging him along with Judith as the others watched with smiles on their faces.
"I'm sorry we left yer like that, Rick." Merle said pained.
"Wasn't your fault, you thought I was dead," Rick said with a faint smile. "I would have done the same thing. I'm just glad y'all got out OK."
"Is Nate still alive then?" Hershel asked concerned, as he checked the IV.
"Unfortunately yes." Rick said with a grimace as Anna helped him out of his shirt and started to wipe the blood off his chest.
"We're just glad you're alright." Anna said kissing him softly.
"And I'm just glad to be home," Rick said with a small smile, as he held her and his children tightly. "There's no place like home."
Everyone smiled as they all left and Hershel removed the drip from Daryl as they left Rick to rest in peace.
"I'm glad he's back and he's alright," Carol said with a smile as she set plates of dinner down in front of everyone at the table. "It's so nice that Anna got him back."
"I know it's lovely that he's back." Bailey said as they all sat down to eat some dinner when they heard screaming from outside.
"What was that?" Beth asked alarmed.
"I don't know, sugar, but it didn't sound good," Merle said as he stood up from the table and grabbed his gun. "Let me go check it out," he said as he headed slowly towards the window.
He looked out to see three young men with a woman who they were undressing and she was crying out erotically.
It was Karen.
"Aw hell no," Merle said disgusted. "What the hell is she doing? Why the fuck are... oh Jesus." He groaned as he backed away from the window. "'I'll be in the bathroom throwin' up my dinner if ya need me."
Everyone watched him run upstairs to where the bathroom was and heard him being sick as Dylan walked over and looked and went pale.
"Dad, there's a woman having sex with three men."
Will frowned. "Get away from the window, Dylan, goddammit," he groaned as he got up and pulled his son away.
Maggie stood up and closed the curtains. "Why the hell is she having sex in our garden?" she asked disgusted.
"Marking her territory, she's claiming the land as hers and wants Daryl to be the father of her children." Liam explained feeling sick.
"Like hell I am." Daryl snarled as he kicked open the door and fired at the three men and Karen who screamed in pain.
"SON OF A BITCH!"
Daryl went towards Karen and picked up her clothes, throwing them at her. "Put those on, or so help me I'll kill ya!" he growled, as Glenn walked out beside them.
"Don't kill her, Daryl," he whispered quietly. "We can put her in the basement, use her for information."
He nodded at Glenn before Karen pulled on her clothes and he dragged her into the basement where he tied her up along with the three men before spitting at her.
"We tried to get Bailey pregnant with Nate's baby."
Daryl glared at her. "Yer sick," he snarled as he kicked at the men. "All of ya. Ya don't even deserve to be still breathing."
"She kept on crying for you, kept on saying your name." One of the men sneered and he snapped as he lost his temper and was filled with a need for vengeance.
He started to punch the man with his fists.
The man spat out one of his teeth that Daryl had broken as blood dripped down from his mouth, and he whimpered in pain, every-time Daryl's fist connected with his face.
Karen upper lip twisted in annoyance as she watched them. "For the love of god, relax, you got the whore back anyway. I don't even know what you see in her, she isn't even pretty," she muttered bitterly.
Daryl grabbed her by the hair and slapped her hard across the face as she spat at him and tried to hit him but he kicked her in the leg causing her to scream in pain.
"Please, stop I can you make feel good." She pleaded as she tried to touch him through his shirt but he shoved her back.
"Bailey's beautiful, kind, sweet, gentle, brave and she's a hell of lot more beautiful than yer are, WHORE!" He yelled as Bailey came into the room.
"Daryl?" she asked confused as she looked around the room at the three bloody men and Karen, who Daryl was gripping by the hair. "What's going on?"
"Makin' these bastards pay for what they did to yer Bailey." Daryl answered as he kicked one of the men in the chest hard.
"Please stop!" The man cried terrified.
Bailey rushed to Daryl and gently pulled him back. "Hey, baby, it's OK, it's OK. They can't hurt me anymore, don't worry," she said softly.
