( Maggie's POV )
It's just me. In this horrible place, we call our world.
I've been searching for our group for days.
I'm running out of water and food. It's been getting tougher and tougher.
I'm going to a place called Terminus. At least that's where I think I'm headed. I know our group, my family. I know they would think of going to a 'safe place'. I'm almost at Terminus. Or so I think so. This map I'm looking at is pretty confusing.
I hear a rustle in the bushes. I take my knife out ready to take out any walkers. But out comes... Oh my god.
"Carol," I scream and run to her. She's here. She's alive. I hug her as tightly as I can. "What's wrong?' she whispers to me, she can tell I'm crying.
"Glenn... He's not here, The prison, it got overrun..." I start off.
"I know, I saw, but we will find them, we always do." she tells me. I tell her where I'm headed and we keep on going, and finally we reach our destination. I walk up to the fence. But Carol tells me to stop and come back so we can watch and see who is there, " We need to be careful," she says.
We hear gunfire, and hear feet shuffling. Some people turn the corner. And I see them, I see our group. Carol and I both look at each other and smile. That's until we realize the gunfire is people shooting at our group, at my family.
I see them all stop, they are surrounded. The people tell them to all go in the train car.
Carol and I quickly make a plan, and she passes me one of her two rifles. She shoots a bullet through the fuel tanks and it makes a distraction and all the people at Terminus soon start running to see what the noise was.
( Rick's POV )
I hear an explosion, it sounds close. I tell my people to stay quiet and just wait it out. A few minutes later someone unlocks the train car's lock and turns the handle and opens the door. Actually not a someone, it's Maggie and Carol. Everyone gasps.
( Glenn's POV )
I gasp. "Oh my god," I hear someone say. I see Carol, I can't believe she's hear. Then a second person comes. Maggie. I run towards her and literally jump her. We fall to the floor still hugging. I don't care that everyone is watching us. My Maggie is here, she's here, not dead. "I love you," she whispers while crying.
( Maggie's POV )
"I love you too," he says while kissing me.
( Michonne's POV )
"I don't mean to ruin ya'll's moment, but we need to get the hell out of here," I tell them all. Maggie and Glenn both chuckle. We all get out of the train car, and I take a look around us. There are walkers everywhere.
We all take cover in this red-wall painted building. There is a bunch of guns and weapons and valuables on the tables. We all take what we need, and exit. We take down walkers. And people. It's whatever we need to do to keep our people safe. I think we took down everyone, everything.
Everything is quiet, the room, everything. Everything is simply quiet. "This is our new home," Rick continues," and I know I'm not God, or anything but I will do whatever it takes to keep our people alive, you guys are my family."
There is a cafeteria where we all stay there for the night, just talking, about anything, and everything we could talk about. This was a new change for us. We finally got a new home. A new start.
( Glenn's POV )
"Come on, let's go," I tell Maggie. We all just finished talking, about what we were going to do. It was done. I told Maggie let's go in one of the rooms that had a bed, so we can get our rest. Looks like Maggie had a different idea.
She dragged me to the bed. And started taking off my clothes. She starting kissing me on my neck, which turned me on, I flipped us over, and I started doing the same to her, she moaned. And oh god, was that sexy.
( Daryl's POV )
Oh hell no, not again, I tell myself. I swear, Maggie and Glenn can be a pain in the ass sometimes. Actually, I'll just let them be this time around. They haven't seen each other in a long time, they deserve some time together.
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Glenn & Maggie (TheWalkingDead)
RomanceGlenn and Maggie (from the Walking Dead). Those we love don't go away. Because they come back from the dead to haunt us, in a disfigured form called walkers. I do not own The Walking Dead, nor the Walking Dead characters. [Also not my fan art].