Survive the Impossible II. ~ A "The Walking Dead" Fanfiction

Prepare

Two weeks later, I grabbed my diary at dawn and climbed on a tree to be alone and in the light of the sunrising I started to write down the major happenings. I wrote about Sophia, Mr Brown, Daryl, Beth and about our life on the Farm. When I finished, I closed my diary and put onto a thicker branch to avoid it from falling down. I was sitting face to face with the sun, and closed my eyes. Kind of slow electricity ram through my entire body. The breeze that sometimes moved the top of the trees, reached my face and it was like it cleaned my mind.

I was high enough not to get noticed. The first person who came out of his tent was Rick. He looked around himself. After it he started to walk around. When he was close enough, I dropped the wacke in front of him, what I found in my boot. It flow a little afar from him, and for a moment I thought he didn't even noticed it, but then looked up to me. When our eyes met, I waved him, and he did the same. I didn't want to wake up the others.

Later, when the breakfast was ready, I climbed down from the tree and everyone was looking at me when I jumped off the last branch.

- I woke up a little early, and didn't know what to do. - I told them funny, and Carl had a little smile on his face. I walked to them, and stroke the young boy's head, while Glenn gave me a plastic plate with my breakfast.

- Thank you. Do you need any help?

- No.

The breakfast went peacefully. We were talking happily, everyone was laughing, some more, some less. After breakfast, I helped Lori in the washing, while some of the others were looking at the map. Unbelievable, that Sophia is still out there. Hershel wanted to talk to Rick, so they went to the living room. With Lori, we heard everything.

- Look, Rick. We don't usually take in people. I know that you are here for a while, but we lived in peace before you came, and we don't want to break this.

- So, what would you like us to do?

- I told you before, that you can stay until Carl is fully healed and you find the young girl. Now, Carl has no problem, and the truth is that I don't really think that that girl is still alive.

- You send us away? Would you really do that?

- For the safety of my rest family, I would like all of you to leave the Farm as soon as possible.

- You don't have to do this. You don't know what is out there. Maybe you have never seen walkers before, because you are separated from the roads and cities. But we saw the real world. We lost people because of them.

- That's not my problem, I'm sorry. I will not open a debate on this. - both of us saw the old man hurrying out of the house. When Rick noticed us, I did like I didn't hear anything, but Lori stayed stationary. I saw them looking at each other. I saw how Rick took a deep breath, how Lori walked to him, and hugged his husband. Does Hershel really wanted us to go? Out there? He said he already talked about this to Rick. Do the others know that?

I told Lori that I would finish washing if she would like to be with her husband. At first, she refused it, didn't say anything, but after she took a plate to wash it, I grabbed the plate and told her that she didn't have to. She let the platr and walked after Rick. I did what I promised, and when I finished, I saw T-Dog, Maggie, Shane, Lori, Dale, Glenn and Andrea stood at one of the wells and looking in it. I ran to them, because I was curious what did they saw. The view made me surprised, it was not an ordinary thing.

A fat walker was growling at the bottom of the well. Shane was holding a thick rope, which had a loop at the end of it with meat on it. The idea was that the walker bites in it and we would pull it out. But the dead man didn't really care about it.