Hours later Eleanor was finally done checking and stitching up David. You could hear the ear full Eleanor was giving David, she was yelling and David couldn't say a thing. David was a tough dude though, after all that happen he just walk out with some bandages. Shawn went in minutes later only to see Eleanor with a seriously pissed off face leaning on the window with her hands fold.
"Hey, it's been a while....hehe." Shawn says awkwardly.
"Don't even give me that." She says pointing at the bed signaling him to go on it.
"Hey, I'm in a lot of pain here. Alittle help wouldn't hurt."
"That's punishment for being so such warmonger."
"I prefer bellicist."
"Get on the damn bed."
"Yeah, yeah whatever you say mother." Shawn whispers filled with sarcasm. Shawn slowly began to drag himself over to the bed. Slowly he starts to lose his balance and began falling to the ground. In that instant Eleanor catch him, hugging him at the same time. Filled with emotion she hugs him tighter. After about a minute of silence Shawn comments....
"Umm....I'm not falling anymore..."
"Shut up, let me enjoy this." Eleanor cuts him off saying. Eventually she released him and helped him to the bed.
"I thought you were dead, Shawn."
"Sorry I'm not."
"Not the time for jokes. In the Span of a week I last everything...Prescott...you and Tripp." She says as she froze a bit when looking for her tools.
"How are you holding up?"
"It's been eight months, I'm better than I was."
"What about the Tripp situation. Clementine told me a woman name Joan killed him. What for?" Shawn asked.
"Because Javi wanted to save him."
"Say what?"
"Nevermind, where is that girl?"
"Your just saying and asking things and I'm completely lost."
Instantly the door burst open and a girl carrying a tray filled with a ton of surgical tools walked in. She had light brown skin, with short black curling natural hair reaching the end of her neck. She was slim built, with curls here and there. You could tell she was a mature teenager, who had a sense of responsibility.
"You took your time." Eleanor says sarcastically.
"Sorry ma'am, the doctor was real hard to find."
"Wait aren't you the doctor here." Shawn asked confused.
"Well yeah, when the other doctor is off on one of his drug trips." Eleanor responds walking towards the girl struggling with the tray.
"What trip are we talking about here, going outside the walls or getting high?" Shawn asked raising one of his eyebrow.
"I'll let you figure that out." Eleanor smiles as she takes the tray from the girl and place them on the table.
"Okay Shawn, meet Merril our upcoming doctor in training."
"Hi...nice to meet you." Merril smiles awkwardly saying.
"She's not well with people. Something you have in common, other than your age."
"Okay, hey Merril nice to meet you too." Shawns greets with a big smile on his face.
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THE WALKING DEAD RICHMOND
FanfictionIt's been 4 years since the world went to shit leaving a poor defendless 10 year old an orphan to fend for himself. Recently his new home Prescott was attack by raiders who released a truck of walkers into what was once an invincible fortess now in...
