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Rick's pov

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Rick's pov

I can't help the jealousy I felt when I seen Eleanor and Daryl so close to kissing.

I don't even know why I care so much. I found my wife and son, I should be happy.

But I'm not.

There's an awkwardness between Lori and I when I go to bed after witnessing that. I hold my wife close while I'm thinking of another woman.

In the morning, we all gather for breakfast. I'm surprised to see Shane has scratches on his face.

"What the hell happened to you?" I ask him.

"Must of done it while I was asleep," Shane answers shortly.

"I've never seen you do something like that before," I tell him, not believing his excuse.

He shares a look with Lori, "me neither."

My attention is drawn away from the two of them when Eleanor walks into the room. Her hair is up in a ponytail and she's wearing these shorts that drive me crazy. Her top is tight against her chest, squeezing in all the right spots.

What is this woman doing to me?

"Ellie! I got you a plate," Carl tells her, running over with a plate of eggs in his hands.

Carl has taken a liking to her which makes this even harder for me. If Lori and Shane would just come out and tell me the truth, maybe I could pursue things with El without guilt.

Once the entire group is there, Dale asks Jenner what the countdown is for. I've got to admit that I've been curious but afraid to ask.

"When the clock hits zero, decontamination will occur," Jenner tells the group.

After we found out that Jenner's wife was the last test subject to find the cure, I was afraid to ask more questions.

The generators begin to shut down and we have no choice but to find a way out of here.

Daryl begins flipping his shit, yelling at Jenner to let us out. I see Eleanor trying to calm down which only angers me.

"Daryl! Stop it!" I yell at him, grabbing his gun before it can land on Jenner's head.

"Let us out!" Daryl yells.

"Cmon, man. There's got to be something you can do," Dean tries to bargain with him.

"I can't do anything. I told you once those doors close, they aren't opening again," Jenner says in a calm tone.

Carl and Sophia's cries is what pushes me to get him to let us out. I have to protect my family no matter what.

Eleanor's pov

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Eleanor's pov

I quickly pack my bag along with Dean's. I know if he did it himself he'd forget everything possible.

"Are you ready?" Sam asks me, grabbing my hand quickly with his free hand.

"Yes," I tell him as we leave our room to find the rest of the group.

I throw Dean his bag as he run towards the exit. Shane and Daryl both shoot at the glass but it fails as it's bulletproof.

"What do we do?" Sam yells, knowing our time is running out.

The grip Sam has on my hand is so tight but I don't complain.

Carol shows Rick that she found a grenade in his pocket, "everyone down!"

Dean pushes Sam and I away from the window as Rick let's the grenade off. I cover my ears as a loud bang happens. It's hard make my way out of the building with my ears ringing. I let out a soft cry when my leg gets caught on a piece of glass. Sam and Dean are ahead of me. Sam had let go of my hand to get over the window. These two idiots just left me!

To my surprise, Rick is grabbing my thigh and helping me over the window. Blood is dripping down my leg but Rick keeps his arm around my waist to help me walk towards the vehicles.

He pulls me behind one the van just as the building blows up. He shields me with his body, holding me down to the ground.

After the initial shock is over, he checks my leg over.

"Are you okay?" He asks, holding onto my thigh to get a good look. The inner thigh has been but it's hard to tell where the blood is coming from.

"I'm okay, it's just a little cut," I assure him.

"Ellie!" Dean yells to me.

"I'm okay!" I yell back to him.

Rick looks me over one more time before helping me up. I don't get a chance to thank him before Dean is rushing over to me.

"You idiot! You left me behind!" I say, half teasing him.

"I know! I thought Sam had you," Dean defends himself, hugging me tightly.

"It's okay but dad would have killed you if he'd seen this," I tell him something he already knew.

"We need to head out," Shane yells to the three of us.

I notice know that the walkers are heading towards us.

Shit.

Dean is pulling me towards the impala. Once we are all in our vehicles, we begin driving to no where in particular.

Or maybe somewhere Shane mentioned, I can't remember. My head is such a mess right now.

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