Walking Dead: Building Your Own Hope

Chapter 11 of my Walking Dead story, enjoy.

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Season 3: Episode 11

Jamie and Andrew grimaced as they kept down low, careful to try and stay hidden under the bush, watching Simon and his men looked around.

"Where the fuck are they?" Simon snarled.

Andrew bit his lip and looked over at the other side of the clearing, where Marissa was still ducking down behind cover too. She met his gaze and shook her head fearfully.

"Simon, we-"

Simon rounded on the man. "Shut up, they're here, c'mon, it's obvious. Find them."

The others split up to look around. Jamie shook his head at Andrew who had turned to him.

"But, Marissa-" He hissed.

"We can't." Jamie said. "They're are too many, they'll kill us."

Andrew fought not to groan, it was horrible, seeing his beloved over the other side and being unable to go to her, to help her. All while the Saviours were right in front of them, dangerously close to finding them on more and one occasion, especially Marissa who twice had Simon come right up to her hiding spot and almost find her.

'Oh God, oh God, please no.' Marissa thought both times.

It didn't help that there were only three of them here, they had no idea what happened to Beth, Brian and Carl. Carl being missing was certainly a terror for Jamie, who wondered where his boyfriend had gone.

After an extremely tense wait, they finally had a moment of relief as finally, with Simon cursing and growling, the Saviours left the clearing and they stayed put and listened as they waited for the sounds of the footsteps and in some cases, voices and such, faded away.

"Alright, finally." Andrew breathed a sigh of relief. "C'mon-"

He was about to get up when suddenly Jamie grabbed him and held him down, looking frantically over at Marissa and shaking his head quickly. She had been about to get up but then stopped too, blinking, confused but worried.

"Jamie-" Andrew hissed.

Jamie turned to him. "Not yet."

"But."

"Shh." Jamie jerked his head. "Listen."

Andrew did so and froze, they could hear it, a single set of footsteps, getting closer and closer and then, another noise. A distinctive, creepy whistle as Negan stepped into the clearing, the bat Lucille held in his hands as he whistled again, looking around with a smirk forming on his face.

"Where are you hiding, little piggies?" He taunted.

He began to walk again, drawing closer to Jamie and Andrew.

'Shit…'

Then, startling everybody, even Negan, a gunshot rang out. Finally Negan sighed and shook his head.

"Well what the fuck." He grumbled as he stalked off.

He walked out of the clearing, narrowly missing Marissa and continued onwards until finally, this time, there truly was silence afterwards, no other Saviours were nearby. Jamie nodded to Andrew and the duo got out from their hiding place and, seeing this, Marissa emerged from her hiding place and they hurried over. They were dishevelled, their knees dirty, but luckily they were unhurt and safe. Andrew and Marissa hugged tightly as Jamie looked around.

"C'mon, we...we better hurry."

They both parted and nodded and they hurried from the clearing, making sure to head well away from Negan and the others.

They finally reached the edge of the woods, finding themselves luckily at the very spot they had entered the woods from in the first place.

"We...we know the way back from here." Marissa noted. "But, the others…?"

"Sophia, Mikey, Enid, Alden and Laurel all will have gone home by now." Jamie replied. "But.

"Guys."

They turned and relief flooded them as they saw Carl, Beth and Brian also emerging from the woods, like them they were dishevelled but thankfully unhurt and it was clear they were all safe.

"Thank God." Brian muttered. "When we heard that shot, I...We…"

Beth shook her head. "We're just glad you're alright."

Carl pulled Jamie into a tight hug and the two shared a soft kiss.

"I was so worried about you." Carl remarked.

Jamie smiled. "Me too, I'm sorry I worried you."

"Same." Carl paused and then looked around at everyone. "Guys we can't stick around, they might come back looking for us...we should go see if dad is at the station, or at least find anyone we can report to."

"Carl?" Beth wondered.

"We need to report this, you heard them, those are the guys who kidnapped the Morales family." Carl explained.

They finally realized what he was getting at and agreed, quickly making their way to the police station and hoping to reveal what had just happened and get this seen to, even if it was too late to catch them it might lead them to a place to check, to hopefully find and save the Morales family.

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Negan grunted as he swung Lucille for the last time, finishing off the victim, the one who had shot and killed one of his men.

"Blood for blood, Shane Walsh, blood for blood." He remarked.

He glared down at the corpse of the man who had called himself Shane Walsh, the man who Negan had exacted justice on for the killing of one of his men, using Lucille to bash the man's skull in. With Negan's signal the Saviours left the corpse there, if it was found it was found, if not, the animals would get it. As they left, the Saviours had no idea they had actually just saved two teenage boys from being hunted down and killed by a disgusting homophobe as that had been Shane's intent that night, to find and kill Jamie and Carl as punishment for their actions that he felt were not only disgusting, but also to blame for him practically losing his job. Now he was dead and the boys were safe, from him at least.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.