Lilly X Carl Grimes

Little Ass kicker Pt. 16

Word Count: 1066

"COME ON," I yell holding open the door.

Lori, Maggie and Carl rush into the dark room, away from the walkers.

We were all trying to clear out the rest of the prison, kid walk through Lori went into labor, and Hershel can't deliver it because of the incident the other day when we started clearing the prison.

Rick, Hershel, Glenn and t-dog went to search for supplies. Hershel got attacked by a walker which bit him in the leg. Rick chopped it off, trying to save him, and now he's been passed out for days. We aren't sure if he's gonna make it.

Lori screams from the pain while sitting down on the floor, Maggie sits with her and gets ready for the baby.

Lori starts to cry, "I can't do it," she lifts her shirt slightly, "Can you see my old C-section scar?"

"I can't do it," Maggie says.

"You have to save my baby, for me, for all of us please," Lori cries.

Carl hands Maggie his knife.

"Carl, you're gonna be fine, your so smart and brave, and you're gonna be this world I know it. You gotta do what's right, and if it feels wrong don't do it ok? My sweet boy, you the best thing I've ever done, please take care of your little brother or sister for me, and your daddy. And you need to take care of Lilly. Both of you are so strong," she cry's as her and Carl hug one last time.

Maggie gets ready to make the cut and Carl cry's. He grabs a hold of my hand as Maggie makes the cut, Lori screams but soon after, she's gone.

I help Lori get the baby out, Carl gives us his jean jacket and we wrap up the baby.

"We need to go," Maggie says.

"We can't just leave her, she'll turn," I say.

"No, she's my mom," Carl says.

Me and Maggie look away as the gunshot fires. Carl walks past us, not saying anything. We all walk out to the front to meet the others.

The baby cries as we reach the others, who are screaming over something. As Rick looks over he's face goes blank, "Where- Where is she?" He says as his eyes start to water.

Maggie shakes her head, Rick screams "No no no," as he walks around.

I didn't even realize I was crying until now, everyone's surrounding the baby, even Hershel's back up, with crutches obviously. He checks on the baby and makes sure it's ok.

"She's ok, but she's going to need formula, and soon otherwise she won't survive," Hershel says.

She, it's a baby girl. Someone's gotta come up with a name for her.

"I ain't losing anyone else, I'll go out and look for baby formula," Daryl says.

"I'll go with," Maggie and Glenn say at the same time.

They leave so it's just Me, Carl, the baby, Hershel and Rick. He doesn't look like he's doing to good, he just lost his wife so I don't blame him.

Me, Carl and Beth take the baby and go back to our cleared out cell block. Beth goes into her room trying to calm the baby down, while I follow Carl into our room.

We share a bunk bed in our cell, he took the top bunk, which is fine because i like how on the bottom one I can hang blankets around it to make it darker while I sleep.

He climbs up into his bunk and cry's into his pillow. I feel so bad, Lori was like a second mom to me. And I know how much Carl loved her.

It shatters me listening to him cry, I almost asked him what's wrong or if he was ok but that would be stupid to ask in a situation right now.

I climb up his bunk and sit next to him with my legs hanging off the edge of the bed. I put my hand on his back "It's going to be ok," I say quietly.

I've never been good at comforting people, at all really. But he just lost his mom, and Rick isn't in his right mind.

He slowly sits up, still crying. "Breathe Carl, breathe," I say holding on tightly to his hand.

He trying to take a breath but starts to choke up a bit. I've seen Carl cry a few times, nothing like this though. I can feel my own eyes still wet, but Carls my main priority right now.

That's a lie, he's always been my main priority, since the day we met at the camp. I wanted to make sure he was always ok.

"Sorry," he says wiping his eyes.

This confuses me, is he sorry for crying? Why in the world would he be sorry for crying?

I sit there awkwardly, not knowing what to do, like I said, I've never been good at comforting people.

"Do you.. want a hug?" I say trying to find ways to make him feel better.

He looks at me with his icy blue eyes and nods. I open my arms and we hug. We stay like that for a while, arms intertwined.

He's warm, really warm, it's comforting. "It's going to be ok," I say still while hugging him.

He nods, "yeah, yeah it will".

He stay hugging for a bit longer and finally let go, I didn't want to, but we should go check on the baby.

We both get up and find Beth holding the baby. Me and Carl sit there for a half hour going back and forth with the baby trying to calm her down. Carl thinks of baby names, all of them being after people we lost, Sofia, Amy, Andrea etc.

Daryl, Glenn and Maggie get back with formula for the baby and I get a bottle ready. Carl hands her to Daryl and i give him the bottle to feed her.

Who would've known that a mean dude would have a soft spot for babies. Judith almost immediately stops crying as Daryl holds her, which is a relief.

"Does she have a name yet?" Daryl's asks.

Carl lists off the names, of people we lost, some faces become sad at the mention of them. "How bout little ass kicker," Daryl jokes.

Everyone laughs, she is our little ass kicker.