"I'll Be Okay." (212)

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CARL'S POV.

"Should I wake him?" I ask dad while sitting on the sitting room couch.
Dad sits down next to me and eats his breakfast.
"No, leave him for a little while longer." He replies.
"He has answers, dad."
He sighs. "I know."
"I'm with Carl on this one. We need to talk to the kid. See what he knows, he was on the inside after all." Michonne adds, entering the room.

"What about Maggie?" I ask.
"Nah, leave her to sleep. She needs it." Dad compromises.
I nod and stand to my feet.
"I'll go get him."

***FLASHBACK***
Last night.

The baby lies in my arms and I watch as she drifts peacefully to sleep.
I sit in the sitting room with dad, Michonne and Jenna.

"Okay, so since the past few days we have the hilltop and the kingdom on our side... now what? What's our first move? How do we move forward when we barely have any weapons ?" I probe.
Dad sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "I don't know."
"Dad! We have to make the first move. Otherwise they'll expect it coming." I insist.
"I know! I know ..."

Somebody pounds on the door and the baby stirs in my arms.
I pray that she doesn't wake up, it took me forever to get her to sleep.

Michonne opens the door and Rosita barges in panting for breath.
Jenna tips my arm and smiles shyly. "Let me take her. I'll put her to bed." She offers.
I consider this for a second before nodding and passing her into Jenna's arms.

"What's wrong?" Dad asks Rosita.
"I'm an idiot... I didn't mean for her to... she told me not to go but I didn't listen..."
"Take a breather Rosita." Michonne suggests.
Rosita inhales slowly and then calmly exhales.

"I was tired of waiting... I wanted Negan dead. So I travelled to the Hilltop to find Sasha. I wanted her to come with me and back me up because she wants him dead just as much as I do."
"We all want him dead." I snap at her.
She glances at me but acts like I never said anything at all.

She continues. "I went to the Sanctuary and after Sasha failed to convince me to stay, she decided to come with me... just in case. But when we got there... things went south and Sasha got trapped. They have her."
Dad glares at her. "What do you mean, they have her?"
"Negan has Sasha." She repeats.

I lean against the hall doorframe and close my eye.
"Not again." I hear my dad say.
"But there's something else too" she whispers.
I snap my eye open.
"What?" Michonne sighs.
"Maggie... she's here. With a kid."
I frown in confusion but follow dad and Michonne outside.

I sprint to the gate, ahead of dad and Michonne and hug Maggie when I see her. I notice her grown baby bump and images of Madison with her bump flash in my mind and I feel my breath catch in my throat. These wounds are too fresh and if I keep tampering with them they'll continue to bleed, although I know the wounds will never be fully healed.

I pull Maggie into a hug and I feel her shoulders shake as she sobs into my shoulder.
"Is she here?" She cries.
I try to ignore the lump in my throat and the throbbing pain in my chest at the mention of her.
I don't trust my voice so instead I just nod.
"Take me to her ... please." She begs.
"Rosita said there was a kid?" I croak.
She nods.
"He is wherever she is." She whispers.

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