I follow Rick up the porch steps as he knocks on the door. Hershel tells us to come in so we do so quietly, "a little light reading for lunch?" Rick asks as we see Hershel reading the bible as he eats lunch off his plate.
Rick puts his hands on the chair in front of him and I stand with mine in my jean pockets, "been working so hard lately, I get my studying where I can." Hershel responds.
"You know we can help you out with your work." Rick offers.
"It's my field to tend." Hershel says with force.
Rick pauses and looks at me, I barely nod him on to continue eyeing him with caution, "we found the barn."
Hershel answers without looking up, "Leave it be."
"Well, I'd like to talk about it, but either way, your barn, your farm, your say." He says, letting him know we understand his rules here.
"I don't want to talk about the barn. I don't want to debate." Hershel says back.
I step in then, "not a debate Hershel, a discussion."
Hershel stares at him, chewing the rest of the food in his mouth. He wipes it with a napkin and calmly says, "I need you and your group gone by the end of the week."
Rick breaths for a moment, "I talked to Dale. You and I have our differences with the way we look at the walkers. Those people, they may be dead, they may be alive. But my people, us, we are alive right now, right here, right in front of you. You send us out there and that could change."
I wait where I am, not feeling the need to jump in yet, "I've given you safe harbor. My conscience is clear." Hershel responds.
Rick sits down at the chair now and I step up behind it, "this farm. This farm is special. You've been shielded from what's been going on out there. Dale said you saw everything happen on the news. Well, its been— its been a long time since the cameras stopped rolling." Hershel takes his plate off the table and moves towards the kitchen while Rick follows him in. "The first time I saw a walker it was just half a body snapping at me from the ground. My inclination wasn't to kill it. But what the world is out there isn't what you saw on TV. It is much much worse and it changes you. Either into one of them or something a lot less than the person you were. "Please do not, "he pauses for only a second "do not send us out there again." I stay where I am behind the chair, still able to see everything that's going on, still able to hear it. "My wife's pregnant." Rick tells him. He then looks at me and I force the emotion of shock off my face with a small smile. "That's either a gift here or a death sentence out there." He tells Hershel, "if we were to stay we could help you with the work, with securing this place. We can survive together."
"Rick, I'm telling you we can't." Hershel says with a heavy look on his face.
"You think about what you're doing." Rick argues.
"I've thought about it." Hershel says back instantly.
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Daring To Feel: A Walking Dead Fan Fiction
FanfictionSadie-Mae and Rick Grimes make it out of the hospital after a struggle trapped them inside! Together they find their way out and into the world and its new order. He's looking for his family, and she's looking to hide, even from herself. Will she be...