Dixon or Grimes

Chapter 7

We hurry back inside the house my grin never leaving my face "Welcome back" rick says limping into the room. She watches me while I walk over to ricks side, "Does daryl know you're pregnant" she chimes. My smile falters for a second my head shaking slightly "No, but he'll know when I see him next, won't he rick" I chuckle looking up at him. He chews on his lip the corner of his mouth turning up "Yea, he will" he huffs his hand resting on my back.

"How's judith" our faces fall at the name "She's, gone" carl tells her wiping his eyes and walking back to the living room. Michonne walks forward standing in front of rick "I'm sorry" she speaks softly walking past us. Looking up at rick I pull him back to the living room. He hobbles behind me, carl pulling out food "Thanks bud" I take the small bag of chips. Sitting beside rick on the floor I shove the potato chips in my mouth. Ricks nose scrunching up "Slow down before you choke" he warns pulling the bag away from my face.

I finish chewing the salty chips and pushing the bag in his direction "I was hungry" I state taking a drink of water. The three of them laugh while they continue to eat "What" I question chuckling. Rick brings his hand forward and rubs the tip of my nose, my face getting warm when I see the crumbs on his finger. Covering my face with my hands I listen to them laugh, "I'm gonna go upstairs and check everything out" I say quickly. Using the couch to help me up I walk towards the stairs.

Walking into the bathroom I search the cabinets looking for anything useful. Finding a pack of birth control I giggle at the irony "Yea could a used that four months ago" I sigh throwing the box in the sink. There's footsteps coming up the stairs and I poke my head out watching michonne. Moving out of the bathroom I follow her to the room.

"How bad are your ribs" she questions looking through the drawers "I don't know" I answer crossing my arms. Grabbing a button down shirt she nods towards the closet "Go look see if you find anything." Nodding my head I walk towards the closet while she walks out. Looking through the very girly mom clothes I lean my head back releasing a groan. Continueing my search for something else to wear I sigh when I don't find anything. Moving to the dresser I pull the first drawer open smiling when I find a plain black t-shirt.

Walking to the bathroom I shut the door, standing infront of the mirror I look at the bump still forming. Pulling my jacket off I run my eyes over the few bruises that litter my arms. Pulling the torn tank top over my head I cover my mouth to hold back the cry. My whole right rib carries a bruise, my fingers running over the sensitive skin. My eyes catch onto the scar on my shoulder and my chest, lifting my head up I look at the purplish scar across my neck.

Grabbing the shirt I cover cover my body once again, pulling my hair up in a ponytail I put on my jacket. Walking out of the bathroom I move down the stairs passing carl. Hearing talking in the kitchen I move towards the sound. "I can't be his father and his best friend" rick says walking towards the table. Turning around he looks at me "He has lucille, but he needs someone else, I know that's a lot to throw at ya if you ever feel like you need a break."

"I'm done taking breaks" she cuts him off, he nods turning around and I walk in a hand on my hip "So what's the plan, this place is it home or just a stop along the way" michonne questions. I look at the back of ricks head curiously "Well let's, let's just stay here while we figure it out" he answers urning around to face the two of us. "Well we need more supplies I'll go with carl to get some" she states turning away. "I'll come to" I look over at him, michonne turning back around "You were unconscious yesterday" I object.

"Well I'm awake today" he argues "You need your strength, one more day, please" I plead leaning against the table. "You're not coming either" michonne says and I turn around "You need rest too" she argues pointing at my stomach. Huffing I watch her walk off rick places his lips on top of my head. Leaning my head back he plants another kiss on my lips a smile instantly forming. Walking behind carl and michonne we step on the porch "You know how long you'll be gone" rick asks "Fill up a couple bags" michonne answers and rick looks at the broken watch.