The Reckless and Forgotten (Rick Grimes)

Chapter 9

This chapter is dedicated to @MrsReedusLol because she is a great person and she's awesome! Also I noticed that she loves The 100 and I love The 100 too so there's another reason to love her.

Picture of Nikolai to the side (a.k.a. Kit Harington) as well as a great song.

~Ginger’s POV~

Finally, I thought.

I had found a damn candle and I had finished To Kill A Mockingbird.

Accomplishment was an understatement.

 

Glancing down at my watch, I noticed that it was nearly 5:45 in the morning.

Nikolai, Sasha, Rick and I had scheduled a run today and we were meeting near the gates at 6:30.

Well, there’s no point in sleeping now.

 

I shoved my feet into my boots and strapped my knives on.

Whistling softly, I nudged Atsuki’s foot until he woke up and relocated from his perch to my shoulder.

I grabbed the book and a plastic baggy of cashews that I had stowed away in my cell.

 

Atsuki and I munched on the cashews as we made our way to the library.

I wanted to return the book before I forgot it wasn’t mine.

Passing the dining area, I saw Sasha eating a handful of dry cereal in preparation for today.

 

We would have to travel farther than anyone here had traveled in a while since they had already cleared out the surrounding areas.

I understood why people would be nervous.

Even I was a little bit anxious about this run.

 

When it was just Patrick, Emma and me, I was the only one who got supplies.

Any place I went to, I was alone and it was always quick and easy.

Get in, get supplies, get out.

Simple.

 

The way Rick did it, however, was complex.

He planned everything out and had three solutions to any problems we might encounter.

It made me feel secure that we had backup plans, but it made me nervous that we had to plan for problems.

If they planned for problems, it means that they had encountered problems before.

 

I waved at Sasha and she shoved the rest of the cereal into her mouth as she walked over to join me.

“Hrmph,” she mumbled around a mouthful of Frosted Cheerios.

I made the same noise back at her and we both laughed quietly, trying not to wake anyone else up.

 

Upon reaching the library, I was confused.

Someone had shut the door.