Forever Forever ||Shane Walsh x OC||

I was 24 when I saw two blue lines at 6:12 a.m. in a quarry bathroom.

Grey tee, messy bun, pen in hair, cold hands, crooked crib that said B & B, boots by door, shotgun that says WILLOW, lantern as porch light, bluebells everywhere.

He said forever forever.

Now I am still 24. Mama.

We left the quarry.

We have a big pretty mountain cabin now. Black wood not brown, stone chimney smoke always, porch light that flickers, fence around but pretty, bluebells outside fence everywhere. On top of Raven Peak. No neighbors. No map. No walkers. Safe.

Shane Walsh, 33, overprotective daddy x100, still builds. Still says mine. Still says my girls. Now he is building blue walls for real for real for Willow Bluebell Walsh.

Willow Bluebell Walsh - 6 months - white star Converse tiny, grey tee tiny, messy bun like mama, her daddy's whole world.

This is not about surviving anymore.

This is about living.

Mornings with cold hands and coffee. Nights with fire and one big bed and one couch. Boots by door - mine, his, hers. Learning to be a family where no one can find us.

But the woods still whisper. And forever forever is a long time to keep safe.

*Shane 33, Willa 24, and baby Willow - mountain cabin era. Soft. Safe. Overprotective daddy. Mama bluebell. Forever forever for real.*

Sequel to Blood & Bluebell Read that first or you will be lost.