Daryl clenched his fists together, before backing away from the man. He grabbed Bailey roughly and made sure Karen was watching before he kissed her hard and passionately. Violence didn't have to be his only form of revenge.
She pressed herself into him and ran her hands in his hair as he wrapped his right arm around her waist and they left the basement.
She could tell Daryl was tense and realised that he needed to get it all out of him before he hurt himself or ended up killing their prisoners.
"Meet me in the garage?" She asked him softly as she kissed him gently and headed downstairs with his denim waistcoat with the angel wings.
Daryl nodded "I'll be there soon," he said softly and took a deep breath, as he went to the sink to clean the blood from his hands. "How's Rick doing?" he asked Hershel who was sitting in the kitchen.
"Much better he's sleeping and Anna, Carl and Judith are with him." Hershel said with a smile as he watched Daryl dry his hands.
"How are you and Bailey?" He asked kindly.
"We're good thanks," Daryl said with a small smile. "I just wish everyone would leave the family alone and we could all get some peace."
"I think that's all we wish for son." Hershel said as he went outside to take watch with Merle.
Daryl watched him go and headed downstairs where Bailey was waiting for him in the basement, Dean and Aoife were asleep.
Bailey sat on Daryl's bike wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties, her long dark brown wavy curls was gently curled around her face and she wore his denim waistcoat with no bra. She wanted to thank him and make him happy.
Daryl came in from his perimeter check; they had only seen a few walkers all day. He looked around, "Bailey?"
Bailey called from the garage, "In here Daryl."
When he walked in, he smiled, there sitting naked on his bike but for his vest was his woman. She had her legs open wide and her hand was working on her greedy little nub with everything she had. Daryl walked over growling at her, his eyes fixed on the motion between her legs, "What the fuck are you doing? That's MY pussy."
Bailey sat up grabbing the handlebars, "I'm sorry big bad biker man. I just wanted to sit on your bike."
Daryl smirked, he couldn't believe he got off on this role playing shit, but hell it made the sex so fucking fun. He ran his hand along her jaw line, going to the back of her neck, where her hair had really started growing out. He pulled her head back by her hair and crushed his lips to hers, devouring her mouth. Their tongues working hard against each other are trying to taste every inch. He pulled away smirking at her, "You know the piece for sitting on my bike?"
Bailey bit her lip and shook her head. Daryl smiled, "I get to fuck you on it."
Her eyes went wide, playing coy, "Ohhh, I can do that."
Daryl sat down the bike backwards facing her; he leaned back against the handlebars, pointing to his fly, "Take it out, bitch."
Bailey smirked as she pulled off his jeans and his boxers, throwing them to the side, before climbing back onto the bike and unbuttoning his shirt. She took it off his shoulders and threw it to the side. She ran her hands gently over his chest and shoulders. "Oh, those muscles are damn tight," she said softly, as she kissed him. "Need me to relieve your stress?"
"Please do darlin." He drawled and she smiled at him as she started to gently rub his shoulders and chest as he sighed in content.
"Are you alright?" She asked softly, her dark brown curls tickling his chest.
"I'm more than alright," Daryl practically purred as her fingers worked the tension out of his muscles. "I'm brilliant now yer here," he said as he kissed at her neck and ran his hands up her back, underneath his vest.
Bailey smiled at him seductively and bit her bottom lip as she leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Is there anything else I can do to make you feel better?"
"I wanna fuck ya on my bike." He said guiding her so she sitting on her knees in front of him and he licked his lips as he looked at her in appreciation.
She was his all fucking his and he would never let anyone hurt her or their children, he could just imagine her pregnant with their little girl.
He smiled at the thought and held her close while reaching up to pull his vest to the side slightly, smiling when her perfect breasts came into his view. He could never want another woman apart from Bailey, no Karen, no one. He was in a good position; he could easily lean forward and kiss her chest, which he did happily, before he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He heard her breath catch slightly and stilled for a minute until she could relax. He began lightly sucking, massaging gently with his tongue, before Bailey gasped underneath him. He brought his other hand up to massage the breast he wasn't paying attention to, before switching sides. "Feels good, Daryl," she moaned softly, and Daryl smiled against her chest, happy she was enjoying herself.
