TWD-Vivian Grimes

THE OBILGED

ALEXANDRIA

Vivian is sleeping with Rosita's arm over her stomach. She opens her eyes and turns on her side pecking Rosita on the lips before sitting up and grabs her shirt slipping it down her body.

In the kitchen, Judith is sitting on the counter while Vivian is cutting fruits with a knife. She hands a piece to her sister who takes it and eats it.

Elsewhere, Vivian is looking over a map of the church with Scott overlooking the center courtyard.

Annabelle is standing between two fighting women arguing over something.

Jenna is in the infirmary handing a sick woman a glass of water.

NIGHT

Walkers turns their heads behind where Vivian is clutching her sword. They stand up and approaches her.

She swings her sword wildly slicing and dicing the walkers cutting them down

DAY

Vivian is holding Judith in her arms while holding a tomato plant to her sister. They place the plant in a basket.

HOUSE

The table is littered with dozens of books and Annabelle sitting at the head writing down notes on a piece of paper.

NIGHT

Vivian swings her sword slicing a walker's head off then spins around and swings her blade across another walker's head.

She grabs a walker by its throat staring into its eyes before ramming her sword through its forehead.

HOUSE

She wets a cloth and runs it along the bloody blade washing off the blood.

Montage shots of Vivian running her blade through a walker's head from behind.

A shot of her swinging her sword taking out two walkers side by side in expert quick kills.

DAY

Vivian smiles as Judith runs past her through the field. Ian and Rick gives chase after Judith. Ian catches her and spins her around making her giggle.

NIGHT

Vivian walks across a field looking up seeing a walker hanging by its neck on a high tree branch as rain falls down.

The walker's hands are bound together. Vivian's lips quivers as she stares at the walker.

DAY-CAMP

Rick and Ian are staring at the raging waters flowing under the bridge. Later they're walking through the camp with Lyla

Lyla: I figure you saw the rushing rapids under the bridge?

Rick: We have.

Lyla: Seems Mommy Nature served us up a serious bowl of whoop ass in the overnight rainfall.

Ian: What are the chances the bridge will hold?

Lyla: Adding in all that stress of the water against the supports, I hate to say this but it's bad in the long term.

Rick and Ian sighs while Ian pitches the bridge of his nose.

Lyla: I'm sorry.

Rick: There's gotta be a way.

Lyla: I wish there were. But it's not safe to keep working on. Not with the numbers we got. There is one small silver lining

Ian: What's that?

Lyla: The two herds nearby we've been tracking, Tybalt and Cordelia, are running parallel as we expected. But shows no signs of merging which is kick ass news, not only for the camp's safety but because they merge, it'll be massive.