Destruction ||| Glenn Rhee x Reader (TWD X Reader)

Chapter 87) Camera

Y/N stands in a well-decorated room. She looks around at the bookshelves. The curtains. The cushioned chairs.

It's been so long since she's seen any of this.

Suddenly a woman's voice breaks her from her thoughts. "Hello. I'm Deanna Monroe."

Y/N turns around to see the woman. She's short, and has wrinkles. Her dirty blonde hair reaches her shoulders.

"Y/N Rhee." She replies.

"Do you mind if I film this?"

Y/N furrows her brow. "What?"

"Do you mind if I film our talk?"

Y/N notices a camera positioned on a stand behind the couch. She shrugs. "Go ahead."

Deanna walks over and clicks the button. Y/N sits down in the cushioned chair in view of the camera. She places a hand on her stomach. "Why film this?"

"We're all about transparency here."

Deanna takes a seat across from Y/N. She smiles gently. Y/N doesn't return it. She's dirty. She's exhausted. She's hungry and dehydrated.

"How long have you been out there?"

Y/N sighs. "Since the beginning."

"How did you all find each other? Did you know each other before?"

Y/N shakes her head. "We didn't know each other before."

The woman is quiet for a moment before she speaks. "I was a congressperson before. Ohio, 15th district. You?"

"College student." She answers. She glances around. "What is this place?"

"This is the start of sustainability. That's what the brochures we found say. This was a planned community with its own solar grid, cisterns, eco-based sewage filtration. Starting in the low 800,000's." She laughs a little. "If there is such a thing. And they sold them all."

Y/N nods slowly. "How'd you end up here?"

"Well, my family and I were trying to get back to Ohio so I could help my district manage the crisis. The army stopped us on a back road and directed us here. They were supposed to come later. They didn't. But there were supplies here and we made the best of it."

Y/N glances at the little red light on the camera. She nods her head toward the window. "You guys put up the wall?"

"There was this huge shopping mall being built nearby. My husband Reg is a professor of architecture. He got the first plates up with our sons. And after a few weeks, more people arrived and we had help. We had a community."

Y/N shakes her head. "You've been behind these walls this entire time?"

"We need people who have lived out there. Your group is the first we've even considered taking in for a long time."

Y/N runs a hand through her hair.

Deanna glances at her stomach. "How far along are you?"

Y/N shrugs. "A few months. Three, maybe four."

Deanna smiles again. Y/N stands and goes by the window now. Deanna follows. She points outside where children play. "There are families here. These families should be able to raise their children in a safe environment. You should be able to raise your child in a safe environment. They should have a place to grow up."

Y/N looks over at the woman.

She wants to stay. She wants to build her life here with Glenn. With Noah and Daryl, Michonne and Maggie. Everyone.

She wants to live, not just survive.
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"They're still your guns. You can check them out whenever you go beyond the wall."

The groups stands around outside. There's a plastic cart before them. Deanna and a few other Alexandrians watch them.

Deanna continues. "But inside here, we store them for safety."

The group hesitantly places their guns on the cart. Y/N glances at Rick who nods slightly. She puts down her guns, keeping her sword strapped to her back.

Carol walks up and struggles to take the gun off her own shoulders. She places it on the cart and smiles gently at the woman who takes it away.

Y/N glances at her with a slightly amused expression. She's playing the helpless card. Smart.

Aaron leads them to two large homes. Deanna has given both to the group.

Y/N enters one of the homes right behind Rick. It's beautiful. It's like the world before. Carl walks into the kitchen and turns on the faucet.

Water comes out.

Y/N looks at Glenn, a grin slowly making its way onto her face. He smiles back. She grabs his hand and heads upstairs.

They peel away their sweaty, dirty clothes and turn the shower on. After a moment, warm water comes out.

Y/N gets in, pulling Glenn in with her. The two stand under the running water, his arms wrapped around her waist.

They let the water rinse off the grime. Rinse off the fear. They're safe now.
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It's after dark once everyone is inside the house.

Even though they were given two homes, Rick felt that it would be best if everyone stayed together at least for the night. Everyone agreed.

Y/N did a double take when she saw Rick. His hair has been trimmed, his face clean-shaven. It reminded her of the day her and Glenn saved him from the tank. The day their lives changed forever.

Everyone sits around. Y/N leans against Glenn's shoulder. Noah sits near them.

After some time, there is a knock on the door. Several people jump up, with alarm. Rick slowly opens the door to reveal Deanna.

Her eyes widen when she sees him. "Wow, I didn't know what was under there." He huffs and she continues. "Listen, I don't mean to interrupt. I just wanted to stop by and see how you were all settling-"

She peeks inside and trails off as she notices the entire group inside the house. "Oh, my. Staying together. Smart."

Rick shrugs. "No one said we couldn't."

She smiles. "You said you're a family. That's what you said. Absolutely amazing to me how people with completely different backgrounds and nothing in common can become that. Don't you think?"

"Everyone said you gave them jobs."

"Part of this place. I guess the communists won after all." She jokes.

"I didn't get one."

"You have. I just haven't told you yet. Same with Michonne. I'm closing in on something for Y/N and i'm just trying to figure Mr. Dixon out, but I will." She turns and looks at Rick. "You look good."

With that, she leaves, and shortly after, everyone goes to sleep, getting the first real rest in a very long time.
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