Chapter 22 - Holding hands

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A/N": Hello Loves, I just wanted to say thank you for reading! Also I just wanted to ask, DID YOU GUYS SEE LAST NIGHTS EPISODE!!!!! OMG IT WAS SOOOOO INTENSE.  Like I knew that group with Daryl was the same group that broke in on Rick! I knew it! But I have a bad feeling about Terminus. But the season finale is 1 week away and I want to cry because I'm gonna miss TWD SOOOOO Much! Anyways, I'll let you get to the story, Enjoy!       M'kay Bye

Evening had consumed the Day and the air quickly turned cool. This caused me to pull my cover-up closer to my body. I was never fond of the cold weather. Summer always had this effect on me where I was always outside. Allowing my skin to keep a fair tan upon itself.

We were on our way back to the house to call it a day. My hand was hooked around Carl's where it belonged. It gave me the comfort that I needed. Nothing else, No one else could make me feel this way. I was at peace and yet again the silence fell over us. That same silence that was there with us as we left the prison; the exact silence Hershel loved. A smile crept unto my face at the thought of him.

Michonne glanced over at me and a confused look made its way to hers. "What are you smiling about over there?" She asked bewildered.

I took a breath, "Hershel." I didn't sound sad yet cheerful. I wasn't looking down upon his death anymore. He was at rest now with God. That's what his religion led him to believe, and I somehow believed it too.

After watching the smile on Michonne's face disappear and be replaced by a hurt look; I took it as a sign she hadn't overcame and excepted his death yet. Neither did she reply as we kept on walking.

"What's wrong?" Carl asked her causing her eyes to quickly flicker at us. "Nothing's wrong" She tried to reassure him but something inside me made me feel as if she was hiding something from us. I tossed it somewhere in the back of my mind and focused on the road ahead.

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 We came upon the house we had refuged as a 'safe haven' when Rick came running over to us; frantically waving us on to run in the other direction. In the frenzy to get away from whatever was causing us to flee, Carl's hand had lost it's grip on mine and I automatically felt abandoned.

But I knew that safety came first and I kept jogging away with the others.

"What was back there?" Michonne asked Rick after we managed to reach a good distance away.  He ran a hand through his greasy hair.

"These men got into the house. I killed one of them and was able to get away from the rest." he told us as we made it to a railroad crossing.

"How many were there?" I asked him and he shook his head, "I'm not for sure, maybe 5 or 6." He thought looking down the railroad tracks then leading us on following the rails.

"Here" Carl handed his gun back to him.  "Thanks." Rick looked at his son. A sincere smile came on his face. For a few seconds the two smiled at each other. I was happy they had connected again.

Back at the prison, Carl felt he was on a leash by his father. He hated that Rick kept the guns and knives from us. He wanted us to have a 'normal' life for once. But if he knew it or not then, he knows it now; there's no more 'normal' life for us again.

I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't notice that Carl's hand had crept back in mine. When I did, I looked up and noticed Rick's smile was now about our hands. He glanced down at them and then back to the both of us before he noticed something ahead.

I watched his intent stare and pace quicken as the rest of us trailed behind him, finally approaching a rail car. A sign had been tied to it with the words that read: TERMINUS. THOSE WHO ARRIVE SURVIVE.

All eyes were now on Rick, awaiting his decision.

"You think it's any good?" Michonne asked after a period of silence.  "If any of the group members saw this they would follow. But I'm not for sure. I guess we'll just have to find out ourselves." He looked to all of us and then started back down the tracks.

I didn't have the best feeling about this Terminus place but if any of the group members were there, then it was worth a shot. 

A/N: So I thought why not have a more into the mind of Emeli Rose Renae. She is the star of the story! Anyways, I needed to get this scene over with so I could focus on the other chapters I am currently working on! So don't forget to comment and Vote.

                                                                                      M'kay Bye!    >Keri <3 XOXO

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