Fight The Dead, Fear The Living (Rick Grimes)

Chapter 16

I stood up warily, giving a small smile to the group who peered up at me as I walked over to where Rick was currently looking as he did the fourth perimeter check. As a twig snapped, Rick quickly turned around and a look of relief washed over his face as he realised it was only me and not a walker.

"Hey," I said, not knowing what I was going to say yet.

"Hey." He replied, I looked back at the group and saw them all engrossed in a conversation, now is my chance to actually talk to him.

"About earlier, when you said it wasn't a democracy," I started, he started walking as I followed, he was really keen on checking the perimeter for the fifth time.

"I just want you to know two things. 1. I completely agree with your decision to make it a Rick-Dictatorship but it will be stressful. 2. I don't blame you for killing Shane, I understand fully by the story you told us that he was dangerous and he tried to kill you plenty of times." I finished speaking and Rick didn't react so I started to walk back to the little circle the group formed but I was stopped in my steps when Rick decided to speak.

"Come here." He said, I turned around and walked over to him, he was stood facing me. He grabbed my hands and put them in his. I think he is trying to be sincere but it made butterflies erupt from my stomach.

"Thank you for sticking up for me back there, it means a lot." He said, he then pulled me into a hug and when he pulled out of it I decided to speak.

"I think that the perimeter is safe Rick, this must be the fifth time round, come and sit with the rest of us." I grabbed his hand and began pulling him towards the group. He stopped halfway there.

"Have you been watching me?" He asked, he was teasing me.

"No... Now come on." I said and succeeded in getting him to sit down.

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We waited until a little to actually enter the prison, Rick decided to go in first to make sure it was safe, when I say first I don't mean alone, I mean we all followed him in.

"What do you think? Home, sweet, home?" Daryl asked as he walked around.

"For the time being it's secure, this cell block is." Rick said.

"What about the rest of the prison?" I asked, the prison could hold a lot of essentials.

"In the morning, we'll find the cafeteria and infirmary." Rick explained.

"We'll sleep in the cells, I found keys on some guards. Daryl has a set too." Rick continued.

"I ain't sleeping in no cage. I'll take the perch." Daryl said, laying down on the perch.

I walked around until I found the cell I wanted, it was the same size as everybody else's but I was on the top floor and the bed was placed differently, that was all. I sat on the bed and Rick walked in.

"Can you stand up please?" He asked me, I stood, a look of confusion was on my face as he picked up my arms and inspected them.

"What're you doing?" I asked him, smiling a little as his light blue eyes looked into mine while a smile was present on his face too.

"Just checking for any scratches." He said, he checked the other arm too before he smiled and walked out again.

Not weird at all...

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Me, Rick, Daryl and Hershel were in the 'tombs' as Rick calls it, checking for an infirmary or a cafeteria for food. We had no idea where we were but when we turned a corner, there was a bunch of walkers that seemed unstoppable were coming our way.

"Go back! Go back!" Rick was shouting, we ran back but Hershel was dragged to the floor by a walker that seemed dead as it bit into his ankle.

Daryl slammed his knife into the walkers head and he helped Hershel to the cafeteria, which we just found. Rick was thinking quickly on his feet as he grabbed an axe and cut half of Hershel's leg off, making sure that the infection didn't spread.

I ripped a piece off my shirt and applied it to his wound as Rick stepped back a little, shocked at what he had just done.

I was completely focused on helping Hershel until I heard an unknown voice behind me.

"Holy shit."

I turned and saw 4 prisoners stood there, staring at Hershel.