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𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

*Suggestive language and interrogation abuse*

All night long, Rick had been lost in the prison's catacombs doing god knows what, and my dad and Daryl had taken over as leaders in his absence. Meanwhile, Glenn, Maggie, Gage, and I planned to make another run for formula and necessities for baby Grimes.

It was simple enough, going to a nearby store that we hadn't looted through before arriving here, deeming it worthy enough to attempt the supplies we need.

Sitting by Lilly and my brother, we all silently eat breakfast, which consisted of cold oatmeal and some fruit from a can from the lunch room, which surprisingly hit the spot.

What caught all of us off guard was the sudden arrival of Rick. He looked like he hadn't slept all night long, walking in like he was stepping on broken glass shards, ready to run at any moment as he eyed all of us.

"Everybody okay?" Rick asks as he slowly walks into the common room.

"Yeah, we are." Maggie tells him softly from the other table closer to the man.

"What about you?" Hershel asks him, every set of eyes on him as he walks closer.

"I cleared out the boiler block." Rick says, avoiding the question about his mental status.

"How many were there?" My dad asks from across the table, multitasking with feeding himself and the baby in his arms.

"I don't know. A dozen, two dozen." Rick answers. "I have to get back. Just wanted to check on Carl." He adds a moment later, and the tone in his voice, the body language sets alarms off in my head that he was in fact not alright.

"Rick, we can handle taking out the bodies. K, you don't have too." Glenn suddenly says, getting up from the table by Maggie and her dad.

"No, I do." Our leader argues simply like its not up for debate before walking over to Daryl on the steps. "Everyone have a gun and a knife?" He asks no one in particular now and I get ridged by his demeanor.

"Yeah, we're running low on ammo though." Daryl tells him as Rick stares him down.

"Maggie, Amira, Gage, and I were planning on making a run this afternoon. Found a phonebook with some places we can hit, look for bullets and formula." Glenn explains, walking over to Rick to get his focus back on him.

"We cleared out the generator room. Axel's there trying to fix it in case of emergency we're gonna sweep the lower levels as well." Daryl explains to Rick now before our leader nods.

"Good. Good." Rick agrees before walking away from Gage's dad and leaving the room completely.

The moment he hits the barred door, Hershel calls after him in protest but it's futile as he disappears from sight around the corner, shutting the door behind himself as he leaves.

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Daryl, Axel, and Carl had gone to the generator room to attempt to repair the generator, leaving Gage, Maggie, Glenn, and I to pile into the old red truck and head to the store we'd planned to hit for supplies.

The ride was silent, no one sure where to start a conversation after everything in the last twenty four hours, so when we pull up to an abandoned parking lot I let out a breath of relief, knowing soon we'd be in the store and out of the tiny truck.