Herd

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Rick's POV:

The morning after a tiring night of searching for Kim we all gathered in Deanna's front room.

After she snuck out Kim had informed us of a massive herd that was being kept in by two lorries.

"So it's like a swarm like there's so many es enorme y se dirigirá directamente hacia nosotros y no creo que salgamos de esto. So we better you know." She made a swerving gesture with her hands. "Yeah." (It's huge and it's heading straight for us and I don't think we're going to get out of this.)

"Right you were doing so well till you switched to a whole new language." I said.

Kim groaned loudly and led against Daryl.

"She said it's huge and it's heading straight for us and i don't think we're gonna get out of this." Rosita said.

"See i wasn't speaking another language." Kim stated.

"Right so we need a plan to make a diversion." I said.

Everyone nodded.

We sat and come up with a plan and was ready to put it into place.

"I'd like to help." Gabriel raised his hand.

"No." I said firmly.

"That sounded like a pretty racist no dad." Kim stated.

There were a few snorts and snickers around the group and i rolled my eyes.

"Kim i need you to take Judith and take her and your girls into Jessie and she'll watch them and i need you to help Denise." I said.

"Aye aye captain." She gave a finger salute.

Everyone was in their cars to create a diversion.

Kim's POV:

I was sat with Jude on my lap as Carol had stolen my girl and J was babbling away.

"Must be nice being a baby your so cute." I fussed over her and she squealed.

I smiled and Carol ran in looking frantic.

"Kimberly take the girls and run to Jessie don't stop just run."

"What's going on?" I asked while slowly losing my shit.

"Kim please just go!"

I grabbed the girls and headed for Jessie.

I swung open the door and was met by an axe swung at me by a man with a W on his head.

Luckily the girls ran back to Carol and she took them out the back.

I looked at the culprit dead in the eyes and i was instantly filled with fury.

"Right pal do you understand how close to my face that was?"

I kicked him in the stomach and pulled the axe out my door frame.

I held it in my grasp and in one clean hit his head was rolling down the stairs on my porch.

It was a straight shot to Jessie's but there were more assholes in my path.

I groaned and waddled out the back door and headed for a back tower.

I made it to the top and led there.

My eyes grew heavy and i allowed the darkness to take me.

Rick's POV:

Well my plan failed.

The lorries holding them back collapsed setting them free.

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