I wake up and see Rick taking care of baby Judith.
"Morning sleepyhead." he says.
"Mornin'" you say.
"Hey what happened with you and Carl yesterday? He has been actin' kinda weird since you went to the watch tower."
"Um... no nothing happened. Is he okay?"
"He's been in his room all day."
"Can I see him?" you ask.
"Yeah sure." He walks away cradling the baby in his arms.
You walk to Carl's cell, his sheriffs hat laying on the floor. He was laying in his bed and he looked a pale sick colour.
"Carl are you okay? You look kinda sick." You touch his forehead and he is definitely running a fever.
"I'll get Rick!" He tries to stop you but you were to quick for him.
"Rick, Carl is sick!" Rick walks into Carl's cell and hands you baby Judith. Carl groans and tries to avoid his father.
"I'm fine, I promise." Carl said.
"I can help take care of him Rick. He'll be fine." Rick agrees and takes the baby with him.
"Why did you do that?" asks Carl.
"You helped me when I was in need and now its only fair if I help you." you explain.
You recover up Carl with blankets and go make him some soup. You come back and Carl is sleeping. You leave the soup by his bed and you sit on his bed, wiping his hair out of his eyes. That is when you truly realized how beautiful he was. When he was sleeping he looked so calm and peaceful. All traces of anger and pain no longer evident on his face. You couldn't help yourself. You slowly bent your head down and kissed his forehead.
And that's when he woke up.
