The Sheriff (Rick Grimes ff) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 15; In Need

Rick's POV.

I came back out to the prisoners, only to see them eyeing Lucy. I gripped the butt of my Python tightly as I walked over to her.

"Lucy," I called her over to me. "Your father needs you." I whispered to her.

She gave one last look at the prisoners and disappeared into the cell block.

I turned and gave a dark look at the prisoners, warning them that she was already taken.

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I rapped Daddy's leg - er- stump in white bandages. But we had run out of supplies.

"Is he going to be alright?" Maggie asked me.

I hesitated, "Uh, well.....we need supplies. We need to get to the medical center. All prisons have them."

"I'll go with you." Carl offered.

Lori stood up and planted her hands on her hips. "No, we can't go through there, it's not cleared yet."

"No ones asking you to go, Lori. This is for my Dad." I said.

She sighed. "Who's to say that if we get more supplies that he would even survive?"

Beth gave a small cry and ran out of the cell. Maggie and I glared at Lori.

"I'm to say." I hissed at her as I ran after Beth.

I found her in Daddy's old cell cutting up his jeans.

I bent down in front of her, but remained quiet.

"I thought that since Daddy only has one leg, it would be easier for him to walk if I cut his other." She explained.

"How would you like to do something more useful?" I asked her as I put my hand over hers.

"What?"

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A few minutes later we were geared up to get the supplies. I had my hand gun with a silencer, and my machete. Beth had a knife, and the bag. And of course we both had flashlights.

We snuck pass the women and headed out towards the other cell blocks. We were almost out but a small voice stopped us.

"Where are you going?" Carl asked.

I slowly turned around to face him.

"We're going to get supplies, Carl." I explained.

"Well, I don't think your mother would like that...." I reasoned.

Carl just shrugged, "I guess I'll just have to get my mom." He said nonchalantly.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He was stubborn, he reminds me of me when I was young.

"Fine, you can come." I said through clenched teeth.

He smiled triumphantly as he jogged to catch up with us, into the dark tunnels of the prison.

Hang in there, Daddy.

A/N;

Hey guys, I am so sorry I couldn't update. I was writing and I wrote like four chapters, and I tried to copy it. But I accidentally deleted it all! I was so horrified, I didn't feel like writing it all again. But a few days later I wrote it back down (again). And the stupid thing is that wasn't the first time I've done that. Ugh!

Well I hope you liked it. The next chapter is going to have a little action to it.

Until next time!