Officer Blue (Rick Grimes FF)

Chapter 21- Quarantine

I can't explain how i feel right now. I mean, there is guilt inside of me from hiding things from him that only Carl and Aron know. It's hard looking at Rick without telling him. But i know i can't. Not yet at least.

I push away the memories that ache.

"So how do you think Carl will take this?" I ask worried even if Rick did tell me what he said was true.

"I told you Iris. We'll be okay. Carl doesn't have a problem. If anything, we will work it out. Me and you." He takes his attention off the rode for a quick second, placing my hand in his. His hands are rough and calloused like a man at work. A real man.

We are heading back to the prison which isn't that far. My mind trails back to the murders. "I can't think of anyone who did it." He looks confused for a second then gets what I'm talking about.

"It can't possibly be anyone from our group." I tense at that thinking of one person who has become suspicious. i think Rick notices.

"Are you okay?" He moves his hand up to his lips and plants a kiss on top of mine. My heart beats fast. This little affection changes my mind "Yeah." I lie. "Im fine now."

We come near the prison gates. "I can't wait to-"

We get interrupted by loud bangs from inside. What was that? Rick speeds up and Maggie and Carl open the gates.

"What happening?" I ask while stepping out of the car. Their faces are as shocked as we are.

"I don't know." She looks at me.

"Come on let's check it out. Maggie, can you keep an eye on Carl?"

"Dad i want to go with." carl pleads.

"Stay with Maggie." They give eachother a hug and Rick and I run inside the prison with our guns locked and loaded.

I cannot believe my eyes. "Shit" i mumble to myself. "Stay behind me." Rick takes lead. Inside are walkers attacking other people. Children. How did this happen?

I don't stay behind Rick and start shooting at any walker i see. Two cold hands grab my ankle. "Ahh!" I fall to the cement floor. Ignoring the pain, I aim my gun at it's head. All it's walker guts and blood spread on my clothes and on my face.

Without hesitation, Rick picks me up examining me quickly. "I'm fine." I reassure. his ocean blue eyes continue to scan my body until he sees for himself.

We stop once all the walkers are down. Mothers, fathers and children weep in fear or over their loved ones who just passed away.

"Daryl...what the hell happened." Rick asks sternly. He shrugs his shoulders. "Dunno. I was outside with Hershel. Came back to someome shootin." Carol comes out of a room with two little girls whose faces are dripping with tears.

Carol looks at us with sympathy then walks out. "Where's Carl and Judith?"

"They're with Beth and Aron." I look at the dead bodies yet again. I thought this prison was to separate us from them.

Rick's stress bar raises.

"Let's finish what's not done."

We go into cells, stabbing walkers that haven't left. I come across an old man with his throat ripped out. I stare at him until im pulled away from my thoughts.

"Hey." That rough voice calls me. I don't look at Rick. Instead, i continue my job, stabbing the walker. I quickly turn around. I open my mouth then close it. I have nothing to say. He pulls me into a hug, where i burrow my face in the crook of his neck. He holds me there.