HILLTOP
Ian is sitting on the balcony holding the letter in his hand, slowly moving his eyes over the words. He looks down below seeing Brian and Daryl walking across the yard.
Carl: I remember my eight birthday at the KCC with that giant cake and Aunt Evie showing up on leave, surprising all of us. I remember Mom. I remember Codger, that dog you used to have.
A lone tear rolls down Ian's face.
Carl: I remember school and going to the movies and you ordering pizza on Friday nights and annoying Viv all the time. I loved doing that.
Ian lets out a small chuckle
Carl: And Grandma and Grandpa and church, those summer BBQs in the kiddie pool Dad got me. Could've used that at the prison. You told me about the walks we'd take when I was three. You holding our hands around the neighborhood, all the way to Ross's farm. I didn't know that I remembered them but I do. Cause I see the sun and the corn and that cow that walked up to the fence and looked Viv in the eye. You told me about all that stuff, but it isn't just that stuff.
A shot of Ian's tear filled eyes.
Carl: It's how I felt. Holding your hand, I felt happy and special. I felt safe. I thought growing up was about getting a job and maybe a family, being an adult.
Down in the yard, Shaun is shown holding Gracie in his arms
Carl: But growing up is making yourself and the people you love safe-----as safe as you can, because things happen. They happened before. Dad was shot before things went bad and you were there for us like you always are, Uncle Ian. Kind of felt like things went bad because he was shot. I want to make all of you feel safe. I want to make Jenna feel safe. I got lucky finding her in all this. I want her to be happy, find someone else and live her life.
Another lone tear slowly rolls down Ian's face
Carl: I want you to feel just like I felt when you held my hand. Just to feel that way for five minutes. I've watched you and I know you feel that way whenever you're around Anna. I'd give anything to make you feel that way now. I wanted to kill Negan. For taking Glenn, Grady, and even Abraham away. I don't think it's done now. You went out there again, but I don't think they surrendered. I don't think they will.
A shot of Lyla walking through the prison pen with Alden beside her, she's giving him orders and he nods his head.
Carl: There are workers in there. They're just normal people----old people, young people, families. You don't want them to die, Uncle Ian and I know Dad doesn't want that either. We're so close to starting everything over, so close to starting everything Grady believed we could do. We have friends now.
A shot of Jenna sitting against the trailer reading her letter from Carl, tears in her eyes
Carl: It's that bigger world Jesus talked about----the Kingdom, Hilltop----
A shot of Brian watching as Maggie loads up guns in the back of a car. He looks down revealing he's reading his letter from Carl.
Carl: There's got to be more places, more people out there, a chance for everything to change and keep changing, everyone giving everyone the opportunity to have a life----a real lie. So if they won't end it, you have to. You have to give them a way out. You have to find peace with Negan, find a way forward somehow
A shot of Annabelle walking out of one of the trailers and closes her eyes taking a deep breath letting the sun hit her face.
Carl: We don't have to forget what happened but you can make it so it won't happen again, that nobody has to live this way. That every life is worth something. Start everything over. Show everyone that they can be safe again without killing, that it can feel safe again, that it could go back to being birthdays and school and jobs and even Friday night pizza somehow. And walks with a Uncle holding a brother and sister's hands. Make that come back. And go on those walks with Judith. She'll remember them. I love you. Carl.
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TWD-Vivian Grimes
FanfictionVivian Grimes: oldest child of Rick and Lori Grimes. When the dead began attacking the living, she thought her dad was dead until he found his way back to them again