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[38] A GUT FEELING

"Can I ask you a question?" asked Glenn as they were sitting under the guard tower. He was waiting for the right hour to wake Maggie up, and Charlie was waiting for her morning chores with Rick.

"Yep."

"Would you like to have kids?" he asked and immediately felt her eyes on him.

"I don't know," she said. "Would you?"

"I almost did," he looked down.

"Almost?" she furrowed her eyebrows. "Why do I feel that you're disappointed?"

"Everything is just so hard," he sighed. "I panicked when Maggie told me she's late. I still panic when I think about it, but...I don't want to be scared. I want to live, not just survive."

Charlie furrowed her eyebrows and looked away from her best friend. Maybe he was right? At the end, what was the point of surviving? She never focused on having a family of her own because her own family was toxic and difunctional. However, now she had a real family - a bunch of strangers who cared about each other, helped each other, wanted to share happiness with each other, and loved each other. Maybe she would start to see his point, but then her eyes fell on the Walkers. She saw blood going down their cheeks - bloody tears. They were getting uglier with every month. What person she would be to bring a whole new person - innocent person on this world, knowing very well that it can be dead or grow up as an orphan? "I'm never having kids."

Glenn looked at her.

"But I see your point," she nodded. "We shouldn't be scared of living."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," she smiled. "But I hope you know that I'm the God mother, right?"He scoffed at her words, bumping their shoulders.

"I promise."

"Got to go," Charlie patted his back and ran towards the woman with a horse as soon as she appeared on the horizon with Rick. "Hey!"

The woman turned to her and stopped for a second before smiling."Any wishes?!" Michonne called, looking at her direction.

"Just come back!" Charlie answered, sneakily pointing at Rick with her finger before saying: "We miss you when you're gone!"

Michonne rolled her eyes but nodded her head. "I'll find booze!"

Charlie smiled back at her, showing her teeth in a result. "So? What's planned for today, Farmer Rick?" she asked as the man approached her.

"The same as always."

"Oh, I'm starting to hate the always," Charlie sighed as she bend to pick up a bucket so they could fill it with food for pigs. "Carl's been trying."

"Yeah," Rick said. "Friendship with Patrick is doing him good."

"Not the one to judge," Charlie said with a silly face and Rick chuckled. "But..." she looked around when the fence started to make noise again thanks to Walkers. "He asked me about my usual task, and I probably said too much."

"What does that mean?" he asked.

"That means that Carl may or may not ask you to let him help me with that," she explained and pointed at the fence with her chin. The truth was that Carl begged her to convince Grimes to let him have whatever weapon in his hands, as she was the one who made his father ban him from that. But Rick didn't have to know about that little conspiracy. He looked at the fence and at Charlie.

"I have plans for us," Rick said and they came back to feeding pigs.

"Isn't it too perfect?" asked Charlie after a moment.