Incendiary: Carl Grimes Love Story

Chapter Twenty Nine: Interment

Maya's Pov

" Henry, I need you to calm down !"

I held the man down by his shoulders the best way I could while Hershel plunged a tube down his throat. That's what we were doing now. Putting tubes down people's throats so they could live. Henry kept coughing profusely fighting against them all. I groaned loudly pushing his shoulders down yet again and feeling the exhaustion kick in more and more. I closed my eyes feeling the sweat soak my entire back and my own throat tighten.

" We're trying to help." Hershel begged, but the man kept moving. Hershel managed to get the man's mouth open before sticking the tube down his throat and managing to open his airways. I quickly moved my hands from Henry's shoulders before coughing harshly. I felt each cough scrape her throat and the pain in my ribs from coughing so much.

" Drink some of that. Both of you." He urged. Glenn grabbed two cups before handing one to Sasha and the other to me before grabbing his own." Some council meeting, huh ?"

" We're two members short." Sasha weakly said not even opening her eyes. I lifted the cup slowly to my chapped lips before swallowing and cringing at the burning sensation. I couldn't even get through half the cup before I placed it down.

" I think we should make some new rules before they get back. I hereby declare we have spaghetti Tuesdays every Wednesday." Hershel joked earning a loud laugh from me. I opened my eyes and looked over to the man smiling.

" First we have to find some spaghetti. You okay to take over ?" Hershel asked and Sasha nodded slowly moving over to his spot." Every five to six seconds, squeeze. You start feeling lightheaded, grab somebody else to take over. We'll take it in shifts." He said before turning to Glenn and I leaning on each other for support." You want to help me go on my rounds ?"

" Yeah." I answered slowly getting up by using the poles. I groaned feeling as if my muscles couldn't even move anymore, but I knew I had to keep moving till the end.

" How long will that keep him alive ?" Glenn asked standing right by the door.

" Just as long as we're willing to do it. As long as it takes." Hershel declared before heading downstairs. I gripped the side of the stairs and walked down seeing people relaxing the best way they could. We passed a cell and looked in seeing a man with his eyes open dead from the flu. I grabbed my knife out, but Hershel shook his head.

" No. Not here." He explained and walked over to get a gurney. I placed my knife back and turned to the man." Help me get him on this."

" What are you going to do when Henry dies ?"

" Maya-"

" Hershel." I sternly said." How are we gonna get his body down the stairs, across the cell block and through those doors without anyone noticing ?"

" If that happens, if." He emphasized." You're gonna help me."

" And what if we're gone ?" Glenn honestly said breathing heavy.

" Shut up and help me get him on this." Hershel said moving over to grab one side of that man while Glenn held the other and I held the gurney steady. Glenn huffed loudly before taking sharp intakes of air. " That's it." He said grabbing a white sheet and placing it over the man. We all walked to the conference room when a voice was heard.