The Walking Dead

Not Walker Chow Yet!

( Andrea's P.O.V.) 

I washed off, hoping to get the spell of the dead off of me, the smell that has been filling the air to much.

I enjoyed splattering that baster's head with a bullet. I know Danni would have loved to, but Lucy made her stay inside. 

" You really think that's a good idea?" Danni said, her voice traveling through the cellblock. 

" You said it yourself, he needs to learn." Rick said. 

" You know that's not what I meant. Dude, you only have one hand." 

" And you are going through some things." 

" I'll take him." Glenn suggested. 

" I have it covered." Rick said, standing up. 

" I'm not letting you go out there by yourself." Danni said, blocking his way. 

" And Lucy's not going to let you leave with me. We'll be back before sunset." 

Rick left, Danni's eyes were visible with rage. 

" I'll go with them." I told her, easing her glare. 

" Thanks." 

I turned and followed them out, my hunting rifle hanging off my shoulder, and my hunting knife tucked away in my right boot.

" Andrea-" Rick started. 

" Save it Rick." I snapped. 

" Are you going to help me drive too?" Carl asked, looking up at me.

" Yep. Gotta make sure your not as bad as I drove that I was. I got pulled over by a lot of cops." 

" Are you going to pull me over Dad?" 

" Don't think to be a horrible driver matters now." Rick said, looking around.

I know he was hurting, but now it was hitting hard. I don't think Carl has excepted it either.

" Which one are we going to do first? Drive or kill Walkers?" 

" Look's like Walkers." Rick said as I took my hunting knife out of my boot

Rick took his out followed by Carl. " Watch me." 

" Rick." I called after him. 

Rick kicked the Walker's knee, causing it to fall over, then plunged his knife into its skull. 

" Cool." Carl replied.

Moans filled the air behind me and Carl ran towards it halfway, letting it walk towards him. He followed Rick's example and killed it. 

More moans and groans filled the air, so I used the scope on my rifle to see how many there were. 

" Herd." I said as quiet as possible. 

Rick got on the radio as Carl darted back towards me. I checked in other directions. " Rick, were getting surrounded." 

As he relayed the news, we darted into the woods, seeing if we could circle back. 

" What the hell, there everywhere." I said, then lowering my rifle.

" Anything else?" Rick asked. 

" I see some vehicles. Hopefully one of them has gas." 

We darted for them, finding some supplies, including another map of the area. 

" Look's like we're in Woodberry." Carl said. 

" The Governer's camp must have gotten overrun," I started. " That explains the Walkers." 

" Wouldn't see how, the place was secure." Rick said. 

" They're coming." Carl said. 

" Our best bet's the neighborhood." I said. 

We darted down the road, a large herd following behind us. 

We safely arrived and ducked into the first house we seen, fastly checking it then barricading the entrances. 

" There passing." Carl whispered as Rick opened up a bottle of water as silently as possible.

" We're going to be in here for a while." I whispered, looking at the herd pass. 

" I found more stuff." Carl whispered from the kitchen.

" I want another bath." I exhaled. 

I hate the smell of the dead. It's sickening.