She took his hard length into her hand, and began running her hand up and down a few times, changing pace, and how much pressure she was applying. She could instantly tell that Daryl liked it. She felt his cock throb under the work of her hand and smiled mischievously, as Daryl groaned against her breasts.
Daryl ran his hands over her stomach before they began wandering over her thighs, and up the insides, before he ran a finger down her core, feeling her to be wet for him already. "So wet for me, ain't ya Bailey?" He pressed his lips to hers again, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he kissed her passionately, urgently, as she moaned with need for him. He smirked, as he placed his hands around her and lifted her forward into his lap, where she placed her hands on his waist, and her legs around him and resting on the sides of the bike.
Bailey began to grind against him gently, and Daryl groaned at the feeling of being so close, but not inside her. He needed her more than he needed oxygen; he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest, as she licked around his ear. "Fuck me, Daryl," she whispered, her hands moving behind him to grip onto the handlebars. "Fuck me hard and fast."
Daryl smirked against her neck, before pulling away, and positioning himself at her entrance, his hands resting themselves on her hips, so he could guide her down onto him. Bailey slid down easily onto his cock; she was so wet for him. She felt him stretch her as he kept on going, deeper and deeper, and she tossed her head back, moaning in pleasure as he filled her. "Oh god, Daryl, you feel so fucking good," she whispered, as she leaned forward to nuzzle her face into his neck. "You've got no idea..." Daryl growled and pulled her tightly against him, as they sat like that for a bit, just kissing and feeling each other, their bodies connected.
Soon, Bailey's hips were rocking against his, slowly to begin with, just enough to make them both let out little gasps of pleasure. Daryl shifted and wrapped an arm around her back and began to thrust into her, in a slow rhythm, as he seemed to go deeper every time he pressed back into her.
Soon Daryl had lost the steady pace he had started with, and he was fucking her hard, his strokes fast and rough, as she whimpered and moaned into his chest. She knew Daryl needed the release, but she had to admit, it did feel fucking good. She rocked her hips against him; meeting everything he gave her, and knew she was getting closer and closer to the edge, as her breathing began to come out faster. Daryl gently caressed her breasts as she rode him, sending sparks of pleasure shooting all through her body.
Bailey couldn't hold back her orgasm any longer and threw her head back, as she came with a small scream. Fuck it, it's not like they were a secret or anything. Daryl didn't slow down, he wanted to see how far he could push her, and he wanted to fuck her until she had trouble walking. He wanted to make her feel good; make her see sex wasn't something to be afraid of after what those bastards had done to her. "God, yer so tight," he groaned, as he slowed his speed slightly, before pounding into her again, making her cry out. Bailey's head was fuzzy with pleasure, as Daryl kept on thrusting up into her, waves of pleasure just kept rolling through her body. Little whimpering sounds were escaping her throat as she felt the pressure building and building again, as she buried her face into his sweaty neck.
As her tight walls contracted around his cock, squeezing harder and harder, Daryl knew he wouldn't be able to keep this up for much longer. "Ain't gonna last much longer," he groaned, as he watched her, fuck, she was beautiful. Her long brown curls tumbling down her back, her slender legs wrapped around him, her beautiful eyes sparkling at him as he pleasured her.
"It's OK, Daryl, let go," she panted, finding it difficult to speak from breathlessness. "I want you to cum for me." She knew he was the one who needed to release the stress and tension anyway; he was just trying to make her feel good.
With loud growl, and a sudden, harsh thrust, Bailey felt his cock twitch inside of her, before she felt sudden warmth, as he emptied himself into her, panting heavily. He quickly reached down and flicked her clit, rubbing the hard little nub furiously. Bailey gasped in shock, every nerve ending sensitive, and before she knew it, she shot over the edge once more, nearly screaming with the rush of another orgasm, this one harder than any of the others, as she shook violently on top of Daryl, trying not to fall off the bike.
