The Walking Dead

When The Dead Come Knocking

( Gleen's P.O.V.) 

While I was digging Lori's and the baby's graves, I was approached by Axel and Dexter. 

" How's the perimeter look?" I asked them as I continued to dig. 

" There is a herd on its way," Dexter said. " Andrew saw them just know. The girls are fine, by the way." 

I laid the shovel on the grass. " Sorry. I was just...someplace else." 

" You need help with that?" Axel asked. 

" No. I got it. Tell Andrew to keep an eye on the herd. If it gets closer-" 

" Well tell you as soon as possible, promise." Dexter told me.

I put the bodies in as Dexter and Axel walked away and began covering them up. 

As I finished up with Lori's grave, I looked up to see Hershel watching me. 

I climbed up the small hill and stopped on the other side of the fence. " Rick?" 

" He's with Lucy. The poor girl's still crying her eyes out." 

" And Carl?" 

" He's with Rick, trying to get Lucy to laugh." 

" How are you doing?" 

" Better." 

" I knew something was off with that ass." 

" Well, we questioned his friends, they said he was a changed man. Swore on their Mother's lives. They didn't lie." 

" Were still going to keep an eye on them." 

" Take a break. You look like you are getting ready to pass out." 

" Alright." 

Dexter came running towards us. He got to us in a few seconds then said: " Some branched off, not a lot." 

" How many?" Hershel asked.  

" About 20."

" Alright. We can handle 20. Get Axel and someone else to help and when they pop up, take care of them. Don't shoot them, just stick kill them through the fence with the pipes and things we have." 

" Alright." 

He darted back inside, Axel and Carol behind him.

" Take a break Glenn." Hershel told me. 

I sat down where I was standing and Hershel walked away.

( Andrea's P.O.V.) 

I woke up to Lucy's crying, and I remembered what happened. 

" She's fine." Dale told me, sitting to my right. 

" Am I alright?" 

" Yes. You will just have scars." 

" Lu, please quit crying. I'm not dead." Dani said. 

Instantly, Lucy flung herself onto Dani, still crying. 

" I'm OK. See. I'm still breathing." 

" You still got shot, and there was blood everywhere and your pulse... you could have died."  

" But I didn't. Please stop crying, alright? My sweet alarm clock."

" OK." She said. 

I smiled after Carl cracked another one of his jokes. I wish it could be like this all the time, but the truth is that it will never be.

" RICK!?" Gleen yelled.

" Stay with your Aunt." Rick said, then left. 

" Dad-" Carl started. 

" Tell me more of your jokes." Lucy said, wiping her tears away. 

" OK. Um..." 

" If you don't have anymore, it's fine." 

" Can we play I Spy or something?" 

" That's fine, OK, I Spy with my little eye something...-" 

" Pink." Dani said. 

" Aunt Lucy's face?" Carl guessed. 

" Hey." Lucy said.

" What, it's true." 

( Rick's P.O.V.) 

I darted towards Glenn, and when I found him, he was grabbing the tub of guns we had.

" The whole herd switched directions." Glenn told me. 

" Alright, let's go. They can't get in here. Nobody else is dying today."