Freedom, Love and Sacrifice - A walking dead sequel

Chapter 44

Welcome to the penultimate chapter of Freedom, Love and Sacrifice. I can't believe I have come this far and that's all thanks to you guys. Without ur brilliant support, these stories would have stayed just stories in my head which I only  would have visited when I was bored. Now, many of u have asked for me to write another story based on Season 4. Unfortunatley as much as I would love to considering Season 4 is kicking ass right now (R.I.P Hershel) I can't because of college and numerous work deadlines. But I hopefully will be writing a Steven Yeun fanfic with a historical twist so look out for that and who knows, you all may see my novel in the store one day. Fingers crossed. So anyway, here we go, I give u chapter 44 :)

We left the building. After a bit Michonne joined us, tear tracks streaking down her cheeks when I glanced at her. I felt so sorry for her. She had lost her best friend because of one asshole. But now it was time. Time for his sick reign to end. And I was going to do it.

"What do we do?" Tyreese asked Rick.

"You and Cori get all the innocent people of Woodbury out of here and to the prison. They need to get out of there. They're vunlerable." He replied.

Tyreese nodded. "Ok, sure thing. Cori?" She turned to him. "On it. Let me just do somethin' first." She said.

She walked up to Daryl, grabbed him and kissed him so deeply I thought she was going to eat him. "Ok, um Cori I think you've had enough now." I whispered. I knew she was still sad considering she had lost her twin and possibly the last member of her family but we needed to get moving.

They parted quickly and Cori glared at me. "I am just kissing my boyfriend goodbye. You probably did it to Caleb! So excuse me for making sure we say goodbye in case either one of us winds up dead!" She retorted, angrily.

I took a step back, shocked. "OK, OK, I get it. Look I'm sorry." I replied, a little hurt. I mean, jeeze I'd only told her to stop eating my brother. But then I felt guilty. She was never going to see Caleb again, not unless she believed in Heaven and all that.  And despite my being the mother of his child amd he being my fiancee and true love, it was she who had the deepest bond with him. They had known each other their whole lives. Maybe the bond had been forged from the moment they had both taken their first ever breath. If their bond was anything like mine and Daryl's I knew she would be dying inside.

Cori sighed. "I'm sorry too. I just.... can't believe he's gone. I never thought he could die. He seemed so... invincible." She admitted, sadly.

"And you blame me for that, right?" I asked, hestitantly. I wouldn't blame her if she did. It was my fault. I should have done something other than just standing there. I should have wrestled the knife out of The Governor's grasp and maybe taken the stab myself. But then that would have killed the baby and probably me. 

Cori shook her head. "No I don't. 'Cause above all else I believe that Caleb was trying to protect you. Stupid fool." She said, rolling her eyes slightly.

I smiled a little. Trust Cori to make a tragic situation a bit humourous. "I miss him." I confessed.

"Of course you do." She said, walking over to me and gathering me in a hug. "But he's gonna live on in this little one." She moved her hand to rest on my stomach. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Rick flinch uncomfortably. I bit my lip, feeling even more guilty. God, what was I thinking? The birth was only going to bring back painful and unwanted memories of Lori for him. And that was something I would never dream of doing in a million years. 

Rick cleared his throat, snapping me out of my tortured thoughts and drawing all our attetions to him. "Alroght, we don't have time to waste. Let's go." He ordered.