The group leaves the roof and goes all the way down to the bottom floor of the building. T-Dog stays on the roof with Merle, trying to get in contact with their people.
Down in the basement, there's an entrance to the sewer. Morales glances at Glenn who led them there. "This is it?"
He nods. "I really scoped this place out the other times I was here. It's the only thing in the building that goes down. But I've never gone down it. Who'd want to, right?" Everyone in the group looks at Glenn and his face drops.
"Oh. Great."
Andrea purses her lips. "We'll be right behind you."
"No you won't." He says.
Andrea scoffs.
"Look, until now I always came here by myself... In and out, grab a few things... No problem. The first time I bring a group... Everything goes to hell. No offense. If you want me to go down this gnarly hole, fine... But only if we do it my way. It's tight down there. If I run into something and have to get out quick, I don't want you all jammed up behind me getting me killed. I'll take one person..." He looks at Rick. "Not you either. You have a gun. Andrea and Y/N also have guns. I'll feel better if y'all are up here covering our asses. Morales, you're with me. Jacqui stays here. Something happens, call down to us. Get us back up in a hurry."
Everyone agrees and splits up.
Andrea, Rick, and Y/N go towards the storefront where the walkers are banging against the glass. Andrea scouts out a necklace and talks softly to Rick. Mentions a sister named Amy.
Suddenly the first glass wall shatters, allowing the walker's to enter the corridor where another glass door sits. If that one breaks too, they're all toast.
Glenn and Morales appear by the stairwell.
"Anything?" Y/N asks hopefully.
"Not a way out." Glenn replies.
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Back on the roof, Y/N looks over the ledge. She gasps and turns around to face the confused group. "The construction site. Those trucks. They always keep keys on hand." Rick raises his eyebrows. "My dad was a construction worker. When I was little, he would take me to the sites and I would ride in the big trucks." She says with a small smile.
Her father passed away a year ago. Cancer. She thought he would live another few years because it wasn't terminal, but she's glad that he isn't here to experience whatever the world is now.
Morales stands. "You'll never make it past the walkers."
Rick looks at Glenn. "You got us out of that tank."
Glenn sighs. "Yeah, but they were feeding. They were distracted."
Y/N bites her lip. "Can we distract them again?"
Merle laughs. "Right. Listen to her. She's onto something. A diversion, like on "Hogan's Heroes."
Jacqui rolls her eyes. "Give it a rest."
"They're drawn by sound. I've seen it." Y/N says.
Glenn nods. "Right, like dogs. They hear a sound, they come."
Rick scratches his head. "What else?"
"Aside from they hear you? They see you, smell you and if they catch you, they eat you." Morales says.
Rick raises his brows. "They can tell us by smell?"
"Can't you?" Glenn asks.
"They smell dead, we don't. It's pretty distinct." Andrea says.
Y/N looks back toward the street and takes a deep breath before facing them again. "Guys? I have a really bad idea."
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Back downstairs Rick and Y/N cover themselves in random clothes from around the store. Glenn shakes his head as he's handed a poncho. "If bad ideas were an olympic event, this would take the gold."
Y/N shrugs as Morales speaks. "He's right. Just stop, okay? Take some time to think this through."
Rick hands another piece of clothing to someone else. "How much time? They already got through one set of doors, that glass won't hold forever."
Morales and Rick run outside and grab one of the dead walker bodies from earlier and drag it inside.
Y/N hands Rick a hatchet from the emergency fire glass box on the wall. They have trench coats on. Rick reaches down and finds a wallet. He reads off his information to remind everyone of the person he once was.
Everyone backs up and Rick brings down the axe onto the man's torso.
Y/N covers her mouth and looks away.
Everyone takes turns chopping up the body. Y/N gags. Glenn throws up.
Rick and Y/N start covering their bodies in the guts and blood from the walker. Glenn joins in.
Rick helps Y/N rub the blood on her back. She inhales sharply at the contact. Her floral blouse, underneath the poncho slightly smeared with the rotten insides. He clears his throat when he's done.
Once they are completely covered, Rick looks up at the others who are holding their breath. "Do we smell like them?"
T-Dog nods. "Oh yeah."
Andrea hands Glenn her gun. "Just in case."
Rick sighs. "If we make it back, be ready."
T-Dog scratches his arm. "What about Merle Dixon?" Rick tosses the handcuff keys to him.
Glenn holds onto the door handle and takes a deep breath.
Y/N bites her lip again. "If this goes wrong... i'm sorry." She whispers.
Rick pats her shoulder and nods to Glenn who slowly opens the door. Rick holds an axe, Glenn holds a crowbar, and Y/N holds a machete they found in a side room.
They slowly shuffle out the building and Morales shuts it behind them. Two walkers are in the alley and they turn to look at the trio.
Time seems to stop as they walk past them unscathed.
The group makes their way towards the edge of the alley where the street begins. The walkers sniff them and continue walking along.
Y/N takes a deep breath. It's working. They crawl under a overturned truck bed and exit onto the street.
Glenn smiles a little and glances at Y/N. "I can't believe this." He whispers.
She smiles back. Rick side eyes them. "Don't draw attention." He whispers.
Suddenly the sky gets dark and something drips onto Y/N's face. She glances up and sees dark clouds. It's starting to rain.
They pick up the pace slightly and keep walking. Y/N looks down and notices the blood starting to wash off, onto the street.
Some of the nearby walkers tilt their heads up, looking around.
Glenn is pale. "The smells washing off. Isn't it?"
Rick shakes his head. "No." A walker takes a step closer. "Well... maybe."
One of the walkers starts to charge at Y/N and Rick slams the axe into its head.
"Run!"
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Sheriff's Lover ||| Rick Grimes x Reader (TWD x Reader)
Fanfiction32 year-old Y/N was all alone on the streets of Atlanta when a man in a sheriffs uniform trots down the road on top of a horse. She decides to join him on his journey to find his family because she doesn't want to be left behind. The two run into a...
