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EPISODE FOUR
"if only i knew what day it was"
SEASON 4

EPISODE FOUR"if only i knew what day it was"SEASON 4

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stats : day 2 at prison
GREY KINGSTON

i don't even remember falling asleep last night. surprisingly, a prison bed is more comfortable than sleeping in a car.

i pull myself out of bed and feel my jeans that're hanging off the top bunk. i had washed them last night in a bucket of water, hoping to get most of the blood out of them.

they're dry now so i slip them back on. the bandage carol wrapped around my thigh is holding up well. only a small speck of blood seeped through during the night. i step outside of my cell, the sun's coming in through the windows.

it's quiet in here as i make my way down into the main corridor of the cell block.

"goodmornin'." beth smiles at me with judith in her arms.

"mornin'." i smile back.

"hey, rick asked me to tell you to go find him once you're up. he and carl are down plantin' in the field."

i furrow my eyebrows, skeptically.

"they're on a farmin' kick." she widens her eyes and then laughs.

"oh, geez. thanks, i'll head down there now."

"you wanna take her?" she asks, causing me to stop walking any further. "down there with you?"

i look at judith propped on beth's hip, "sure."

"here ya go." she smiles, handing her to me gently.

judith looks up at me with her blue eyes and i stare at her with hesitancy and awe.

"i'm gonna be in the showers if anyone asks." beth says and then heads off in the other direction.

i carry judith outside with me, glancing down every so often. she looks so much like her mom even at this young age, i can see lori in her. i feel the pain in my heart thinking of her and how she never got to meet her daughter.

"how'd ya sleep last night?" daryl's voice knocks me out of my thoughts.

i look up at him as he changes his path to walk with me down to carl and rick.

"fine. great, actually. how 'bout you?"

"fine." he says. "i'm sorry for shootin' ya with my bow."

"don't be." i shake my head. "you didn't know me. if you wouldn't have, i probably would've tried to stab you." i look up at him with a smirk and he smiles.

"whatchu said after i shot ya ... where'd you hear that before?"

"what'd i say?" i ask, furrowing my eyebrows.

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