Survivalist

Chapter 20

Summary:

A danger attacks your group, and changes everyones future.

Notes:

Hello everyone! I hope we're all doing good! I have decided to finish this book once the backstory is caught up to when this story first started... However, I am thinking of making it a series, just making the next book have no (or very few) backstory moments. I appreciate you all for reading!

Chapter Text

Stay alive, stay alive for me
You will die, but now your life is free
Take pride in what is sure to die 

Truce by Twenty One Pilots 

You woke up next to Rick on a sunday morning, and gazed out the window. You heard the noises of birds chirping, children laughing, small morning chatter. You let out a yawn, and stretched your arms up. Judith would be waking up in about thirty minutes. You would make breakfast, let Rick stay in bed a little later. You were dressed only in underwear, your top still off after a night of love with Rick. Your feet touched the comfortable plush carpet and you pulled yourself up, before walking towards the closet. You had several bathrobes and kimonos which you wore around the house. You put on a light blue kimono with a beautiful dove painted on it. You placed it around your body, tying it securely in between your breasts and your stomach. Only a few weeks to go. You quietly opened your bedroom door, and walked downstairs to the kitchen. You pulled a frying pan from the cupboards, and coated it with oil. There were chickens now, enough to feed the entire camp with eggs. You cracked four into the pan on heat, and began to scramble them. You placed the two plates of eggs on the table, and went to the fridge. You pulled out a jug of freshly squeezed orange juice, and poured it into two little glasses. As you did so, you heard Rick's footsteps coming down the staircase.

“Good morning beautiful.” He smiled, walking towards you. He gave you a peck on the lips before sitting down at the table and groaning at the food.
“This smells amazing.” he told you. 

You laughed and sat down across from him. You let out a sigh, like you had been standing for hours and not just a few minutes. Taking a bite of the eggs you smiled to yourself. This was all you ever wanted, right? You didn’t want or need anything crazy. You didn’t need a crazy sex life with a possible narsasist who killed twp of your friends. You didn’t need that constant praise and admiration which you got from your relationship with Negan. You just needed to be with someone who made you feel safe. Rick made you feel safe. Rick made you feel like the person that you wanted to be. And while obviously things were different, you imagined in the real world you would end up with a Rick Grimes anyways.

“So I got word from The Hilltop” Rick told you.

“Oh?” 

“They’re pitching in, giving The Sanctuary some of their food in exchange for labor. Jesus set it all up.”

You nodded at this, and took a bite of your eggs. You played with your food a little bit, scraping it around on the plate.

“And Hershel?” you asked. 

“Enids taking care of her. Jesus said that there's some woman at Oceanside who wants to adopt him… but Enid is wanting to keep him, raise him as her own. She says that's what Maggie would have wanted.”

“You believe her?”

Rick nodded, he sipped his orange juice and took your hand into his. 

“That kid will be so loved. He’ll be alright. And Enid is a good girl, she’ll take care of him. She's smart.”