After a hard year of being kidnapped by a serial killer during an investigation as an undercover agent, Luna returned back to Atlanta FBI.
When she returns to investigate a mystery drug that has been killing kids, she discovers that the dead kids w...
"All that noise... it's drawing more." Michonne says, as things start to break outside and more walkers start to pile up against the entrances of the house.
Judith starts to cry, loudly. "I'll get her." Rick says. Her crying would only draw more.
"I'm coming with you." I say.
When we walk upstairs, Deanna was missing from the bed she was just on. Judith was still crying and my heart was going to beat out of my chest.
Rick looks to me. He puts his finger up to his lips, and points towards our room, where Judith is. We quietly creep in. Deanna was hanging over Judith's crib. We couldn't tell if it was Deanna or if she had turned, trying to eat our baby daughter.
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Rick quickly grabs his axe and aims it for her head.
"No, it's still me!" she yells, gasping for air.
Rick puts his hand on shoulder. "Oh... I... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." he says, looking over at me.
"I... I wanted to see her one last time. I thought I could make it. My legs had other plans." she says to us.
"Come here." Rick says, scooping her up and placing her on our bed.
I pick up Judith from her crib and hold her close to me.
"You and plans." Rick says to her.
She laughs at him. "They're yours now. The both of yours."
"From now on... someone needs to be with you." Rick says to her.
"Yeah..." Deanna says.
"It can't be her." Rick says, looking at Judith in my arms.
"Yep." Deanna says.
"We will find someplace else to put her." he says, guiding me out of the room.
"Rick, Luna..." she says, before we can leave.
We stop and turn around to face her.
"I... uh. I wrote something... for Spencer, for Maggie." she says, handing them to Rick.
"We'll make sure they get them." Rick says to her.
She grabs his hand. I couldn't help but smile. "Will you look out for him? Both of you?" she asks. I can see the tears forming in Rick's eyes. He cared about Deanna a lot, too. He respected her, and looked to her.
"We will." Rick says, as I nod.
"Will you look out for him like you look out for your people?" Deanna says.
Rick starts to turn and tilt his head... "Guess what. They're all your people, Rick. They are. You both have to accept that." she says to us.
"We haven't had a chance to make it that." Rick says.
