★ In Blood, Sweat And Tears ★
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◦ Ambivalence ! - "Maybe..." ◦
Season 2 Episode 2-3All Vietnamese will be spoken in italics!!
(Example)SEASON TWO SPOILERS
TW: SIEZURES AND DEATHIn Blood, Sweat, And Tears
By Z3its0uLana quickly went to check on Carl after she was done eating. Carl wasn't awake yet, so Rick and Lori were waiting outside. Lana sat right across from them, picking her nails anxiously.
As the 3 were sitting in silence, they heard a coughing sound from Carl's room. Lana was the first inside but Lori and Rick came immediately after her.
"Where are we?" Carl asks. Lana looked at him with somber eyes.
"Hey, little man. That's Hershel." Rick said while exchanging a glance with the old man. "We're in his house. You and Lana had an accident. All right?" Rick explains.
"It hurts, a lot," Carl complains with a groan.
"I know Carl, mine hurts too," Lana says, matching the low pitch of the Grimes family.
"You should've seen it," Carl says with a smile.
"What?" Lori asks confused as she strokes her son's hair.
"The deer. It was so pretty, Mom. It was so close. You could ask Lana, she almost got to touch it. I... I've never been..." he starts to trail off. Then he just stares blankly into the distance.
"Carl?" Lana calls.
"What's happening?" Lori asks. Carl then starts to shake uncontrollably, in an instinct Rick tries to cold down Carl. Lana immediately jumps back a couple of inches.
"Don't. It's a seizure. If you hold him down you can hurt him." Hershel informs.
"You can't stop it?" A mix of worry and anger trails Lori's words.
"He has to just go through it."
Lana wanted to look away, but she couldn't. It's almost as if something was forcing her to look at Carl and she couldn't do anything about it. Rick and Lori were hugging as tears began to run down their faces. Lana was starting to tear up too, but her tears couldn't even compare to the ones Lori and Rick shed.
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