If I lose you... (Predaking/the walking dead)

The death clock

Lola POV

I was scared as we walked inside. Predaking was the biggest he could be inside the building.

We got into the needle place and I winced as mine was taken. I was highly sensitive on my arm.

"All done." I got up and felt super dizzy. Predaking looked at me. "You okay?" He asked me softly. I nodded.

"Are you okay?" Dr. Jenner asked. "She hasn't eaten in days. None of us have." Predaking answered.

We were eating and I kept feeding Grimlock. "You know, in Italy, children have a little bit of wine with diner. And in France." Dale told Predaking.

"Well, when Lola is in Italy or France, she can have some then." Lori stated as he put her hand over my cup.

"What's it gonna hurt?" 'King asked. Lori looked at him. "Come on. She'll be fine. I used to drink all the time."

Lori moved her hand and shrugged. Dale gave me a small cup of wine. I took a sip. "Ew!" I gagged.

Predaking smiled. "That's my girl. That's my girl." He poured the rest into his cup. "That takes nasty." I stated.

"Just stick to soda pop there, Lols." Daryl told me. I smiled. "Not you, Glenn." He looked up. "What?" He asked.

"Keep drinking little man. I want to see how red your face can get." Everyone laughed. I then laid my head on Predaking's shoulder. He smiled and kissed my head.

"It seems to me we haven't thanked our host properly," Rick said. "He is more than just our host." T-dog said.

"So you gonna tell us what the hell happened here, Doc?" Shane asked. Predaking sighed. "All the-- the other doctors that were supposed to be here figuring out what happened, where are they?" Shane asked.

"We're celebrating, Shane. No need to do this now." Breaking told him.

"Wait a second. This is why we're here, right? This was your move-- supposed to find the answers." I tended as I felt the urge to puke.

Predaking sensed it. "Shit. DARYL BUCKET!" he threw it to him and Predaking gave it to me right as I threw up everything I ate.

He rubbed my back.

Predaking had me take a hot shower and he helped me wash my hair just in case I threw up again.

Once I got out, he had me take the medicine Ryan had. "Come on. I know you don't like it..." He said as I fussed with him.

I finally took the liquid medicine that tasted like ass. "That's my girl." he rubbed my back softly.

I walked into the rec room. "Wow!" I smiled. "Any good books?" I asked Grimlock trailing behind me. He ran over to the kids.

"Enough to keep us busy for years," Carol told me. I looked at them. "Come on, kids. Bedtime."

"Grimlock, go on. I'll be up In a minute." he licked my hand and followed the three. "This is the one night we might actually get some sleep," Carol said. I smiled.