Alone (Henry TWD) (Needs major editing)

25.) Reunited

"Everyone's talking about it," Henry smiled as he handed me a sandwich on a plate, putting the glass of water next to my bed. "All I hear out there is 'Rick Grimes' and 'The new girl found Rick?' It's kind of awesome. You're famous."

"I'm still the new girl," I mumble as I take a bite of the sandwich.

"You will be for awhile." He sighed.

"Is Michonne and whoever else here yet?"

"Almost. Maybe 10 more minutes-" Henry got cut off by the walkie talkie.

"Ricks waking up," Enid said through it. I looked at Henry.

"I have to see him." Henry nodded, reaching for my hand.

"Come on, I'll take you."

We walked to the infirmary, which, thankfully, is very close to the house. The stairs were what I have trouble with, but I pushed through it.

I got into the room Rick was in and saw his eyes moving under his eyelids, his pulse was picking up and blood pressure as well. Enid looked at me, the clipboard in her hand with a small smile. I returned one. I looked at Rick, sitting in the chair next to him, gently grabbing his hand.

"Did you call the others?" I asked quietly.

"Not yet. I wanted to get you here first." Enid responded.

"He'll wake up any second now. Call them."

Enid nodded and left the room with the walkie. Henry stayed in the back corner, leaning against the wall with a small smile as we waited.

I watched Rick's eyes, as they moved back and forth below his eyelids, back and forth. Back and forth. His eyelids slowly began to open, Rick moving his head side to side as he completely opened his eyes. He jerked his hand from my grip, but then looked at me. He looked at Henry in the corner, who was smiling. Rick looked back at me.

"We made it," I whisper to him. Rick tried to sit up, but I gently pushed him down. "You need to rest. When we were shot, by the people from Shadowgate or whatever the hell they were, Ezekiel and Daryl and all of them were looking for me and saved our lives. We're at the Kingdom."

Rick smiled. "Holy fucking shit," he mumbled. "This hurts."

"I can give you some more pain meds," I said as I stood up, looking for the fluids. I grabbed the bag and put it on his IV stand, hooking the needle into his IV pump.

"Who's that?" Rick asked. I looked at Henry, he stepped forward.

"That's... Henry," I told Rick as I sat back down. Rick smiled a little.

"No it's not. You're kidding."

"Nope, that's Henry." I nodded.

"Last time I saw him he was 4 feet tall."

Henry laughed, shaking Rick's hand, giving him a small hug. "That was almost 7 years ago." Henry smiled, standing upright. He took a couple steps back.

"Where is everybody?" Rick sat up, this time not letting me push him back down.

"They should-" I was cut off by the door opening, Enid, Ezekiel and Carol coming into the room. Carol started crying when she saw Rick, not hesitating to give him a hug. Rick smiled, his eyes watering as he hugged her back. Next was Enid, and then Ezekiel. Rick and then talked, Henry and I stayed back. After a few minutes, the door swung open. Daryl looked at Rick, not believing what he was seeing. Everybody seemed to sense the bromance as they backed up. Rick and Daryl hugged, for a long time. Daryl wouldn't let go. I thought he was strangling Rick, but I didn't want to interrupt the moment.

"Shit man," Daryl breathed, his eyes watering. He was trying to stay strong but he couldn't. A couple tears fell. I don't blame Daryl. After all the stories I've heard about them two, how they survived the apocalypse together, I was expecting both of them to be drenched in each other's tears. The bells of arrivals rung, meaning somebody was at the gates. Ezekiel looked at me.

"That must be everybody from the Hilltop and Alexandria," I told Rick.

"I'll get them," Carol, Ezekiel, Enid and Henry volunteered. They all left, leaving me to stand in the back corner while watching Rick and Daryl. I smiled, watching the two reunite. After things settled down a little, there was a knock on the door. I opened it. Michonne, RJ, Judith, Maggie, Hershel, Jesus, and Aaron waited. I smiled at Michonne.

"Michonne first," I told them. "I'm sorry, my OCD wants this to be organized." I smile. Michonne gave R.J. and Judith to Jesus, and then walked in. Daryl stood up, walking to the end of Rick's bed. Michonne cried, Rick too, as the two of them hugged, kissed, and cried together.

"Where's Judith? And-and RJ?" Michonne looked at Rick with a smile. I grabbed R.J. from Jesus's grip, and held Judith's hand as I brought them into the room. I put R.J. on the floor. R.J. ran to Michonne, hiding behind her legs. Judith looked at Rick. I think she remembers him.

Rick looked at Judith, smiling. He was admiring how much she had grown, he looked at her hat, the hat that was once his, and smiled. Judith smiled. Judith climbed onto the bed, hugging her father.

"I missed you Daddy," she cried, burying her head into his chest. Rick wrapped his arms around her, tears falling down his face. Judith sat up, kissing his cheek as she sat next to him. Michonne lifted up R.J. He pointed at Rick, and Michonne nodded.

"This is your Dad," she whispered as she gently place him on Rick's lap. RJ looked at Rick, studying his face.

"Daddy," he smiled as he wrapped his tiny arms around Rick's neck.