Papá's Girl

Always Papá's Girl

©JRF2016

     Over these last few months everything seemed to fall into place. Shane and I were getting closer. Papáseemed to be doing so much better, he had a new blade on his right stump and Uncle Daryl had found some more prosthetic for his left so he could actually use a weapon in that hand if need be. He was becoming part of the group and blending in, which for Papáwas a huge deal. He was even warming up to the idea of me and Shane.

    I had slept late this morning and when I opened my eyes I saw Shane standing over me smiling. "Hey sleeping beauty," he said softly, "I thought you were going to sleep all day." I stretched as he leaned down and crawled over me to the other side of my bed. Shane rested his head on my chest and started drawing little hearts on my stomach. I kept giggling because his fingertips tickled me as they traced those hearts.

    Shane moved his head down and started placing slow, seductive kisses up and down my stomach. As his lips explored my body I could feel my body heat up, I released a small moan causing him to smile against my skin. Then he ran his tongue across my stomach as his hands explored the curves of my body. "Izzy," he croaked, his voice thick with lust as I moaned out a reply. "I've wanted this for so long," he groaned out. I smiled as he continued to run his tongue along my skin.

"Ugh," I heard Papágroan in the doorway, "I leave you alone for two minutes and you're already trying to take advantage of my baby." Shane jumped at the sound of his voice and cracked his head on the bottom of the upper bunk. "Shit," he mumbled rubbing the back of his head, "Hey Merle." I was chuckling now as I ran my hand over his head, his hair was starting to grow back now. He looked down at me and grinned. "Bella Rose, you mind helpin' your Papáout?" I jumped off the bed and pulled my shirt down. "You comin' Shane," I asked and he looked at me with that slick grin of his. "Not now I ain't."

"What was that Deputy Smartass?" Papágrowled at him. Shane ran a hand across his face in frustration, "Said I'll be there in a minute, you guys go ahead." Papájust grunted as he put his arm over my shoulders and walked me outside. "So what was it you needed help with Papá?"

"Nothin'. I just wanted to get you away from playboy in there before he could take advantage of you."

"Oh, Papá!" I groaned, "I ain't a little girl no more!"

"Yer my little girl," he argued. He sat down on the bleachers in the courtyard and pulled me down next to him, "You're always gonna be my baby girl." I hugged him and rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. "I love you Papá."

"What the hell!" He half screamed in my ear. Before I could set up completely and respond a loud explosion rocked the entire prison. Papá covered my head and when we stood back up I looked out across the field to see some fool standing on top of a tank. "Rick!" He yelled as Rick and the others appeared on either side of us. Shane inched closer to me and slipped his arm around my waist. Papá eyed him for a second as this joker tried to get Rick to come down to talk to him. "The Governor, I thought we were rid of him," Papá muttered under his breath. "Is Hershel on this council?" The Governor yelled to Rick as one of his henchmen pulled the old mad out of one of the trucks and put him on his knees in front of that tank, "Michonne? Is she on the council too?" My jaw dropped, he had Hershel and Michonne both, hands bound and on their knees like he was ready to execute them. Beth and Maggie were at the fence almost in tears, afraid for their father. I let out a small cry myself as I reached over and took my Papá's hand. He looked down at our hands and then slipped his arm around me pulling me closer to him. Shane released his clutch on me and let me slide over into papa's arms. Rick walked down closer to the fence to talk to this asshole. Shane followed but kept his distance.

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    I listened as Rick tried to reason with this asshole. Rick had a bad habit of not listening to me and then we're stuck in a situation like this. I knew we should have just gone in guns blazing and just took this guy out. Now he's got two of our people and he wants our home. Rick tried to reason and I rolled my eyes. No way I was going to let that prick live here with my daughter and Isabella. I'd kill him first. "Not after Woodbury, not after Andrea," The Governor told him as he jumped down off that tank and pulled out Michonne's sword and put it up to Hershel's neck. Rick shuffled his feet. He was getting desperate now, he wasn't sure what to do. "We can all live here or none of us can. We can make this work. You put down your weapons and walk through that gate, you're one of us."