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After being in the couch for about an hour, Rick carried me upstairs to finish what we started.
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We quickly fall asleep. After running around after that damn truck, and fooling around for 2 hours, we were exhausted. We fell asleep pretty quick, in each other's arms. I never felt more safe than in his arms.
"Rick! Rick wake up!" a voice says.
We quickly jump up. Rick aims his gun and I aim mine, right at Jesus who was standing at the foot of our bed. We were both butt ass naked, right in front of Jesus. We just jumped up and grabbed our weapons, unsure of what we were gonna face. Grabbing clothes was the last thing on our mind at that moment.
"We should talk." Jesus says, with our weapons aimed in his face. I could tell he was amused.
Carl and Sage wake up, and hear someone in the hallways.
They aim their guns at Jesus's head, who was now sitting in the steps outside of our bedroom.
"What the hell are you doing in our house?" they ask him.
"I'm, uh, sitting on the steps looking at this painting, waiting for your mom and dad to get dressed. Hi... I'm Jesus." he says to them.
Rick and I walk out of the bedroom, still trying to put our clothes on.
"Carl... hey... um." Rick says, kind of embarrassed. I mean, it's not like Carl and Sage didn't know we slept together, but no child wants to be reminded of their parents doing that.
Daryl, Glenn, Abraham, and Maggie walk in and up the stairs, guns aimed at Jesus.
"It's... it's okay." I say, putting my hand up to let them know they could lower their weapons.
"You said we should talk. So let's talk." Rick says.
Rick, Carl, Sage, Jesus, Glenn, Maggie, and I gather around the kitchen table. Daryl and Abraham also stood around the table, just to make sure to be ready in case something went South. Needless to say, it was a full house in the Grimes household this morning. Just when I thought I would get morning sex and morning cuddles, I got a rude awakening.
"So, how'd you get out?" Rick asks.
"Yeah, that's what I'd like to know." I say.
"One guard can't cover two exits, or third floor windows. Knots untie and locks get picked. Entropy cokes from order, right?" Jesus says.
"Right." Daryl says. Daryl wasn't a fan of this guy. I wasn't either.
"I checked out your arsenal. I haven't seen anything like that in a long time. You're well equipped but your provisions are low. Very low for the amount of people you have. 54?" he asks.
"More than that." Maggie says, with her arms crossed.
"Well, I appreciate the blueberry muffin. My compliments to the chef." Jesus says.
