TWD One-Shot/Imagines

Rick/Season 4

Your POV

Rick was never the same after Lori died. When she first died, he went mad. I saw him screaming and havering conversations with no one. No one that I could see.
At the beginning if the outbreak and even now, in tough situations I see my family. Dead family. They make me think what the best solution to that situation would be. They are always right.
I walk up to Rick's cell. Judith is in my care today.
"Are you dressed?" I whisper to Rick through the blanket covering the door.
"Yeah, what do you want," he said with annoyance. He walked up and moved the covering away to see it was me.
"Oh. It's you. Sorry I thought you were Hershel. He is in my case about those darn pigs."
"Yeah. I've got Judith today." I answer.
"Well, that's better hands than others around here," he says thinking about the new people they found on the side of the rode.
I brush off that comment and stride past him to the baby's crib. I look down to see that Judith has her red and blue pacifier. When she sees me she giggles very loudly, causing Rick to rush over. He picks her up with tender hands. My heart beats faster at that.
Judith starts cooing in her fathers arms. Rick hands her to me. I bounce her up and down gently.
" You are really good with her," Rick announces a little louder than a whisper.
"I guess, kids have always liked me," I respond right when Carl walks through the door.
"Carl you are going to follow her everywhere today. And do everything she says," Rick said gesturing to me.
"That's cool. I always have a blast spending time with you," Carl says to me. He winks and I know why. When him and I are alone we go and do practical jokes. Nothing big just toothpaste Oreos. And pig urine in the shampoo. Ahh, good times. I wonder what we will do today.
"K, just give me a sec. I'm going to give Judy a bottle. Carl go heat it up while I change her." I instruct. Carl nods and heads off.
I change Judy's diaper. She is in her blue onesie when Carl walks in with the bottle. I mutter my thanks while hoisting Judith onto my hip. Carl and Rick stand next to each other.
They are so much alike. That's one of the reasons they are always at each other's throats. They haven't had an argument in a few weeks. Yes I've been keeping count.

Hours later

Carl and I are hiding behind one of the cells wall. Reason being we are a out to get caught. Rick has figured out what Carl and I have been up to. He saw the toothpaste and package of cookies under my bed. My cell is right next to Rick's. And Carl's is on the other side.
"Carl. I know what y'all have been up to. Come out now and I won't tell Daryl that y'all stole one of his squirrels." Rick said trying to get us out of our hiding spot. Carl looks at me curiously.
"We never took his squirrels. We are smarter than that," I respond. I motion to Carl to throw a Rick in the opposite direction that we are running to. Rick falls for our trick.
We are running as fast as we can towards Daryl's perch. I open the door in a rush.
"What's wrong," Daryl asks.
"Rick found out about our practical jokes," I say out Of breath. Little did Rick know that Daryl was also with me and Carl. Daryl locks the door.
"It will take him awhile to find you. Sleep. You guys looks exhausted," Daryl commands
I wake up next to Rick. Confused I sit up without disturbing him. I don't remember what happened. Damn. I must've gotten drink again with Carl and Daryl. Those two will be the death of me. I swear it.
I barely make it to Rick's toilet before I puke. I feel someone hold my hair back for which I am grateful.
"Looks like you had fun," Rick yells.
"Shh. that's hurts," I inform him.
"I know ," Rick says cheekily. He smirks.
He stands up to help me to my feet. I gab his extended hand. He turns around to get dressed. Only then I notice he is just in his boxers. I can't help but stare.
I see his defined muscles ripe across his stomach when he puts his shirt on. Stop this! I think to myself. Just tell him you like him.
I've liked him since he had come back from Atlanta with TDog and Andrea. Then I saw him run I to Lori's arms. I was crushed. Is it bad to be almost happy about Lori's Death?
"C'mon,there is something I need to tell you," Rick says dragging my arms with him. We walk out to pig pen. Rick turns to me. I see his eyes are filled with emotion.
"Rick, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" I ask concerned.
"You are the problem," he says looking down defeated.
"What?" I ask confused.
"I can't help but notice you. Everything you do I see. I knew that you, Daryl, and Carl were doing those pranks. But I couldn't bust you because I saw how happy it made you. Every time someone besides me made you smile I felt jealous. I wanted to punch a wall. I did a few times actually," he says looking down still.
"I don't get it. What are you trying to say?" I question.
He mutters something I can't hear.
"What did you say. I couldn't hear you." I say.
He looks me straight in the eye. He grabs my hands and encloses it into both of his.
"I said. That. I love you," he repeats.
I gasp knowing I've always felt the same.
"I've always loved you," I say.
He pulls me forward and softly places his lips on mine. I respond immediately. Our mouths are moving against each other fast. I feel his toughest sweep across my lower lip. I open my mouth giving him full access. After a moment, we break away gasping for breath.
He looks at me with a fling in his eyes and says.
"You will never know how much I love you."
"I can live with that," I say.