Guns and Roses (Rick Grimes)

Chapter Twenty Nine

     The next morning, I was outside with a few of the group. We were walking the fence, seeing that there were way more walkers than normal. The fences were practically buckling from the weight of the walkers, but we couldn't do much. We killed some, but we also had to deal with the walkers that were trying to crawl over the dead ones.

"Walkers! Walkers in D!" I heard, causing us all to run off to the cell block where the walkers were.

         The group and I took out many walkers in the cell block, and we saved as many people as we could. We had later found out that Patrick had died in his sleep, came back as a walker, and started the walker invasion in the cell block. Once we had gotten rid of the bodies, we had went back to doing some of our jobs. Daryl and I worked together digging graves for the dead, but we had to wear face covers the entire time.

       Later, Daryl went with Rick to drive the pigs out and dump them out for the walkers, to pull them from the fences. Hershel, Rick, Daryl, and I were sure that the pigs were the reason Patrick had gotten sick, since the oldest pig was sick itself. A few of us were pushing the fence back up until the walkers finally left the fences. Once the pigs were gone, I walked beside Rick around the yard.

"We need to move the kids somewhere else. We were in that cell block. We could be sick like them." I commented, and Rick nodded.

       Carl had run over to us, but Rick had made him stay away from us so he didn't end up sick. The small government we made in the prison gathered and we talked about what was going on. Hershel had mentioned a place where we could possibly find some medication to help everyone, since he was sure it was somewhat like the "bird flu."

"We'll make the run tomorrow. It's too late now to head out. We'd be searching in the dark, and we could end up sick or eaten." Glenn commented, as everyone discussed what to find and when to go.

     As we were leaving the meeting, Karen--a woman from Woodbury-- walked passed us while coughing, and Tyrese was following closely with her. I frowned, knowing he could wind up sick because of it. Luckily, we had discussed where we'd store the sick, so no one would be easily infected. Also, luckily there were only two infected for the day, so we didn't have to worry too much about infection.

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      The next morning, I woke up to Judith crying for a bottle. She was older, yes, but she still had bottles, since she wasn't quite a year old yet. She was close, almost a month away. I had woke Rick up, since he needed to be ready to see who was running off for the medicine later.

       
    Sadly, I wasn't able to feed her, so Beth had to feed her. Tyrese had come to mine and Rick's cell soon after. Something had happened, and he seemed to be worried and distraught. Once Judith was done with her bottle, I watched her eat a bit of oatmeal, as well as eating some myself, before Beth brought her back to her cell to change her. By the time she had disappeared, Rick came back and closed the curtain to our cell, after I had went in there to change.

"Someone killed Karen and David. We also found something that proved someone is feeding the walkers, and we're not sure if they're connected." Rick said, causing me to frown.

"What are we going to do? Should we be worried that someone is going to go around killing us in our sleep?" I asked, making him shake his head.

"I have a feeling they did it to get rid of the sickness," He answered,"I'm going to investigate and see if I can figure out who killed them." He added, and I nodded.

"H-how did they die?" I asked, my voice barely audible, thinking of the two that had been killed.

"A shot to the head, then they were dragged out and burned." He replied, causing me to shake my head.

"Whoever did this really thought it through, otherwise they wouldn't have burned the bodies." I murmured, and Rick agreed.

      After talking, we left the cell and went to see who was going on the run. In the end, Daryl, Michonne, Tyrese, and Bob had decided to go on the run; even though we weren't too sure about Tyrese's mental state. Rick didn't go, since he was still trying to teach Carl that he didn't need to be out in everything to be a part of the group and be important. Harry helped when he could, but he was only five, so he wasn't really much help. Rick loved teaching him stuff though, and Harry seemed to love learning things.

     Though Rick wanted to teach Harry and Carl as much as he could about farming, he wasn't able to be close to them. We had to send all of the kids and Hershel to a quarantine area, where they would be safe and away from all of us that had been exposed to whatever the sickness was. Over the day, more and more people wound up sick, which sucked.

      Luckily, I didn't get sick, but I did help escort some of the sick to where the others were being held. I wasn't too surprised to see that Hershel had been in the block to help the sick, but I was surprised when Glenn ended up in there. I stayed away from the area once Glenn and Sasha were brought in, only because I was worried about getting sick myself. People were dying, and it terrified me to be around them. I was scared to die of a sickness, especially in a world like this. I couldn't leave my kids and Rick behind, so I refused to end up sick...

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. Sorry for taking a couple of days off. I ended up sick, but I'm back to finish the book!

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