What happens if Rick's daughter Lindsay Ann Grimes Was in a coma and not Rick. Lindsey was a product of an affair. She is four years older than Carl.
It will not go exactly like the story line of the series but I am making things up as I go. So as a...
So I put on my ninja garb which by the way is awesome
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I put on my black beanie and climb onto a tree I see them wake up and look around.
"Where is she?" Dad asked they looked to where I went to change.
"In your tent she said she was going to change." Dale said. They all ran to the tent and checked.
"Lindsey I swear I will tie you to a tree!" Dad shouted. I bite my lip holding on a laugh.
I see a walker going to a shot deer. I shot my silencer and the body fell to the ground and moved to a different tree. A man came out of the woods.
"Lindsey damn it come out. Stop hiding!" My Dad shouted. The man looked over confused. He looked at the dead walker. He looked in the direction and froze when his eyes met mine. A smile wave and put a finger to my mouth. I grabbed a pinecone and maneuvered to the tree above my head. His eyes following me. I dropped the pine cone and it hit his head. All their heads went to me. They ran to the tree and I started jumping limbs as they climb up to grab me.
"Lindsey get your little bit down here right now!" Dad shouted.
"It's been a month and two weeks since I saw you and pranked you Dad. I'm just having a little fun." I said.
"Fun? I was just told your a spy that the government used to get information on gangs! And you are trained to kill since you were five!" He shouted.
"Six the first year we were trained to speak Spanish, Russian, German, track, and how to shoot a bow and throw a knife." I pointed out.
Dad looked at Andrea.
"Was it this hard for you when Amy was a teen?" He asked. She laughed with Amy.
"At least she is being honest. This one lied and snuck out." Andrea said.
"She did lie and sneak out! For twelve years!" Mom squealed. I laughed holding my stomach.
"This not funny! I'm grounding you!" Mom said.
"It's the zombie apocalypses you going to take away my weapons to leave me defenseless and eventually kill me because I got overwhelmed! And I protected you guys. Because if I told you years ago then not only they will hunt for you but I would be hunted down and killed!" I said with wide eyes.
"You could have not done the job." Shane said.
"Yeah and you all will be visiting me in federal prison with me in a orange jumpsuit, wearing chains and a muzzle." I said crossing my arms.
"Wears my brother?" The guy that shot the buck asked in a very thick country accent and a little slang.
"I don't know ask these people I only arrived this morning." I said. He looked at them.
T-dog, Glenn and Andrea looked at each other.
"He's stuck in Atlanta." Andrea said.
"So he's dead." The man said getting angry.
"No I made sure it was locked up tight." T-dog stated.
"So you chained him in the room!" He yelled.
"On a roof. A guy named Daniel came he was a cop from Bayveiw. He was eaten by the things and he had the key." Morales said. (Bayveiw is a town I made up. Just letting y'all know.)
"Tell me where! I'm going to get him!" He shouted.
While they fight I snuck off into the forest and started running. I made it to Atlanta I could hear a man curse. I climbed up quickly and gaged.
"Hey stop. I'll help you." I said. I walked over and he watched.
I started picking the lock whistling and there was a click. I took out the first aid kit. And started Kenton the sawed hand.
"I'm Lindsey Grimes. Your brother acts like a five year old throwing a tantrum when he heard you were left." I said with a smirk.
"So you Officer friendly's daughter that was said to be dead." He said.
"Yeah and when we get back I'm good as dead because I kind of snuck off when your brother started throwing a tantrum. So if you could block view of me until I get in a tree will be good payback." I said with a smirk.
He chuckled.
"So what are you in the military or police?" He asked looking at my clothes.
"Oh I'm a spy. I was trained with my friend when I was five. Went behind my parents backs and lied to them saying I was at his house and him the opposite. Or the government said we were at a summer camp when really we were in a camp training not to give info in torture or learn torture techniques. It paid well. Until well the world hit the fan." I said finishing up the bandage.
"Nice." He said.
"Yeah until my parents, Shane and my brother found out and they have been yelling at me for the last five hours. And was until your brother took all the attention. Which I was grateful because it was giving me a headache." I said.
He chuckled.
"You might have some nerve damage but you still should be able to use your hands. Just use your other hand for a couple weeks until I take out the stitches. Then you can use the hand but don't do any heavy lifting with it. So want to find a motorcycle and ride in with style?" I asked with a smirk.
He smirked back.
"Is there a dealership here?" I wondered out loud and look around the city. A smirk came on my face. I look at the tools.
"Are you ready for a trip?" I asked. He came over and I pointed. He nodded and grabbed a pipe.
Before I left though I gave him a bottle of water.
"It's for the blood loss." I said.
He chugged it and threw it to the ground.
We snuck around and we entered the dealership. I found keys and I look at the brands. I had a wicked smirk on my face. I threw him a pair of keys.
"Know what. Want to go on a road trip?" I asked.
"Where?" He asked.
"I always wanted to go to Disney world." I stated.
He chuckled.
"Are you buying?" He asked.
I took out a wad of cash. He laughed. We made sure the tanks are full and turned them on and we drove through the streets dodging zombies.
