My Lucille | ✔️

48// Uh-Oh

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You woke up the next morning to Beth waking you up, clearly you over slept. "Rick wants you" She said as she sat on your bed.

You groaned as you sat up, rubbing the tiredness out of your eyes. "When doesn't he" You said as you yawned, stretching your arms

She chuckled while she fiddled with the hem of her shirt. "Everyone's up?" You asked as you stood up

"Yeah, except for Lori she's really tired" Beth said as she stood up too. "Good, she needs the rest. Thanks for waking me up"

She nodded and smiled before walking out of your cell. You rolled your eyes as you knew you had to go to Rick even after what happened last night.

You slipped on your boots and took your knives before walking out the cellar, going down the stairs to Rick

You saw him there with T-dog, Hershel and Daryl. They turned their heads when they heard loud footsteps coming down the stairs

You usually always said good morning with a smile on your face, but not today. You didn't do either.

Rick really pissed you off last night and if he thought you two could get back to the way things used to be between you two without an a apology he's so damn wrong.

You didn't even look at their faces, you just watched your steps as you walked fast down the stairs then looking at your knives as you got them out of their places and placing them on the table that was in the center where everyone was surrounding it

They all just stood there, not moving only watching you as you examined all the weapons that were on the walkers who were wearing those CIA suits.

Your hands worked fast and careful at each weapon, opening each gun and counting the bullets, examining the knives and machetes, the suits and the helmets.

"Are you gonna stare at me or are you gonna help me?" You asked as your eyes never left the huge knife that was in your hands

They slowly started examining each weapon too, still quiet. "Lucy?" Carol asked as she walked in, grabbing everyone's attention

You turned around, putting the knife back on the table. She motioned with her head for you to come "is everything alright?" Rick asked

"Yeah, nothing to worry about" now that's a lie. You were always good at reading people, she's lying and she's worried.

You walked with her as she took you to Lori's cellar, seeing Lori sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands on her knees as you heard soft sniffles

"Hey, are you okay?" You asked as you sat down on a chair in front of her. She shook her head and looked at you, a mix of sadness and fear in her eyes

"I think I lost the baby" she said as one of her hands went to her belly. "You haven't felt it move?" You asked

She shook her head "no, no Braxton Hicks nothing" she said as she wiped her eyes with her hands

"At first I thought it was exhaustion or malnutrition" she said as she continuously looked at you and her baby bump

"You're anemic?" You asked. She didn't answer, she just took a deep breath and looked to the ground. "If we're all infected then so's the baby. So what if it's stillborn?" She asked as she looked at you

"What if it's dead inside me right now? What if it rips me apart?" She asked as her eyes now showed only horror. You immediately shook your head and held her hands in yours