*The Walking Dead*

Part 8

Cameron's pov

Sammy's pregnant.

Wow.

I'm sitting down and I'm approached by Nate.

"Cameron.. We can't stay in this Tour bus forever. It's gonna get overrun." He whispers.

"We'll wait for that time to come. But for now we need somewhere safe and that's the tourbus" I say.

"But Cameron... We could be driving and hitting herds of them and they stop the tour bus. I'm telling you" Nate says.

"Okay, like I said we need the Tour bus. So when that time comes of hitting a herd. We'll run" I say.

"Yeah right, Sammy running while he's pregnant?" Nate says.

"So then what do you think we should go? The tour bus is our best bet" I say.

"Cameron.. You just don't want to actually face what's going on. But you have to. We all have to! Go outside and get through this shit! And i think soon we should start walking and find a place" Nate says as he sits.

"Okay.." I say hesitantly.

I look over and see Sammy looking out the window watching the raindrops.

I walk over there and sit by him, I move his hair out of his face and he has his face down on his hand holding his face up looking out the window.

"Sammy.."  I say and wipe a tear.

"Sammy.." I say.

"What?" He says while looking out the window.

"Don't burden yourself" I say.

"This baby.. Not a burden Sammy." I say.

He sighs and rubs his stomach.

"Thank you. I'm a little bit tired so I'm gonna go to bed.. Okay? I'll see you in there" he says and walks to the bunk.

I sigh and look over at Nate "hey, hold the fort down, while I take a nap?" I say.

"Yeah" he says.

I walk over to the bunk and crawl in.

I lay down and rub Sammy's arm, I make him turn around and he looks at me and gives a dim smile. "Cameron." He says.

"What?" I say.

"I- Don't want everyone to hate me" he says.

"They don't" I say.

He turns on his back and looks up at the top of the bunk. I see a tear slip out of his eye.

I bring my hand up and set it on his stomach. I rub it Easily "Sammy. You both are gorgeous... Cause your pregnant doesn't mean they all hate you. Listen to me, all of us. Me you, the baby are gonna survive" I say.

He smiles and puts his hand on my face.

Whatcha think?