"Oh my god." She gasped as she felt Daryl kiss her breasts as they rode out their mind blowing orgasms.
"I ain't no god, Bailey." Daryl said holding her close.
"You are to me," she said softly, as she kissed him and leaned against him, with Daryl still inside her. "Apart from being the most perfect man, you're quite the sex god too. I can see why Karen would be attracted to you," she joked.
"There's only one woman I'm attracted to and that's you, darlin." Daryl said as he held her close and she cuddled into him.
"I love you so much." She said kissing him lovingly.
"I love ya too, sweetheart," he said as he kissed her neck. "And Aoife, and Dean," he said as he helped her off the bike. "And any other kids we have," he said with a smile, as they got dressed, and walked back to the house holding hands.
They headed inside the house where they saw Aoife playing with Sophia and the other kids as they heard Dean cry.
"I'll get him." Bailey said warmly.
Daryl smiled and kissed her gently as Bailey headed upstairs to their bedroom, where she found Dean in his crib, crying for his mother. "Hey, little man," she said with a smile as she picked him up. "Mommy's here."
Dean snuffled and cuddled into her as she unbuttoned her shirt and started to breast feed him.
He cooed at her and placed his tiny hand on her right breast.
She sat down on the bed and stroked his hair softly as he fed; memorized by the striking resemblance he had to his father. "You're perfect, aren't you little man?" Bailey asked softly. "Just like your daddy."
Dean laughed at that and cuddled into her more as he slowly fell asleep.
"Mommy and daddy love you."
She smiled down at her sleeping son and rocked him gently, before standing up and placing him back into his crib, kissing his forehead gently. "Sweet dreams, angel."
She kissed his forehead lovingly as she went back downstairs and sat beside Daryl.
They'd seen Rick come downstairs with Anna's arms wrapped around him to keep him steady, as she helped him into the sitting room and down onto a sofa.
"Hey man, how ya feelin'?" Daryl asked.
"A lot better than I did earlier." Rick said with a smile as he pulled Anna into him.
"We're just glad you're ok." Bailey said softly.
Daryl nodded. "Yeah, and we got Karen and three of those bastards in the basement. They uh... they were having sex in the garden."
Anna looked shocked and confused. "Why the hell would she do that?" she asked disgusted.
"Liam said they were marking their territory." Bailey said disgusted.
"God, I swear she's like a fucking dog," Anna mumbled, as she held Rick tightly, scared to let him out of her sight again. "Her and Lori."
"Yeah, yer tellin' us," Daryl laughed, as Aoife walked over to them and sat up on the sofa.
"Daddy, mama what does doggy style mean?" She asked innocently as Rose sat on Will's lap along with Dylan.
"What did yer say?" Daryl asked stunned.
"I said what does doggy style mean?"
Bailey covered her mouth in an attempt not to laugh, as Daryl stared at his daughter, his lips parted in shock. He looked at Rick and Anna who just laughed.
"Don't look at us," Rick smirked. "She's your daughter."
"Where the hell did ya hear that?" Daryl asked Aoife.
"I saw Karen and one of the men do it." Aoife said worried that she had made her daddy angry at her for saying that.
"I'm sorry daddy." She burst into tears as she started to cry.
Daryl cursed himself quietly and pulled Aoife into him and Bailey, hugging her tightly. "Shh, sweetheart, don't cry, it's alright. Daddy ain't mad at ya," he assured her as he brushed away the tears from her cheeks. "It's just somethin' ya ain't supposed to know until yer older, alright?"
"Yes daddy." Aoife said cuddling into them and she fell asleep, her light little sniffs making everyone smile.
Judith cooed then and crawled over to where Carl was with Rick and Anna, she pointed at them all happily before speaking.
"Mama, dada, Larl, baby."
