Adore You

01

[ - chapter one - ]
"officer friendly"
third person pov

THE CITY

Rick Grimes had been in an accident, he was shot and when he woke up, he expected his family to be sat around his bed, crying happy tears that he had finally awoken but what he got was much more than that. When he woke up, he was alone and the hospital was completely void of human life. It was as though the place had been evacuated and the streets were the same, everything was deathly silent and then groans filled the air. He didn't know how or when this happened but it seemed that the dead were walking. Finding his feet in the new world wasn't going to be easy, he needed to find his family, he needed to know that they were alive and safe, he couldn't do this without them. So, he headed to the city, if there would be any help out there then that was the best place to go; he would flag a helicopter and get evacuated to safety, that was his best bet.

Only, there were no helicopters, no safe places to go, everything had been overrun by the dead and even the city was crawling with them. Rick lost his horse; he dropped his weapons and he rushed inside an empty tank; he was stuck with no other option and he believed to be dead until something incredible happened. Fortunately for Rick, he was not the only person in the city that day and someone had spotted his running's with the dead, wanting to help him. A group of survivors had planned to forage in the city for anything essential that would help their camp but hadn't expected to spot someone in trouble that was worth saving.

Inside the tank and Rick was leaning against the cold wall, panting heavily as he weighed his options: either stay inside the tank and eventually die or attempt to escape and potentially get eaten by the walkers. Neither was a great option but he didn't know what else he could do. Then his prayers were answered in the form of a radio buzzing inside the tank, his ears rang with astonishment as he crawled across the tank to reach the static voice on the other end. "Hey, you alive in there?"

"Hello?" He answered, holding the radio with a shaking hand. "Hello?"

"Ah, there you are, you had me wondering." The voice replied, it was rather deep and Rick guessed that it was a man that he was talking to; he didn't know whether he could trust anyone but, in this instance, he would take his chances.

"Where are you? Outside?" Rick glanced around the tank, wondering how much this man could help him, wondering how much he had seen and could see. "Can you see me right now?"

"Yeah, I can see you, you're surrounded by walkers – that's the bad news."

"There's good news?"

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment as the terrified sheriff waited to hear the answer and then was met with a rather blunt response. "No."

"Listen, whoever you are, I don't mind telling you, I'm a little concerned in here." Rick spoke honestly, feeling that he could listen to the voice on the other side of the radio, that for some reason, he would be helpful.