Chapter 17

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*Maggie's POV*

Glenn and I hadn't really said anything to each other the rest of the day. There was and obvious tent ion between us. I was a bit mad at him....but I don't know what for. We let the kids all sleep in the tailgate since Carl and Dylan were there so there was an awkward silence between the two of us.

"Are you gonna say something?" I asked and hugged my knees to my chest.

"What is there for me to say? You're the one who seems mad," he replied.

"I'm....I'm not mad I'm just.....frustrated," I told him. I looked through the back window to make sure the kids were okay.

"Why? What did I do?" He gave me a confused look. I didn't reply 'cause I didn't know what to say.

"What happened when you went in the house?" I asked.

"I went in and heard Harper scream. She was backed against a wall with a gun in her hand and a walker going towards her. My clip was empty so I killed the walker by smashing it head in. Then another one grabbed me and before I knew it the walker was dead 'cause Harper had shot it," he said tiredly.

"You didn't tell her to put the gun down?!" I asked a bit annoyed.

"No....." He trailed off.

"What is wrong with you?! That's our three year old daughter holding a gun! She could've shot you or even herself!" I whisper yelled.

"Well I'm sorry that I was attacked by a walker trying to save our daughter!" He yelled back and threw a hand up in the air out of frustration.

I huffed and looked out the window of the car.

There was another long awkward silence before he said, "I-I'm sorry."

"It's just.....we are supposed to be in this together," I said.

"And we are." I took my hands in his. "Mother, father, husband, wife, caregiver, lover, soul mate, best friend, whatever you wanna say doesn't change a thing. I'm with you."

I leaned forward and kissed his soft lips gently. "Me too," I said softly and put my head on his chest.

*Emmie's POV*

The next day was a drag. All we did was drive. The only fun part was that fact that I could annoy Dylan and Carl cause I sat between them.

"Can we please stop! Mia is giving me a headache," I said and covered my hears to block out the baby's cries.

Daddy honked the horn twice and everyone pulled over. Mom quickly made a bottle and gave it to Mia before everyone gathered around a cars hood to look at a map.

"We can't just keep going in one direction and hoping to get somewhere," Abraham said.

"There's nothing else to do," Rick said.

"Wait, where are we on the map?" Daddy asked. Rick pointed to the left of the center. Daddy then pulled out another map identical to Rick's and found a circled area. "Here, we should go here," he said.

"What is it?" I asked.

"When I was driving back, I noticed a fenced in school. It was big and fenced it. We could stay there until we figure this out," daddy said and Rick nodded.

"Alright, we go there."

*Glenn's POV*

I had first watch that night so I sat on top of one of the cars with a sniper rifle at my side. I heard one of the car doors open and saw Harper get out of the truck.

"Daddy!" She whispered and held her arms up.

I helped her on top of the car and placed her in my lap. "What's wrong?"

"I can't sleep," she sighed.

"Why not?"

"Because I feel bad," she whimpered and played with her dog tag necklace. "I'm sorry I made you and mommy fight last night! I didn't mean to shoot the gun. I just wanted to save you. And I've seen you, mommy, Dylan, and sissy use one."

"Harper, it's okay. Mommy and I aren't in a fight. We were just scared you would get hurt," I told her.

"Promise?" She asked and I nodded. "Pinky promise?" I smirked and wrapped my pinkie around her small finger.

"Pinky promise. Now go to sleep," I said and she snuggled close. I kissed her head and slowly rocked her to sleep like I did when she was a baby.

It was only when everything was silent when I heard a faint beeping noise. I looked around and saw nothing and looked down at Harper. I leaned my head down and listened to her necklace.

It was beeping.

*Unknown's POV*

"That's right. Come right into our trap," I said and watched the group of people make their way towards us. For once I was glad to have my solar powered computer.

"Uh sir? Are you sure this is a good idea?" My assistant asked. "They have women and children with them."

"And I don't give a shit," I replied harshly. "That little girl was stupid enough to take that necklace and fall right into my trap."

"She's a toddler! You can't do this sir!" My assistant yelled shakily.

"Shut up!" I snapped and turned back to the computer screen. "These helpless people are walking strait towards their death."

A/N
What is going through yours minds right now? I think I've dug muskeg into a hole with this one.

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