Crossover from the shameless world into the walking dead world...set in season five of the walking dead, Alexandria era.
Spoilers for TWD SEASONS!!!!!
---
It's been days. Hardly any food, water, rest. He's tired, they all are. He can feel his body slowly give up, it's powering down and there's nothing he can do to stop it. After losing Beth, Tyreese, he's tired. Tired of losing people. Even after the fall of the prison, he didn't think he would make it this long. He know Rick is trying, trying to keep everyone together, but it's hard. It's even harder seeing the strongest person fall.
Ian turns around and sees the walkers following them, their low moans and growls invading the space between them. They are ahead, not far ahead. Even if he had the strength to run, he wouldn't know where to go. Everyone is quiet, no one has spoken for days. The groups big, bigger that it has been since the way to Terminus. There's Rick, Carl, Michonne, Daryl, Glenn, Maggie, Tara, Carol, Rosita, Abraham, Noah, Sasha, Gabriel, Eugene, Judith, him, and Lip.
He looks over and can see Lip handing him a water bottle, he smiles softly and shakes his head.
"Drink it, we'll find more." Lip says and Ian stares back at him.
"Carol and Daryl went to go look for some more, we'll find more." Lip reassures and Ian stares at him, he always found his brothers positive attitude a good thing, it was something that made Lip a good person.
"And if we don't?" He asks and Lip nods.
"We will." He responds and hands him the water again.
Ian smiles and takes it, a small sip. He looks over and can see Abraham drinking from a whiskey bottle, he looks back at Rosita who shakes her head and grips her gun, mumbling something in Spanish. He turns back and they all stop. His stomach drops at the sight. The growls that were once behind them are moving closer, with the groups strength being low, they moved slower. The walkers had caught up. He looks back at Lip who stares at the walkers ahead of them.
"Shit." Rick whispers as he hands Judith to Carl.
Now, he can see everyone pull their guns around from their straps, their empty guns. Even himself, his finds the strength to pull his gun off of him. Lip pulls his knife out, he notices since they stopped, the walkers behind them are getting closer.
"Rick!" Glenn yells and Rick turns, he groans and everyone comes together.
"We need a plan, now." Michonne says and Ian and Lip look at each other.
"Rick, they are getting closer." Maggie says and some turn around.
"Count?" Rick asks and Eugene answers.
"20 or more, more than we can take, it's suicide if we do it on our own." Eugene says and Rick shakes his head, he notices a bridge and he slowly jogs towards it.
They all stare at him, some looking down the bridge.
"We can take them." Rick says and everyone looks at him.
"How?" Michonne asks and Rick stares back at the group.
"The bridge, let em get close, right when they attack, move so they fall, it's simple and easy, Ian, Sasha, Maggie, Glenn, take each side, everyone else, guard em, we can do this but only together." Rick says and everyone nods.
Ian gives Lip a reassured look as they walk to the sides of the bridges.
"Carl, you and the others stay on that side of the bridge wait there, we see trouble I'll holler." Rick orders and Carl nods.
