Inside These Prison Walls(TWD fanfic)

Chapter Two

 I wake up with a jolt. The dreams from the past couple of months still scare me. I try to sit up, but something stops me. I look down and see my wrist is zip tied to the bed post. I almost laugh at how easy this will be. Within seconds, my wrist is free and I'm up moving towards my bag. I'm pulling my knife out of it as Rick walks in.

"Whoah," He says. "We're not going to hurt you."

"You zip tied me to a bed." I say coolly.

"As a precaution." He stretches out his hand in a form of surrender. "We know you've been alone for a while and we didn't want anything to happen."

I lower my knife down to my side.

"We're all out eating dinner if you want to join us and meet everybody."

"How long was I asleep?" I ask.

"Several hours."

I glance down at the watch on my wrist. A jagged crack spread throughout it. "You have go to be kidding me!"

"What's wrong?"

"My watch broke!" I take it off and fling it against the wall. "Stupid thing."

"Did it have importance?"

My voice cracks a little with emotion as I respond. "It was my dads."

"I'm sorry." he says, the look in his eyes tells me its sincere.

"Hey Rick! Foods ready!" Somebody calls.

"Oh, right. Come meet everybody."

I follow him out of the cell. We walk into the room that Carol led me into with all the tables. There everybody sits.

"Oh, our guest is awake!" Hershel says with a smile. He beckons me to sit down and hands me a bowl of soup.

"Hi." A pretty blonde says. She's sitting next to me, holding a baby.

"Hi. I'm Taylor." I say.

"I'm Beth."

"Nice to meet you." I gesture towards the baby. "And who's that cutie?"

"Oh, she's Judith."

"Hi Judith." I say. She grabs my fingers and holds on tight.

"Oh she likes you. She barely likes anybody." Beth says.

I just laugh.

"Taylor," Rick says, "This is Carol, my son Carl, Glenn, Maggie, Daryl, you met Hershel, and then there's also Michonne, but she isn't here right now."

"Hi." I sat to everyone, feeling a bit shy and uncomfortable. Murmurs of greetings follow.

"So, Taylor," Hershel says, after everyone has started eating. "What did you do before all of this?"

"I was a nurse." I say, spooning some soup into my mouth.

"A nurse really? It'd be great to have another medical professional around. What department did you work?"

"Pediatrics."

"So you worked with kids?" Rick asks.

"Yeah."

"Good. It'd be good to have that around for Judith." He tousles her hair, resulting in a smile and little laugh.

"So you're her father?"

"Yeah." He replies. I notice how thick his accent is.

"Where's the mother?"

A hush falls upon the table.