Falling For Grimes

Chapter 4: I'm Here Carl

Lori's POV

We finally arrived at their farm, I jumped off the horse running straight to the front door only to be greeted by Shane. I didn't pay him any mind just walking past him going to my husband Rick.

"Where is he Rick??" I asked worried as he embraced me in a hug.

"He's fine Lori.. I'm just waiting to get some news on him." He said sniffing I can tell he was crying.

I sighed grabbing a chair sitting next beside Rick as we waited to hear how's our son doing. I really hope he just pulls through all this I can't lose him, he's our first born I can't lose him....

The girl Maggie walked into the house flashing us some smiles then walking away. The another girl who has blonde hair walked in greeting us.

"Hello my name is Beth." She said smiling at us.

We all said our names and continued waiting by the bedroom door. An hour or two had passed and finally the door opens with a man coming out pulling off gloves.

"Hello you must be his mother Lori, I'm Hershel." He said throwing the gloves in a trash can.

"Nice to meet you Hershel, How is he doing?" I asked hugging close to Rick.

"Well Mrs.Grimes I have some good news and some bad news.... Good news is that he is going to make it but the bad news is, he's losing a lot of blood and the bullet has broken up in six fragments." He said calmly

"Is there anything that we can do?" I asked worried.

"Exactly yes there is... I need to draw blood from one you. Then your son is going to have major surgery we need to find a respirator soon and by soon I mean tonight." He said looking at us.

"You can draw the blood from me." Rick volunteered.

"I can go find the respir-" I said before getting cut off by Shane.

"I'll go find the respirator, Carl needs both of his parents here with him." He said looking out the front door.

"Okay.. Rick and Lori you come with me and Shane right? Otis.. He knows where you can find one." Hershel said going back into the room Carl was in. I entered as well sitting on the bed beside him holding on to his hand.

"I'm here Carl." I quietly said rubbing his hand.

Kayla's POV

I rode the horse down the street from an supply run. There really wasn't much left in the houses near by because we cleared most of them out only a few canned food and some blankets were left. I reached our house getting off the horse then opening the gate as I was doing so I seen a group of people coming towards me.

"Greene Residence?" The blonde asked me

"Yes, Who are you?" I asked raising an eyebrow at them.

"I'm Andrea, this is Glenn, and Carol. A girl named Maggie told us to come here because our friend got shot." She explained.

"Anymore people with you?" I asked

"Yes our friends Daryl, Dale, and T-Dog they should be here in time now." She said putting her hand over her eyes to block the sun.

"Come on." I said walking with the horse up the dirt road to the house with them following me.

We walked up to the house seeing a trail of blood into the house. I quickly tied to the horse up and rushing in the house to see two men and lady sitting down in the living room.

"Who are you? Why is there blood everywhere?" I asked all them as I was asking my aunt Maggie walked in.

"That's Lori, Rick, and Shane. An accident with Joshua and Otis had happen with their son so Grandpa Hershel is helping them out."

"Oh okay sorry for coming of as rude, I hope your son is okay." I told them feeling bad that I came off as mean.

"And your friends are outside." I said pointing to the three people standing on the porch.

Maggie went outside and invited them in letting them know everything is okay. I decided to go in the room with my Grandpa Hershel to make sure everything is alright or to see if he needed some more help. I walked in looking at the bed seeing a boy around my age unconscious.

"Hey Grandpa need any help?" I asked walking over to him.

"Yes can you apply some pressure right here?" He asked pointing at the area.

I did as he said applying pressure on the wound. I just hope he doesn't feel any of this I know it probably hurts like hell. Patrica came over moving the bloody sheets and blankets out the way setting down some new ones.

"What's his name?" I asked them looking around the room.

"Carl Grimes." Patrica said with a weak smile.

"Well Carl Grimes I hope to meet you when you wake up." I said softly looking at him as if he was going to talk back.