Anna and Rick both looked at each other in shock and delight as Rick scooped down to pick up Judith. "That's right baby! Good girl!" he said proud as Judith grinned at him. "You're a smart girl, aren't you?"
"Dada, mama, Larl." Judith cooed at them all happily as they heard knocking on the door and Bailey went to answer it to see a young man and a woman.
"Hello can I help you?" She asked kindly.
The woman nodded. "I hope so. My name is Agent Catherine Frost, and this is my partner, John Mason. We're from the FBI, or at least, what's left of it. May we come in?"
"Sure, please come in." Bailey said showing them inside the house and into the living room where the others were looking curiously at the two new people.
"Who are they, Bailey?" Daryl asked as he got up.
"They're from the FBI, Daryl." She said soothingly.
Daryl looked at them warily as they sat down along with Rick and Anna. "May we have your names please?" Catherine asked as she took out a notepad.
Rick nodded. "I guess uh... I'm Rick Grimes, this is Anna Stewart, Bailey Greene and Daryl Dixon," he said as he looked at them carefully. "Why are you here?"
"We're here about Judith Maeve Grimes." John explained and Rick went into protection mode, he pulled Carl, Anna and Judith into him tightly.
"Why do you want to know about her?" He asked calmly but he was worried that they wanted to take his baby girl away from him and Anna.
"We've been informed that she is not in fact your daughter, and that her birth mother would like full custody of her," Catherine explained.
"After what she did to her, she abandoned her in the freezing cold and she ended up getting sick and nearly died!" Rick snapped at her.
"Lori claims you have been abusing her." John said quietly.
"Abusing her?" Anna spat appalled. "Take a look at her, check her over. The only person who abused her was Lori and her good for nothing friends!"
John and Catherine looked at Judith who was clinging to Rick and Anna. "Mama. Dada."
"We'll need to take statements from all of you and we'll need to take Judith away." John said quietly when Anna stood up.
"No, you're not taking her away."
"Miss Stewart, we had a complaint against child abuse. Even after the end of the world, that is a serious matter," Catherine said firmly. "We have to follow procedure. We can assure you if the claims are found out to be false, you'll have her back in no time."
Anna felt tears build in her eyes and Rick got up which was a bit awkward but he managed and held her tightly to him as she started to cry.
"We never hurt her, Rick." She sobbed.
"I know we didn't," Rick said firmly as he rubbed her back gently. "Now come on Anna, don't cry. We're going to sort this out. They're going to find that we never hurt her, and we're going to get Judith back, alright?"
She nodded and gave him a watery smile as she gathered some clothes for Judith and her toys but not all of them and a photo of all of them.
"Mama, dada, Larl." Judith sobbed.
"Don't cry, baby," Rick said softly as he kissed her forehead. "We're going to see you soon. These people will look after you until then, alright?" He looked up at Catherine and handed her Judith's bag. "Y'all better take good care of her."
"We will and the trial is after tomorrow." Catherine told them as she watched all of them say good bye to Judith with Aoife sobbing as she cuddled her friend.
"Love you Judy."
"Fa," Judith cooed as they said goodbye, and Catherine picked up Judith.
"We'll see you at the trial. We'll come and pick the two of you up around ten," she told them as they went out the front door.
They all watched them go and Anna felt like everything was falling apart around her as she watched them drive her away with Judith, her daughter, her little baby girl.
She broke down and let everything fall into the darkness.
Rick was by her side in seconds. "Anna, come on, don't do this," he said as he shook her gently, and struggled to pull her up onto the sofa with his injuries. "Come on Anna. If you give up now, you're letting Lori win!" he said as he tried to get her back. "Goddammit, we can't let her win. I need you with me; I need you strong for us to get Judith back. Things are only going to go badly if we let them."
"Its not fair Rick, we'd never hurt her." Anna sobbed and he held her tightly as she sobbed into him and stroked her hair gently.
"I know Anna, I know." He said holding her close as Carl sat beside them.
"Dad's right mom," Carl said softly as he squeezed her hand. "We shouldn't be upset, we should be figuring out a way to get her back," he said firmly.
