Destruction ||| Glenn Rhee (BEING REWRITTEN TO OC)

68 ~ Tunnel

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Crawlin' back to you

Ever thought of callin' when you've had a few?

'Cause I always do

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She's been walking for hours. Her back hurts. Her arms hurt. Judith seems to weigh more every second. Her legs are on fire. She can't breathe. She can't think.

She just walks. And walks. After some time, she stops and sits under a tree. Her bag sits next to her. She fumbles inside. She finds the jar of baby food. When her and Daryl found the stash, she took a handful of jars for Judy.

"What do you want, honey? Carrots? Squash? Strawberry-banana?" She whispers to the hungry baby.

Judith smiles at the last one. "Strawberry-banana? Good choice." She opens the jar and spoons a bite into Judith's mouth.

Once she's satisfied, Rosanna closes the jar and puts it back in her bag. She stands up, shifting Judith to her opposite arm for now.

She thinks about Daryl. How she left him. She didn't have a choice. She thinks about that car. How it circled around. The white cross. Someone knew they were there. Someone was waiting for them. She shivers despite it being hot outside.

She hopes that Daryl got away. She hopes that he's safe. The walk seems to go on forever. No clear site of hope. Walking. Walking. Walking.

She finds the train tracks again. She follows them for miles. She spots something in the distance. A sign. She tries to walk to it as quick as she can. Her ankle is still hurting. Judith is asleep. Rosanna reaches the sign and reads it.

It's a map. A sanctuary. Terminus. She considers it. Others must've found the signs. Others must've seen it. Daryl could be there. Michonne. Rick. Glenn. Everyone.

She studies it. She picks up her pace in the direction of the location. More walking.

Suddenly she stops. There's a car sitting on the tracks. She freezes as she realizes people are inside.

She quickly hides behind a tree and listens. The driver is a woman with black hair and a hat. In the passenger seat is a man with a mullet.

The voices are muffled and she gently covers Judiths mouth when suddenly she hears the word "Glenn."

Her heart drops to her stomach. She inches closer, still out of view of the arguing people in the vehicle.

Suddenly a man pops up from the backseat. He's a red-headed man with a mustache. He starts to yell at the two in the front.

Rosanna inches even closer to hear what they're saying when suddenly the mullet man, spots her. His eyes widen. "Guys."

The other two keep arguing. "Guys!"

They both swing around to him. "What?!" They shout simultaneously.

They suddenly stop when they see her.

Rosanna knows it's too late to hide now. She grabs her sword from her back and steps out into the direct view.

She holds it defensively. Judith giggles at the sight of her angry face. The three get out of the car. The redhead man is tall. He's holding a gun. The man with the mullet looks nervous.

The woman shoots a glare at the man with the gun and he lowers it. She takes a step closer. Her face softens the tiniest bit. "Are you... Rose?"

She inhales sharply. Her sword is pointed at the three. "How the hell do you know that?"