Shane Walsh's Sister

Chapter 12

Ricks POV
Everybody is hearbroken over Sophia, and has been giving Carol grief and pity, but nobody knows who else came out of that barn.  I do, Lori and Carl do, Shane and Daryl know who but never met him.  She lost her son.  Carol lost her daughter.  The only difference is, Carol is back to doing everyday things, Emma, well she just sits by his grave everyday.  She doesn't know how to accept it, and I want to help, but I'd do the exact same thing if it was Carl that came out of that barn.  I don't know what to do, and people are starting to get worried about her.

Emma's POV
I know people are worried about me. Daryl, Rick, and Shane the most. I just sit by his grave, each and everyday. I, it's just really hard to accept that my first born, and only child, is gone. Rick comes by everyday and brings food. Daryl comes to me at night, sits with me.

I hear footsteps, as they near me. Probably Shane again, telling me to "snap out of it, not that big of a deal", bullshit, he doesn't know. Somebody sits down next to me, I don't even look over though. "He was your son". A woman's voice says. I look over. Carol. "Yeah". I whisper. "I'm sorry". She tells me. "I'm sorry too".

"You should come on up for dinner. People have been wondering, plus we need to get you back. Trust me, I'm devastated, but we, both of us have to move on". Carol whispers, truthfully. I look at her, as she has a sad smile on her face. I return it. "Okay". I whisper, my voice barely audible.

Carol stands up and extends her hand. Grabbing it, she pulls me up, and we start our walk to the house. We talk on the way there. Apparently I had been out here for over a week, and in that time, there is some prisoner in the barn now. Didn't really get the entire story, and everybody has moved into the house. Carol and I walk up the steps to the deck, and into the house. I take a deep breath, as we turn into the kitchen. All conversation stops, and all eyes turn to us. Almost everybody looks at us with pity, I mean we are the ones who lost our children.

I sit down in between Carl and Daryl. Daryl gives me a side hug, and kisses my forehead. Conversations begin again, and Carol brings me a bowl of soup and some bread. I thank her and start eating. "I'm sorry. I miss him too". A small voice says. I look over to Carl, who gives me a straight, but sad face. I pull him in for a small hug. "We'll be okay. All of us". I whisper. We pull away and start eating.

Thankfully nobody really talked to me during dinner. I'm sure Rick told everyone who I lost, and that's why, but I'm okay with that. He had a right to.  I sit on the porch swing, swaying back and forth.  The door slams, startling me.  I stand up, and walk over to Daryl, who is now standing on the porch.  He pulls me into a hug and kisses my head.  "Lets go to bed".  He whispers.  I pull away and nod.

Daryl leads me into a small room, with maybe a twin bed in the center of.  Not the biggest bed, but it's still a bed, and that's good.  Daryl closes the door before coming over to me and kissing me.  I turn him around and we fall on the bed, me on top, of course.  I straddle his waist and start kissing his neck.  Before I know it, he flips is, so he's in control.  Kissing my neck, and quickly finding my sweet spot, I let out a soft moan.  He peels off my shirt, and I his. 

Things pretty much escalated from there... you get the picture...

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