It's the next day and we're teaching rick how to kill walkers and heading to ricks house
"I have to ask just one more time are we sure there dead?" He questions looking at Morgan
"They dead except for something in the brain that's why it's gotta be the head" Morgan confirms as we head down the porch stairs towards a walker lying on the ground it gets up when it hears our footsteps Rick approaching it with a baseball bat he swings a couple times killing it but on the final blow he hurts himself kneeling grabbing his stomach
"Hey you ok?" I ask softly putting my hand on his shoulder
"I need a moment" he says looking over at me quickly
"Ok" I say squeezing his shoulder before backing off, after a minute he gets up and we continue heading to the house killing a couple stragglers on the way
"Your pretty good at fighting" Duane says admiringly
"Thanks kid" I smile as we head up the steps to ricks house
"There alive- my wife and son at least they were when they left" rick says more so reassuring himself than anyone else
"How can you know?" Morgan asks walking in with Rick leading the way
"I saw them off" i say nodding at Rick
"There in Atlanta I bet" Duane speaks up looking at me
"That's right" Morgan says sitting down
"Why there?" I question
"Refugee center huge one they said before the broadcast stopped, military protection, food, shelter, they told people to go there said it'd be safest" Morgan says looking at me and Rick
"Plus they got that disease place" Duane adds
"Center for disease control said they were working out how to solve this thing" Morgan finishes I look at Rick smiling he smiles back going to grab something, he brings back the keys to the sheriffs department
"Let's go" he says walking out the door to which we all follow
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We head into the sheriffs department guns ready, Rick opens the door flashing a light around the room we walk in checking for walkers but it seems clear
"You know I remember the showers here have there own propane tank" Rick says at this we all perk up heading to the showers. Rick turns a shower head on and warm water comes out I stick my hand under it
"Hell yes" I say moaning at the feeling
"You take a shower first alex then we'll get in" Rick says motioning everyone to leave
"Thank youuuuu" I say as they head out the door, I undress getting the grimy clothes off me and head under the shower nozzle
"This is amazing" I groan out smiling with pure happiness after a minute of just standing there a quickly wash up getting out wiping off with a towel I wrap it around me and search the lockers for some new clothes luckily I was able to find some black jeans and a black tank top I change quickly and let the boys shower, after everyone's done and in a better mood we head to the weapon storage Rick unlocking the door heading in
"A lot of it's gone missing" Rick says grabbing a gun
"Daddy can I learn to shoot?" Duane questions I smile thinking about when Rick taught me to shoot when I was younger
"Hell yes your gonna learn but we gotta do it carefully teach you to respect the weapon" Morgan looks at him seriously
"That's right it's not a toy you pull the trigger you have to mean it always remember that Duane" Rick adds
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Apocalyptic | Daryl Dixon |
FanfictionMy names Alexis but my family calls me Alex I'm 25 and my brothers Rick grimes we've always been super close so when the apocalypse breaks out I try to go find him but the zombies where to much to get to the hospital so I stayed behind at his house...
