The sickness seems to have died down and Judith woke up as well. Losing Landon had been hard on everyone but especially Daryl. He went on a 'run' three days ago and hasn't gotten back yet. I would be going on a rage too if I had lost Emmie or Harper. Carol said that since nobody has a fever anymore, Maggie can bring Mia out of the bedroom today.
I was walking down the hallway when I heard soft cries coming from one of the rooms. Puzzled, I lightly knocked on the cracked door before going in to see Emmie crying into one of the pillows on the bed.
"Em?" I asked and she shot up, quickly wiping away her tears and trying to act as normal as possible.
"Yeah?" She asked, hiding her sniffles.
I went over and sat down next to her. "What's wrong?" She faked a confused look. "I know that something's wrong."
"How would you know?" Emmie asked while looking down at her lap.
"Em, I'm you're dad, I know when you are happy, sad, scared....basically I know everything about you," I told her while playfully nudging her shoulder, earning a little smile. "So...what's up?"
Emmie let out a sigh and fell back on the pillows. "I don't know!" Her voice came out as a whimper. "All I have wanted to do lately is cry and I don't know why."
"Here's the question," I started. "Are you okay?" She gave a small nod, not wanting to look up at me. "You know Em, it's okay not to be okay."
That's when she started to cry again. "I'm not okay," she sobbed and put her head on my chest.
"I'm gonna tell you what Maggie told me back when this had all just started and we had barely just met," I said and her cries started to stop. "I can try and help, I can try and make it better, but you've got to make it okay some how." I gently kissed her head. "Now get some rest."
I grabbed my last clean shirt from the dresser and left the room after changing out of my old shirt.
Then, I made my way down the hall to where Maggie was. I opened the door quietly and saw Maggie sound asleep in the bed with Mia sleeping in the playpin beside her. As carefully as I could, I climbed onto the bed not wanting to wake Maggie. I took a moment to just admire her. Her hair was sprawled out on the worn out sheets with her head to the side. Her lips were slightly parted as if she were gonna suddenly say something with her beautiful country accent.
I laid down next to her and leaned over to placed a kiss on her lips.
"Mmm," she hummed in her sleep and I kissed her again, making her eyes open slightly. When she saw it was me, a smile spread across her face.
"I missed my beautiful wife," I whispered softly, our noses almost touching.
"I missed my handsome husband," she responded and reached over to me, starting to play with my hair.
"Ma!" Mia gurgled from her playpin and bounced up and down. Maggie sat up and set Mia on the bed.
"Who is that Mia?" She asked and pointed to me.
"Dada!" She squealed and clapped for herself with a smile.
I tickled Mia's side with my finger, making her laugh. "Hi baby girl!"
She then grabbed her tummy with her hands and looked down at it, signaling that she was hungry. "Oh I forgot! I'll go feed you," Maggie said and picked Mia up.
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About five minutes later, Maggie came back in without Mia. "Where's-"
"Tara said she would feed her. We are off the hook!" She replied excited and crawled back on the bed.
I took her waist and pulled her to my side.
*Maggie's POV*
I missed it, I had missed Glenn holding me at night for those days we were seperated. I missed his kisses, his hugs, just everything, but it didn't matter anymore.
I held onto his hand like it was a life line and he lifted it up to his lips, kissing each of my knuckles. Then he propped himself up directly over me.
"What?" He asked as I laughed.
"Nothing," I chuckled and wrapped an arm around his neck, bringing his lips down onto mine. "Just you being you."
"Oh really?" He asked and leaned down to kiss my neck. My mouth was slightly open as he started to suck on the skin right below my collarbone, the spot that always gets me. My legs wrapped around his waist, pressing our bodies together, making our hormones go crazy. One of Glenn's hands went up the front of my shirt and he gently dragged his fingers up and down my stomach, making me shiver. I let out a small moan a his lips moved up my jaw and back to my lips. Our tounges fought for dominance and we finally ran out of energy considering we barely ever get food or water.
Glenn fell with a huff to the side, his arm draped across my chest. I was so exhausted from the past week that I felt my eyelids start to close. "Goodnight my love," Glenn whispered and kissed the bridge of my nose.
A/N
I just want to give a HUGE AND I MEAN HUGE shoutout to GlennIsBae for being the bestest (I don't even think that's a word) friend I could ever ask for. I've been through some horrible shit and she has helped me through all of it no matter how annoying I get. Honestly, I probably would no longer be here if it weren't for her. I was so lonely until I met you and you've helped me out so much. Dude, you are the best friend ever and I can't wait till next summer!!!!
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