Walking Dead-Carl Grimes

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Dixon Daughter (~Carl Grimes Love Story~)

~Vallory's P.O.V.~

I woke back up in the house, I saw Carl asleep with Ricks head in his lap. His eyes were puffy like he'd been crying for hours.

"Did I miss something?" I asked, my voice coming out raspy. Rick and Carls eyes both shot open.

"Oh my god, you're awake! We thought you never would!" Carl cried, engulfing me in a hug.

"W-What?"

"You've been asleep for two days, Val." Rick choked out. I was shocked, two full days of sleeping, and I still felt like I hadn't slept in weeks.

"We should get going soon." I whispered, as a herd of walkers past by the window. They nodded.

We got all of our stuff and went out the back door. We walked silently through the woods, we heard someone walking not far from us. It was to coordinated to be walkers. I ran in their direction, not caring who it was, as long as it was people. No offense to Carl or Rick, but I just need to see someone's face other than theirs or I was going to go crazy. I saw two people walking. One girl with curly blonde hair, jeans, and a yellow polo shirt that had blood stains on it. The other was a tall man with thin brown hair, a vest with angel wings, and a crossbow...

"DADDY!" I screamed, running at him. Daryl turned around and started crying at the side of me.

I jumped into his open arms and he spun me around. When he let me go I gave Beth a huge hug to. God I've missed them all so much. I hope the rest are okay. As if on cue, more people walked into the clearing we were in. Glenn, a guy named Abraham, a girl named I think Rosetta, and a girl who I didn't care to learn her name because she was with The Governor. Then on our other side, Maggie, Sasha, Carol who was holding...Judith, and everyone else! Everyone was crying and hugging each other, except for the people who came with Glenn. This was fate. We were all meant to find each other. Then, we heard something we never thought we'd hear again.

"Is that...Is that a helicopter?!" My father asked, looking up into the sky while shielding his eyes from the sun.

"Oh my god! It is! DOWN HERE! HELP US!" We al started waving our hands and screaming, trying to get the helicopter pilot to notice us. We didn't even care how many walkers we were probably attracting until they started closing in on us.

We had to stop and fight off the 10 walkers that wandered over to us, and we also saw the helicopter landing not far from us. More walkers started closing in on us until there were about 50 pushing at us from all sides. We heard the helicopter shut off and we also heard guns going off. I saw 4 letters on a helmet that I haven't thought about since this all started.

"Holy shit! It's the SWAT team!" My dad cried.

The SWAT team killed off all of the walkers and herded us into the helicopter. One man wearing a lot of metals and a generals outfit stood in front of us.

"Hello, folks. I am glad we found more survivors. We thought all of Georgia was overrun. The president asked us to take a helicopter and search for more people. I'm sure you're very curious on what I'm talking about so let me explain. I'm General Kurk. Aroud a year ago, our last refugee camps in Georgia were overrun, so we decided to put up large concrete walls, making sure nothing got in or out. Civilization flourished. We rounded up every survivor we could find, and wiped out every single infected in the other states. None were as bad as Georgia, so we have been taking tanks and helicopters through here and just looking for survivors, and gunning down infected. We haven't found any in the past two weeks, so finding you was a miracle. And I'm happy we found you when we did."

"So, does that mean you found a cure? Is there doctors? A lot of us are hurt. Is there enough food? We are starving!" The questions started pouring out of my mouth the second he stopped. I knew I had asked what we were all thinking.

"I'm sorry little lady, but we didn't find a cure yet. But there are no walkers outside of Georgia, I promise. Yes, there are doctors and enough food. And about the cure, we are working on it. We learned that the cure is just immunity, it's something that grows in the human brain. You cant make it from chemicals or grow it in a plant. It's a part of you. And there are ways to make sure someone is immune. When someone is immune and they get bit, their eyes transform into a different color. It's quite fascinating, I've seen it myself. But the person was dead when we found them. Only few are immune, and we are still looking for them all." The general replies, patting my head. He then sits himself down.

I gulped, and sat closer to my father. I wish I could say I wasn't immune, but then I would be lying. The day after I got bit, I looked in a mirror, checking for any sign of the walker yellow in my eyes. My eyes changed from their normal green, to orange. They stayed like that for about a second, then went back to green. I had freaked out, but I didn't tell anyone. Also, when I ran away from the prison, I had found out that anytime I was near a walker or in danger in general, they would change to that fiery orange. I felt in danger now, which was not good, because I knew they would change. I could feel it when they did, my eyes would feel heavy like I was sleepy and when I opened my eyes they would be orange. I looked over at Carl as my eyes started feeling heavy, his face changed from smiling to shocked to realization in about 10 seconds.

"Val, your eyes are orange." He whispers, and I nod sadly. "You're immune, aren't you." He put his hands on his face after I nod again.

I looked out the window, avoiding Carl's tear streaked face. I saw below us gray concrete, it was about 20 feet thick. The wall. I realized. The only thing that kept us inside of that hell hole. Then, a city. Everyone started laughing and crying. We saw a Mcdonalds, Wal-Mart, Casey's, Dairy Queen, and millions of other food places and stores that we haven't seen since the beginning.

"We're safe." Carol cries.

"Not all of us." I mumble, and only my dad and Carl hear.