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I don't wanna go, think I'll make it worse
Everything I know brings me back to us
I don't wanna go, we've been here before
Everywhere I go leads me back to you
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"Oh my god." Elaina whispers.
After leaving the mystery woman in the other room, Daryl led the group into one of the cells.
Carol is alive.
She slowly stands, smiling at the group.
Rick hugs her first. Elaina hugs her after.
"Poor thing fought her way into a cell. Must've passed out. Dehydrated."
After hugging Hershel, Carol notices Beth holding the baby.
She looks back at Rick and tears fill her eyes. She covers her mouth. "Oh god."
Carl starts to tear up. Rick does too. Elaina looks at the ground.
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Elaina follows Rick back into the room with the woman.
She now sits at one of the tables.
Daryl and Hershel also enter the room.
Rick speaks to the woman. "We can tend to that wound for you. Give you a little food and water and then send you on your way. But you're gonna have to tell us how you found us and why you were carrying formula."
She keeps a stone face as she replies. "The supplies were dropped by a young Asian guy with a pretty girl."
Elaina clenches her jaw, glancing at Daryl.
She's talking about Maggie and Glenn.
"What happened?" Elaina asks.
"Were they attacked?" Hershel asks.
"They were taken." She responds.
"Taken? By who?" Rick asks.
"By the same son of a bitch who shot me."
Daryl holds up his crossbow. "You better start talking or you're gonna have a much bigger problem than a gunshot wound."
"Find 'em yourself." She says angrily.
Elaina steps in front of his crossbow. "Okay. Enough. All of you get out. Right now."
They look at her.
"I'm serious. Get the fuck out."
Hesitantly, the three men leave the room, leaving just the two women.
When they shut the door, Elaina faces the lady who now stands. "You came here for a reason."
The woman sighs, fighting an internal battle with herself before speaking. "There's a town. Woodbury. About 75 survivors. I think they were taken there."
"A whole town?" Elaina asks.
"It's run by this guy who calls himself the Governor— pretty boy, charming, Jim Jones type."
Elaina rubs a hand through her curls. "Does he have muscle?"
"Paramilitary wannabes. They have armed sentries on every wall."
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Sheriff's Lover ||| Rick Grimes
Fanfiction"Are you trying to get me drunk, officer?" "What if I am?" Thirty-two-year-old office worker, Elaina Heart was all alone on the streets of Atlanta when a man in a sheriff's uniform trots down the road on a horse. She decides to join him on his miss...
