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004. frozen in place.
LYDIA WAKES up to morgan telling her and rick they will be going outside to train how to kill a walker. duane promises lydia he would look after eden, so she reluctantly leaves the four month year old with him, but was reassured once the young boy started playing with her.
"are we sure they're dead?" rick whispers once they bet outside. lydia rolls her eyes at him. what a clueless man. "i had to ask one more time." he notices her facial expression, laughing slightly.
the two of them laugh together quietly, making morgan raise a brow at them, silently wondering why rick was even bothering to find his wife when there was a woman infront of him right there.
"yes, they dead. except for somethin' in the brain. that's why it's gotta be the head." morgan says quietly as rick and lydia slowly walk towards the walker who is laying down with a bat and an axe.
hearing them, the walker gets up almost immediately and begins to make its way towards them.
lydia backs up a bit in slight fear, but when rick swings the bat at its head, she nods to herself and uses the axe to smash its head in half. "phew." she pushes the stray hairs out of her face. rick falls slightly due to the pain in his shot wound, and she turns around. "you okay?"
"need a moment." the man whispers as she nodds.
"can i go see eden now?" she asks morgan who chuckles, amused. however, he nods and they walk inside to the house.
rick and morgan soon follow behind as rick speaks up slowly, "they're alive. my son. my wife." he begins, his eyes looking over to lydia to see her walking in the room, eden on her hip. she nods at him, knowing she made a promise to find him. "at least they were when they left." he adds, a concerned frown on his face.
"how can you know?" morgan asks as duane tugged on lydia's sleeve. she looks down at him and he lifts his arms out, she chuckles and carefully hands eden to him. duane beams. "by the look of this place...i-" morgan continues.
"we found empty drawers in the bedroom. they packed some clothes. enough to travel." rick explains briefly. he glances over at the interaction between duane and lydia and chuckles lightly. "you know anybody could've broken in here and stole them clothes right?" morgan raises a brow.
rick shakes his head, pointing to the walls. "you see the framed photos on the walls?" he asks as lydia pulled a face. there were none. "neither do i." he tells them as she nods in interest. "some random thief take those too, you think?"
