Walkers

Chapter 33- Me

Jake's POV
Michonne and I had been walking for not even a full day. We were following the road, but inside of the woods that stood next to the road. Since we had been walking non-stop, we were exhausted. It was also getting dark.

"We kind find a small opening. Camp there for the night." I told her.

She nodded and we made our way up into the woods when we found a small patch if land: about eight feet by eight feet.

"This'll do." I told her. "I'll take first watch."

"How do I know I can trust you?" She asked.

"I left with ya, didn't I?"

"I guess, but that could just be a little plan to kill me in the night. What's stopping me from doing the same?"

"I've wanted to leave for a while. Look for my family. Never had anyone to go with."

"You think they're still alive?"

"Yeah..." I pondered. "I do. They're with a good group. Rick and Daryl were probably two of my favorite people, besides my family, which includes Sophia and Carol. I just wish I could see them one last time. All of 'em."

We ate some of the food we had packed in silence.

"You can go to bed." I told Michonne when she had been finished for a while.

"Alright." She sighed.

I sat there for half of the night, deep in thought. I just thought about everything that's happened since I was "kidnapped". That fear of being eaten by the living and the fact I may never see my family again. I didn't even get to say bye...

When I couldn't handle the repetition of my darkened thoughts, I woke Michonne up.

"It's halfway through the night." I told her.

She groaned and sat up. I laid my head down and was out almost instantaneously.

I was woken up around dawn to the sounds of struggle.

Amy's POV
Having Lori gone... Was weird. She had been there most of the time, and now she was gone... Hershel's daughter, Beth, said she had always wanted to be a mother, so she had pretty much been taking care of the baby while Rick was gone on his rampage.

Lori's death had put him over the edge. He went to another part of the prison and only came back once. He held the baby and left right away.

Daryl and Maggie went on a formula run. They had brought a decent amount, but not enough. Glenn and Maggie decided to go on another run.

Jake's POV
I sat up to see Michonne struggling with a man. I stood up and grabbed the man, throwing him on the ground. It was a soldier from Woodbury.

"Jake, ye messed up." A man snuck up behind me, poking me in the back with his weapon.

I turned around and seen Merle with his knife attachment pointed at me and a handgun in his other hand.

"Michonne, grab the bags and run." I said putting my hands up.

"Michonne, if you were smart, girlie, I wouldn't do that." He told her.

"Michonne." I paused.

"Girlie." Merle said.

I punched Merle in the cheek, he turned to the side and clutched the area I punched.

"GO!" I yelled to Michonne. She took off and grabbed her bookbag.

Merle regained her balance, still a bit woozy. He aimed his gun towards Michonne and shot her in the leg. I tackled him to the ground.