Protector (TWD fanfiction)

Chapter 12

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~~~~Beginning of Chapter 12

Carl and Michonne get to the nearly untouched baby-goods store and raid it off anything they need.

"I think this would be it. We should only take what's necessary." She tells the boy.

"How are you so good with this?" Carl asks, genuinely curious.

Michonne eyes glaze over and she hesitates before she answers.

"I guess it's a women thing." She forces a smile and nods. The mood-change goes over Carl's head and he grins.

"I makes me less anxious knowing we have a good hand of people who can lend a hand." He says with as he lifts the front side of the travel crib up with a grunt. "I think dad is....a bit lost at the moment." Carl says not facing the women behind him who is squinting at the back of his head.

She sees the boy and can only imagine the things that made him bare this weight on his shoulders without a single mention of how unfair all this is.

They walk to Morgan's headquarters with a little conversation here and there and run into Rick who is just leaving the building with three duffle bags stuffed to the rim.

"Hey. I was just about to look for you." He tells them at arrival.

"Sorry." Carl answers shortly.

"It's all right. You're here now." Rick sighs.

Carl notices a splash of blood on his dads shoulder and looks at him questioningly.

"Ugh, it's nothing." Rick waves his concern off.

Michonne takes one of the heavy bags off of Rick and the latter gives a short thanks for the gesture.

The three of them set back to moving and walk past Morgan who is messing with his self made traps.

"Is he okey?" Michonne frowns, not breaking her stride.

"No. He isn't." Rick says lowly and takes the lead at the front.

"Wait. Hey!" Carl calls the last bit back to Morgan as they are about to wordlessly separate ways.

"Carl." Rick protests but Carl ignores him.

"Morgan!" He tries to get the attention of the lonely man.

Morgan looks up curiously.

"I had to shoot you. You know I had to, right?" Carl says seriously and Morgan nods lightly. "I'm sorry." Carl ads with a nod and turns to continue on their way.

Morgan lets go of what he was doing and walks up behind Carl.

"Hey son." He says to gain back the boys attention, wich he does. "Don't ever be sorry." He ads and turns around to walk back to what he was doing.

The three headed group resume to walk to their car and load up their game.

"Everything all Right with her?" Rick asks Carl when Michonne walks to the front of the car.

"She might be one of us." Carl gives his dad a half sided smile.

Ricks eyebrows go up into his hairline in surprise.