Surviving || G. Rhee [1] ✔️

[12] Trip Into Town

[Outfit Above]

S2: Ep4. "Cherokee Rose"

[An: So pure ^]

The calming heartbeat pounding in Glenn's chest is one of the few things that helped me sleep the night before. My eyes flutter open, adjusting to the bright light of the early day I find myself still entangled in Glenn's warm embrace. His hand is tracing lines up and down my arm, I breathe in and release a relaxed sigh. I move my head so I can look up at Glenn, to find him already looking down at me. "Good morning" I mumble sleepily which makes him laugh.

"Good morning beautiful" He leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead before speaking again. "As much as I would love to stay like this...they need help collecting rocks for Otis' grave." I groan quietly "Just a little bit longer" I scoot up higher so I can hide my face in his neck, but not before placing a kiss on his jaw. I move my hand up from his chest and instead lay it on the side of his neck, my thumb right under his ear. "Don't make me tickle you" He says with a smug tone while putting both hands on my waist. 

I sit up rolling my eyes at him, "Your evil" He shrugs "I learned from the best" I smirk and put a hand to my heart. "Glenn Rhee you flatter me" He pushes himself up to a sitting position my legs dangling over his lap. "Go get changed, Maggie came by and said she set out some more clothes that don't fit her anymore."

"Fine" I say drawing the 'e' out a bit before climbing off of him and the couch, standing to my feet and stretching. I walk around the couch and down the hall to the bedroom Maggie lead me to yesterday which is apparently hers. I find a pair of clothes set out on the edge of the bed stacked together. I change out of my outfit from yesterday and put on a new set of undergarments, dark blue jeans and an army green t-shirt. I put my boots back on and my belt with my sheaths. I brush my hair and pull it to the side quickly braiding it before meeting everyone outside.

As we pick up rocks and drop them in a wheelbarrow Daryl and the rest of the group drives up the road. "Who are they?" I hear Beth ask quietly. "Most of our group" I reply to which she turns to me confused "Most?" I swallow thickly not wanting to talk about it much. I feel someone's hand slip into mine, I follow the arm up and see it's Glenn comforting me. I smile weakly and squeeze his hand telling him I'm okay. Daryl pulled up first with Andrea behind him driving one of our newer cars we found and Dale in the RV. T-Dog went inside to tell Rick and Lori that the group is here. Everyone gathers upfront as our group climb out of their cars. "How is he?" Dale asked worriedly and Lori nods "He'll pull through, thanks to Aubree and to Hershel and his people." She smiles at me.

"And Shane. We'd have lost Carl if not for him." Rick adds. Dale pulls him into a hug while Carol pulls Lori and I into one, breathing a sigh of relief "Thank God. We were so worried." She says. "How'd it happen?" Dale asks as he steps back from Rick. "Hunting accident. That's all... Just a stupid accident." Rick answers with bitter amusement.