All My Fault [The Walking Dead fanfic]

Tombs

Standing frozen in the life I've chosen. You won't find me, the past is so behind me. Buried in the snow.

- Demi Lovato lyric from Let It Go.

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An alarm rang in my ears. Luke stood above me with a knife in hand.

"What the hell?" I demanded.

He instantly ran from me. Luke was a fast runner. I got out of the cell and down the steps. Walkers came from the doors to my left so I ran towards the exit where Luke ran. We ran out the door and Lori and Jordan came running in.

"Come on, Logan!" Jordan yelled.

Lori took my arm and we ran into the tombs. Lights flickered above. Walkers lurked in the shadows. We ran blindly throughout the tombs until a screeching sound came from Lori.

"Oh, god... The baby!" She cried.

"Come on, in here!" Jordan ordered.

We found a sort of room. I slammed the door behind us. I knew walkers were passing by the door so I kept my gun out.

"Ah!" Lori screamed.

I ran to her side.

"See my old C-section scar? You must cut me open there," Lori ordered as she lifted her shirt, exposing her stomach.

"No! No!" She refused.

"And once your done, Logan, you have to shoot me," Lori stated.

"What? No!"

"You have to! You must! It can't be Rick!" Lori argued.

I held her hand and she looked me in the eye.

"Honey, look, I don't want you to be scared. Your gonna be fine. Your going to beat this world, I know you will. Because you are smart, you are strong, and you are so brave. And I love you. Promise me you'll do what's right, all the time. Please, don't let the world spoil you," Lori said to me, shedding a tear as each word slipped out of her mouth.

Lori pulled me in for a hug.

"I love you!" She cried.

Her cries were like daggers cutting into me. I hated to see the woman I would have loved to call my mother leave.

"Please, Jordan, take care of Carl for me, okay? And Rick too," Lori said.

"I will," Jordan said, holding in her tears.

Lori was now laying in a puddle of my tears. Jordan took out her knife and Lori lifted her shirt, exposing her belly. Jordan cut Lori open with her knife. Lori screamed in pain.

"Stop it, your killing her!" I shout.

"I must..." Jordan hesitated then said it more firmly. "I must."

And this was it. The death of Lori Grimes. Jordan was forced to enter the cut in Lori's stomach and pull out the baby. She cut the cord that was attached to the baby and patted it's back. It began crying as any baby would. I took off my sweater and gave it to Jordan to keep the baby in.

"Let's go," She said, now standing.

"Wait," I stopped her.

I held my gun in my hands. I took one last look at Lori and felt the kick of the gun. I felt my heart shatter in a million pieces. I turned away from Lori's corpse and Jordan and I left the tombs. By now the walkers were gone and the group stood outside the cell block. All of them saw us but Rick. He did not hear us.

"We must look for Lori and Jordan to see..." Rick paused when he heard the baby cry.

I myself, collapsed onto the ground, crying the most I ever had. I could hear Rick crying already.

"No... No... No, no, no, no..." He cried.

I forced myself to stop crying and to stand up. Elise helped me up. My body was extremely weak and could barley stand. Elise helped me into the cell block while Rick ran into the tombs with an axe in hand. Elise helped me onto the bed but I simply slid off the edge.

"Logan... Be strong. Be strong." Elise told me.

Lori told me I was strong... Elise was giving me more reasons to cry my heart out.