Half of the group left to go and get Glenn and Maggie.
And my sister.
I told them.
I told them that she wasn't dead.
"Are you okay?" Beth questioned, sitting next to me.
"I don't know," I admit, fiddling with my fingers. "Where's Carl?"
"He's with my daddy," Beth tells me. "Do you need anything?"
"Just my sister," I tell her. "I just want my sister. I want her to hold me and call me Ducky and for us to live happily ever after."
Beth gives me a small smile as she stands up to go and feed Judith.
"Don't go to the catacombs," Carl announces as he enters the room.
"Why?" I question.
"Just... don't." Carl doesn't elaborate on why I'm to stay away from the danger.
The next few days were chaotic.
The group returned from Woodbury with Glenn and Maggie but no Andrea and no Daryl.
The danger in the catacombs turned out to be another group but everybody tells me to stay away from them.
Instead, I've been helping Beth with Judith. She taught me how to care for her and change her diaper and feed her.
Ever since the group returned, I've been feeling lonely.
I miss my sister and nobody will talk to me about what's going on.
"It's a grown-up matter." "You're too little to understand." "Go find Carl to play with."
The next day, Daryl returned with Merle.
I was so happy to see him.
"Daryl!" I cry out, jogging towards him and jumping onto him.
"Hey, bud." Daryl greets, scooping me into his arms.
"Hey, little buddy. No welcome back hug for ya uncle Merle?" Merle questioned, outstretching his hands.
I notice the long knife that stuck out from the metal that was attached to his arm.
I give Merle a quick hug before I hurry back to my duties as a babysitter.
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Don't Leave Me
FanfictionAndrea and Amy had a little brother. A very little brother. When the world ends Andrew Harrison is just six, sick with a chronic illness and very unprepared for living in this new world. Andrew only has his sisters, they're all he's ever known until...