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Old Injuries, New Treatments

"-and then she put it in the splint. I'm pretty sure I passed out, it hurt like hell." Carl held my fixed wrist in his hands, checking out the protective cast around it. "It's gonna be okay, I just can't use it for about a month."

"So, she just fixed it? Just like that?" His eyebrows were furrowed together and I giggled.

"Yes, it was a clean break. It's gonna be better in no time." He still looked unsure but placed my arm down anyway, leaning back against the couch. "I'm worried about Enid. Did she say where she was going?"

He sighed and shook his head. "She came over to say goodbye, she was looking for you. She told me to tell you 'maybe next time'."

I held an amused smile, thinking back to the promise she made. I couldn't be mad that she broke it. "Maybe we should go find her. Once everything's okay here. We've got new guards on the wall, but it's hard with everyone else gone. We don't have a lot of people to spare."

"Are you okay?" He asked with a look of concern.

"How do you mean?"

"Well...you killed that guy. You kinda saved me. I knew he was attacking us but I didn't wanna kill him. And I'm guessing you killed the one who did this." He pointed to my forehead.

The attack earlier in the day only seemed to prove Rick's point. None of my original group had been killed, only the people of Alexandria. Maybe this would be the final push to convince them Rick was right.

"I don't know. It's not like I wanna kill people, but I get that sometimes I need to. I can't let them live if they're just gonna hurt someone else." I considered my words, feeling only a partial truth. I remembered at the prison when I shot the man in the hat, and the woman at Terminus who wore the poncho. Sure, they were bad people who could've hurt my family, but was there a specific reason why I chose them as my targets? The man in the hat had pissed me off several times, and the fact that lady was wearing the poncho I had become attached to ticked me off in a strange way. Maybe a part of me did want to kill them.

I noticed Carl's gaze on me and I realised I had stopped mid sentence. I broke his waiting expression with a small kiss, feeling him relax slightly.

"I'm okay."

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