Your Crying Shoulder

Waste of Bullets

3rd Person Pov

Rick Grimes stormed out of the room with a very confused Glenn and T-dig behind him. When Rick broke the man's leg, it startled both of them, but they didn't dare question Rick. It really bothered T-Dog the way Mae's father looked at her and the way Rick and Daryl both responded to him gave him an uncomfortable feeling. Anthony's screams started to fade away as the men made their way back into the Cell Block. The group looked up at the men as they entered. Glenn immediately went over to Maggie as T walked over next to Carol. All eyes were on Rick who was still stopped at the door. He looked around and didn't see Daryl or Mae so he figured they were upstairs. Making eye contact with the members of his group, he sighed when he fell upon the worried expressions belonging to his family in particular. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair and walked to the small circle of survivors. They all watching him, waiting for him to speak. Rick started to rub his fists as he said,

"We ran into another prisoner"

A few gasps were heard around the group, but some just had fearful expressions.

"But I thought you said all of them were dead but two." Carol said.

"That was what I thought, but we ran into another" he said.

"Well is he like the others?" Maggie asked.

"no....I know this one..I'm the one that put him here in the first place" Rick said hesitantly looking at his wife.

Her expression changed immediately and she gripped onto Carl tighter. Rick had put a lot of criminals behind bars, but only one imprinted in his mind for years. One that made things extremely personal and after seeing Daryl bring in Mae in the state that she was, she knew who it was. Rick looked back among the worried faces of his group.

"Well what are we going to do?" Carl asked, "We going to kill him?"

Rick shook his head and then looked back up at his son, "I don't know."

"Maybe we all should vote on it?" Carol asked.

"No, it isn't any of our decision, not even mine" he said.

A few of the group looked at him confused as he continued, "I'll let you know soon what we do with him" and he walked up the stairs.

When he reached Mae's cell, He pulled back the blanket that was covering the door and saw Daryl pacing back and forth angrily and Mae sitting on the bed, pale as a ghost, and starring at the wall across from her blankly. Neither of them seemed to notice him until he cleared his throat. Daryl stopped pacing and looked at him, but Mae didn't move. Rick looked at her worriedly and then back at Daryl.

"She's been like this since we left, ain't said a word." Daryl said looking at the girl.

Rick nodded and then said, "we have a decision to make"

"Ain't no decision, we kill the bastard" Daryl spat.

"As much as I agree with you there, it isn't our decision to make" Rick said and then looked over at Mae.

She was sitting there with absolutely no sign of life. He wasn't even sure she was breathing. Walking slowly over to her so he wouldn't startle her, he bent down to be level with her and gripped her hand. He was startled when it was ice cold which instantly worried him. Looking up at her, his concern only grew seeing her eyes seemed to be a dull, dead color. The woman she had been for the past few months completely gone and the little girl he met before was in front of him. This only increased his hatred for Anthony more.

"Mae?" he whispered.

The girl said nothing. Didn't even make eye contact. Rick shook his head and looked up to Daryl who was watching the two. Rick sighed and looked back to Mae,