His savior ( A Carl Grimes fan fiction)

Chapter9-C.D.C.

Mia's P.O.V.

I woke up cold and in the tent alone. I jumped up and looked around to make sure nothing was in here. As you can guess I'm still very frightened about last night.

"Carl?" I call out. Carl enters the tent.

"Your up?" Carl asks "I mean of course you are um I just didn't think you'd be up this early. I mean we're leaving so you do have to get up but.... you know what I'll just Shutup now." Carl says and I frown.

"Where are we going?" I ask as Carl gets my things together for me because he says i still need rest.

"C.D.C." Carl says and I nod.

"I'm so tired. My eyes hurt" I yawn and Carl kisses the top of my head

"Im sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean anything I said. I love you." Carl says.

I smile "I love you too." I tell him.

We went outside and watched as all the people from last night that got hurt were buried.

"Jim got bit!" Jacque yells.

"Im okay! I'm okay. I'm okay." Him repeats as everyone picks up a weapon.

"I say we kill him now." Daryl says.
"Him and the girl they are both ticking time bombs!" Daryl says.

"No! Let Andrea deal with it and let Jim do what he wants!" I say.

"Mia you don't need to be in this conversation." Daryl says.

"She's a smart girl let her talk once in a while. I rather her idea way more then yours! It's actually good!" Morals says and I smile at him.

"Were going to the C.D.C. Maybe someone can help him" I say.

"Yeah I like Mia's idea." Carl says.

"Then that's what we're gonna do" Rick says.

"Fine." Daryl mumbles.

Carl grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles. "Whats wrong?" Carl asks and I look at all the loved ones they're burying, and all the walkers that were once human that we didn't even know they were burned.

"It's just sad that so many people lose there life everyday to these things that were once people but aren't any more. I mean when they do it they don't even understand what they're doing, and it's just sad." I say as Carl rubs my knuckles with his thumbs.

"I know, and it is sad but at least the people are..... well I don't know where they are but it's defiantly a better place." Carl says.

"Heaven?" I ask and Carl scoffs.

"That's not real. If there was a God why would he do this to us?" Carl asks.

"Did you see how bad the world was getting? Everyone was trying to steal, threaten, murder any thing you could think of that was bad and illegal. He might want us to change the world, so this place can be a better place. We just need to figure out a cure." I say and Carl looks at the ground and shakes his head.

"When you see me pray.... what do you think?" I ask curious of what his reply will be.

"That your a loss girl looking for hope when there isn't a single piece of it." Carl says "And that your just talking to the sky, clouds, stars, all of it just so you can tell yourself we will make it out, when we probably aren't." Carl says and I look at him

"Don't say that! We are gonna make it!" I say.

"If what?" Carl asks "We all pray to this fake God you have?" Carl asks.