Chapter 54

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Kira

"Judith."

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I enter back into the prison. As I enter the cell block, the others were coming in from outside. Andrea enters, stopping at the top of the stairs and looking around at everything- our home. I walk over to the nearest table, holding onto my gun. Andrea locks eyes with Carol, embracing her in a tight hug. 

"After you saved me, we thought you were dead." Carol sighs in the hug. Andrea's eyes turn to Hershel. Her eyes widen and her mouth falls open.

"Hershel, my God." She gasps. Carol breaks the hug and steps off to the side. Andrea takes another moment to look at all of us. "I can't believe this." And then she asks the one question that I don't think any of us had thought of in a long, long while. "Where's Shane?" Rick looks down. I can see his jawline tightening. His silence gives Andrea her answer. "And Lori?" She continues. Again, Rick lowers his head, evading the heartbreaking answer. 

"She had a girl. Lori didn't survive." Hershel answers. With Shane, it's different. Nobody wanted to talk about Shane and what he tried to do to Rick that night on the farm. It was...shit, how do I even explain it? Backstabbing? Horrible? A difficult subject? Andrea would ask questions. Knowing Rick, he's not the one to want to answer them. Killing your own best friend, someone you considered a brother, that isn't something you just openly talk about. And neither is Lori's story. Of course, it's more tragic, heartbreaking. But even that is a tough subject to openly talk about.

"Neither did T-Dog." Maggie adds.

"I'm so sorry." Andrea says softly. She finds Carl, tilts her head and gives him a saddened look. "Carl." She softly calls. I guess with the way Carl is adapting to getting used to all the death and all the pain he sees as he grows, it's like nothing fazes him these days. I mean, hell, the look he had on his face after putting Lori down, there was nothing behind those eyes, not a single tear coming down his face. Even now, as Andrea silently gives him her condolences, Carl gives her a blank stare. Not even a little nod to the head to silently thank her.

Andrea turns to Rick, shaking her head as she slowly moves for him. "Rick, I-" She stops herself when she sees Rick shaking his head, and backs away from her. We all know Lori and Andrea budded heads before. I've done the same with her in the past. But I don't believe she'd wish Lori was dead. I never did. 

Andrea turns away from Rick. Her eyes scan around the prison, taking in every detail of our home. "You all live here?" She asks.

"Here and the cell block." Glenn answers. Andrea points to the cells.

"There? Can I go in?" She asks, moving for the door.

"I won't allow that." Rick blocks her off with his body. Andrea takes offense.

"I'm not an enemy, Rick." She defends.

"We had that field and courtyard until your boyfriend tore down the fence with a truck and shot us up." Rick argues. She frowns at his words.

"He said you fired first." She says. Rick coldly shrugs his shoulders.

"Well, he's lying." He says. Everybody knew not to explain ourselves to Andrea. Sure, we've changed. But if Andrea remembered who we were, she'd know that we don't start problems with anyone. I think we were all a bit angry at her when she basically blurted out that she believed the Governor's words over ours.

"He killed an inmate who survived in here." Hershel adds.

"We liked him. He was one of us." Daryl speaks.

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