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Who We Are

Jason groaned with effort as he pulled the body of one of the Wolves who attacked across the floor. He and Carl had agreed to clear the bodies out of the house before the blood dried and stained the floor. The body of the man was heavy and the blood made it stick to the floorboards as Jason pulled it along by the legs. Jason's face tensed with the effort which caused the slash to his cheek to burn as it opened wider.

"That's not going to stop bleeding unless you go to the infirmary." Carl told him as he grabbed the dead man's arms to help the move.

"We can do this first, then I'll go to the infirmary." Jason replied with a huff of effort as they made it outside. "A cut to the face isn't gonna kill me."

Carl sighed and didn't bother to respond. As far as he was concerned, stubborn should be Jason's middle name because the older teen was ridiculously difficult sometimes. He grunted with effort as they worked together to lift the body onto a wheelbarrow where the other body already lay. Jason wiped his brow, smearing blood over his forehead because of the blood on his hands.

"At least we survived." Jason commented with a loud huff as he relaxed.

"What about everyone else?" Carl questioned, concern suddenly hitting him.

"I'm sure our people are fine." Jason replied as they headed back into the house. "Theirs, well, I'm not so sure."

"We need to find out." Carl insisted.

"And we will when I take the bodies to the graveyard." Jason answered as the front door opened.

The two teens immediately snapped their vision towards the front door, both of them reaching for their weapons on reflex. They relaxed when they realised it was Maggie who had come by.

"Are you boys alright?" She asked with her thick country accent. "Nobody has seen either of you in a while."

"We're fine, just clearing out a couple of bodies." Jason answered, wincing as his cheek continued to sting and bleed.

"That's gonna need stitches." Maggie commented, nodding her head towards the teen.

"That's what I've been saying." Carl added with a knowing smirk. He had someone on his side this time.

"And when Carol or Rick get back to take care of Judith, I'll go to the infirmary." Jason told them, raising his hands defensively.

"I can look after her." Maggie suggested.

"She's upstairs." Carl told her before Jason could protest.

Maggie nodded and headed past them towards the staircase. Jason sighed and looked at Carl who was smirking in victory. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. He wasn't allowed to win when it came to his health.

"We'll dump the bodies at the graveyard first, okay?" Jason told him as he headed for the back door.

"Fine." Carl answered with mock exasperation followed by a light giggle.

Jason and Carl walked along the wooden porch and knocked on the infirmary door before entering the house. They looked around, finding the place to be almost identical to how it was when Pete was in charge. The last time either of them had been there was when Jason had hit his head in the fight with Pete.

"Hey!" A female voice called from the far side of the room.

The two boys turned to find a slightly overweight woman with dirty blonde hair and glasses standing by the bed. She dressed casually, blue denim jeans, long sleeved blue shirt and a white t-shirt on top of that. She looked at them nervously but with a warm smile all the same.