She nodded and wiped her eyes as she rubbed her stomach which was showing a bit of a bump and she hugged them both tightly.
"Why the hell would Lori say that?" Beth asked upset.
"Because she's a horrible, bitter woman who has nothing better to do than make everyone else's life hell," Rick said with a slight shrug.
"Should have killed her when we had the chance," Merle mumbled.
"You're telling me." Anna said sadly as they all headed upstairs to bed and to get ready for the trial tomorrow.
"We just tell the truth," Rick said softly, as they got changed and climbed into bed with Carl in the middle. "Tell them everything, and surely the judge will be able to see that it's us that Judith loves," he assured her. "Everything's going to be fine, and once this is over, it's war with Lori and that group."
"I know I'm just worried that they'll think I'm not a good mother." Anna said sighing sadly as she and Rick held hands and Carl sat beside them.
"Was Connor always bad?" Carl asked his parents.
"Yeah, he used to push me around a lot," Anna said quietly. "Alistair would stick up for me, stop him from hurting me too much," she said with a sad smile. "But he's gone now, he can't hurt me anymore."
Carl nodded and curled into them as he fell asleep and she looked at Rick with soft eyes.
"How are you?" She asked softly.
"I'm alright," Rick said with a small smile. "Still hurts a little, but it will heal. As soon as we have Judith back, we're all going to end this, so we can have peace."
She gave him a sad smile as she curled into him and rubbed his arm softly before she fell asleep and he held her to him tightly.
"I love you, Rick."
"I love you too, Anna," he said softly, as he fell asleep, both of them trying to get some rest for the trial tomorrow.
The next morning Anna helped Rick shower as he had trouble moving his scarred arms and she rubbed him softly as they both washed.
"God I hope Judith's alright." She said worried.
"She'll be fine," Rick assured her. "They have to take good care of her, it's their job," he said as they showered.
Rick wore a suit he had found in one of the wardrobes, while Anna put on a navy dress that just fit over her bump, as the two of them went down to get breakfast before they were picked up for the trial.
The others were there as well eating breakfast and Bailey handed Anna a plate with French toast and eggs, mushrooms and venison.
"Thanks Bailey." She said softly.
"No problem." Bailey told her as she fed Dean some eggs.
"How are you two feeling about today?" Hershel asked them with a warm smile.
"Alright," Rick said quietly. "We know what we have to do, tell the truth, and make sure they know we love Judith. Hopefully they see she loves us too."
"I'm sure they will Rick." Morgan assured them as they heard a knock on the door and opened it to see Catherine at the door with John.
"May we come in?"
Carol nodded and let them into the kitchen, where Catherine gave the two of them a small smile. "We're ready whenever the two of you are," she said quietly.
They both got up and hugged Carl tightly along with the others before they followed Catherine and John into the car and drove off.
"So your lawyer representing you for today is going to be William Ford," John told them as they pulled up at the courthouse and got out of the car. "He's pretty good, but make sure you follow what he says, and don't let Lori's lawyer get to you."
Rick nodded as he helped Anna out of the car and they went into the court house where they saw Lori and T-Dog talking to a dark haired young woman.
"Mr Grimes, Miss Stewart?" A young man asked them kindly.
"That's us," Rick said as he shook his hand. "Who are you?"
"I'm William? Your lawyer?" the man replied as he showed them to their seats. "Are you prepared for today?"
"Yes we are, we just want our daughter back." Anna said holding Rick's hand tightly as they saw a male judge come in along with the jury.
"All rise for the judge." A man called out.
Everyone stood up as the judge took his seat. "What are the charges against the accused, Mr Ford?" the judge asked.
"Your honour the charges are child abuse, abandoning the infant in appalling weather and attacking her ex husband." William said calmly.
"How does the defendant plead, Mrs Smoke?" The judge asked the red haired woman.
"Not guilty, your honour." The woman answered without hesitation.
The judge nodded. "You may call the first witness to the stand."
