Okay so this chapter has taken a ot longer to write than I had hoped. The only excuse I can come up with is the extreme stress I have been under with having moved a province away from my parents and sister for the first time and it is way harder than I ever thought. Also this job I moved for is sooooo not what I had hoped it would be.
Anyway since my birthday was on Tuesday I wouldn't mind a few reviews to tell me what you think of this story so far and what you think might be coming up soon. !
Happy September folks!
Disclaimer- I do not own anything Walking Dead related. I just like to play with the characters and see where things go.
Summary- Judith Grimes also known as the lil' Ass Kicker is 18 and all grown up. She is on her own in the world of walkers and bad people having gotten separated from her older brother Carl a few years prior. With her family gone can she make it in this world. Will a chance meeting with a surely 16 year old change everything. Follow Judy as she makes her mark on the world gone to hell.
Beth's POV
Flashback
"Everything will work out. You just got to have a little faith." I said into the bright room filled with my husband and son.
"Really mom the faith talk?"
"Well when you start to listen to your dear mother I will stop with all the insightful speeches you hate so much." I replied sarcastically.
"Listen to your mother." Daryl said from his seat at the small table where he was busy cleaning out the guts of a rabbit he had caught earlier that morning. I smiled over at him earning myself his classic side smirk.
"dad will you ever take my side on things?" Jack questioned Daryl who looked like he was ready to bolt from the room and this conversation.
"Son I hope one day you will learn that it is best to let the woman in your life be right. Happy wife happy life." He concluded.
"Yeah well maybe if there were more people in this world and I wasn't growing up with just the two of you to talk to I would know better." Jack said sternly before he stalked off up the stairs of the old funeral home we had made into our family home.
"He's right Daryl. We can't keep living just the three of us. He needs interaction with others. Eventually we need to find other people."
"We don't even know if any of them are still alive Beth. It's been 15 years."
"But they could be." I said. "Maggie and Glenn could be." I went on, he continued to just stare at me. "Rick and…"
"Beth leave her out of this okay. It does you no good to keep thinking about her."
"But Daryl she was everything to me back at the prison. I wish I knew if she was still alive even."
"Perhaps one day we will find someone who knows what happened to the others." He said. "Now that Jack is older I guess we can start looking again."
"Thank you Daryl."
End flashback
It took longer to get to Florida than expected. A storm blew in and lasted for over a week. We were stuck holed up in a farm house close to the border between Georgia and Florida. Finally we made it to a small town area on the coast. We came across a large beach house surrounded by a cement fence. The waves crashed upon the shore in a peaceful calming manor. I stood in front of the gate watching the water, my thoughts wandering to the farm house and the events from a few weeks ago. Daryl surrounded by all those walkers, not knowing if he is alive and looking for us.
We cleared the house fair quickly before I allowed myself to think about the past. "Mama? You gonna come inside?" Jack questioned as he came to stand beside me. I looked away from the waves still crashing beautifully against the rocks and sand and looked over to see him now staring out at the peaceful scene.
"Yes in a few minutes. I'm just thinking." I told him.
"About dad?" He asked quietly turning to face me now.
"Yeah. I miss him."
"Me too mama. Me too."
I followed him inside the large home to find Judith cooking something in the open fire place in the grand living room. The whole place screamed the OC to me. I chuckled a little as I thought back on the one TV show Maggie and I were both obsessed with before the turn.
"What's so funny?" Judy questioned me with a small smile.
"I was just thinking of this show on TV that Maggie and I used to love before the turn. It was called the OC and it was about these California teens who grew up with tons of money and privilege. It was pretty funny most of the time. Until they killed off my favourite character." I told them. I had explained to Jack what TV was a long time ago but sadly it is something from the world he will never know and I don't know what that town Judith lived in had but I doubt TV was on anyone's mind. "Anyway it's ancient history now."
"Well it sounds delightful Beth." Judith commented. She pulled the dinner she was making from the fire and dealt out helpings for each of us.
"Thank you sweetie."
"No problem. How was the water out there."
"The beach is amazing. I am glad you both talked me into coming here instead of staying around back woods Georgia."
"Mama, dad knows the plan if things were to go south. Which they did. Ya gotta have faith that he will find his way here." Jack told me seriously between bites of food.
"If he is even still alive." I replied bitterly.
"Everything will work out. You just got to have a little faith."
"So you were listening to me all those times I gave you insightful advice." I smirked.
"Well yeah mama I always listened to what you say." He told me sweetly.
"We can't be the only survivors. Someone else will find us. You are right they all knew the plan. Plus we left a few clues along the way that only those that know to look for them will see and follow."
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The months began to speed by and so enough winter had set in and then spring was back. Walkers remained scarce in the area and the cement wall was still holding strong. I never realized how strong of a connection Jack and Judith had made until it was just the three of us alone in this giant strong hold of a beach house. The pride I felt towards my son and the amazing way he treated the young girl I had cared for when she was so small warmed my heart. I only wished my husband could be here to see it for himself.
"JACCK." Judith screeched in laughter as he chased her down the beach. Our eyes always on the lookout for danger but no longer plagued by the fear of death at every turn. We had decided long ago that we needed to embrace the small moments that made for a happy life.
"Gottcha." He said as he caught up to her, his arms snaking around her waist. The sun was setting on the horizon as she turned herself around and stood on her tip toes to kiss him. I turned my head away then as I didn't want to intrude on their moment any more than I already have. I watched the length of the beach, a lone figure was walking at a brisk pace towards us. My alerts went on high as I rushed to my son and Judith and rushed them into the house and down to the cellar we made into our armoury. "We wait to see who it is. They pose a threat we take em out." Jack said as we marched back towards the main room that held the door to the outside.
A loud banging on the door began as we readied our weapons. "Go the hell away or we will blow you away." I yelled through the still closed door. I could see jack inching towards the boarded up windows and peeking through a crack hoping to get a glimpse of the person outside.
"BETH!" A very familiar voice yelled back. My weapon lowered and I stumbled back as Judith made to open the door quickly. I stared into a pair of eyes I never thought I would see again…
Alrighty then everyone please drop a review and tell me who it is that is standing in the doorway.