"Your honour I'd like to call, Rick Anthony Grimes to the stand?" William asked and the judge nodded as Rick got up and made his way to the stand.
The judge looked at Rick. "Please stand. Raise your right hand. Do you promise that the testimony you shall give in the case before this court shall be the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?"
Rick nodded. "I do."
The judge looked back to William. "Proceed."
"Rick can you tell us how Judith came to be in your and Anna's care?" Will asked calmly.
"We were staying at the prison and Lori arrived there, she walked to where Anna was and put Judith in her arms before driving away." Rick said calmly as Anna gave him a soft smile.
"What happened after that?" Will asked gently.
"We took her in, we went to get food for her and supplies. We nearly lost some of our people in the process, including Anna," he said quietly. "But we cared for Judith; made sure she was warm enough, fed, and looked after."
"Did Lori ever try and get in contact with you after she handed over Judith?" Will asked.
Rick nodded. "She came back one day demanding we give her Judith. She shot out friend, and threatened to kill everyone, so we gave Judith over and planned to get her back without any more of our group getting hurt."
"And what happened after that?"
"We found Judith a few miles from the house and she was very ill, she had been in the rain and we nearly lost her if hadn't been for our friends." Rick said thinking back.
"What happened then?" Will asked kindly.
"Lori came back and demanded to have Judith back, I said no and that if she came anywhere near her, I would kill her." He said calmly.
"When was the next time you seen Lori after that?" Will asked.
"When we went to Woodbury to try and kill the people who had hurt my friend. We found her having sex with another man, not even her husband. When we were leaving Woodbury, she stabbed me and shot at me, before dragging me off and putting me in a shed where she and her husband tortured me before I found a way to escape."
"Did Lori follow you?" Will asked as the jury listened with horrified faces and even the judge looked horrified.
"No she didn't." Rick said quietly.
"No further questions your honour." Will said feeling horrified.
The judge nodded. "You may return to your seat, Mr Grimes," he said quietly, as Rick got up and left the stand. "Please call your next witness."
"I'd like to call Anna Laurel Stewart to the stand your honour." Will asked softly.
"You may." The judge granted.
Anna got up and walked to the stand, her walk confident as she held her head high. "Please stand. Raise your right hand. Do you promise that the testimony you shall give in the case before this court shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?" the judge asked.
"I do, your honour," Anna replied, as she sat down.
"Anna what was your relationship with Lori Ronson?" Will asked kindly.
"It wasn't very good, Lori slept with my boyfriend at the time Shane Walsh and I broke up with him and moved away." Anna said calmly.
"Was she ever rude to you?" He asked softly.
She was always rude to me," Anna said as she glared at Lori. "She hated me. And that didn't stop once the world ended either."
"What happened when she arrived at the farm?" Will asked her.
"We found out that she was still having affair with Shane," Anna explained. "So I told Rick, thinking it would be the friendly thing to do. After that she always seemed to be trying to get back at me one way or the other. She had a vendetta against me," Anna mumbled. "That went on right up until she left the farm with Shane."
"What happened after you were forced off the farm?" Will asked her kindly.
"We moved around a lot and Lori joined up with us, she said Shane had been killed by walkers and that it was just her and T-Dog." She said sighing.
"But she was lying?"
"Yes. After T-Dog set our house on fire, and tried to poison us with his food. We were staying in a shop, a factory of sorts, when Shane's men started attacking us, and he took Lori and T-Dog away with him. We had to leave our home at the time, and that's how we ended up at the prison."
"After you went on a run to get supplies for Judith, we believe you were captured by Shane and... Your brother..." he said frowning, "Where they raped you and tortured you. Was Lori present at that time? Did she try to help? Did she too torture you?"
"I can't remember to be honest, I passed out and Shane kept on telling me that I was alone, that no one would love me and he called me his rose." Anna said as she fought to stay strong.
"Can you remember what they did to you?" He asked gently.
"Yes, I can." She said and she still saw their faces as they raped her, cut her and attacked her in that town.