western nights ( shane walsh )

2.10 ; feminine hygiene

Glenn stood on a makeshift lookout point, the binoculars tightly gripped in his hands as he focused intently on Maggie in the distance. Natalie observed the scene, a chuckle escaping her lips as she ascended the challenging dirt path.

The weariness settled in her bones, making each step a laborious effort. The sun cast long shadows, and the air was thick with a mixture of tension and exhaustion. "It's rude to stare," Joking hitting his shoulder with her head tilted to the side a little bit crossing her arms together.

"I- I wa..." Trying to cover himself up, Natalie stared at him listening nodding her head as if she understood what he was trying to say stuttering over his words badly.

Crossing her arms as he continued to go finally stopping himself with a laugh. "Are you okay now," Not saying anything else Glenn had just nodded his head silently. "Can you grab something for me at the pharmacy?"

Not knowing what he was getting himself into just doing something for a friend. "Of course."

Pressing her and into itself trying to calm her nerves. "A pregnancy test..." Lowering her voice and just saying it instantly regretting saying it out loud. "And morning afters," This wasn't a decision she wanted to bring up with Shane if she was going to have the baby or not if she was pregnant.

"P-Pregn...Pregnancy test-" Glenn studdered lowering his voice shocked by the product she wanted from the store. "You're pregnant. Does Lori know...Rick- who?"

Trying to gain together his thoughts, Natalie had waited for him to calm down with the man no longer saying anything just staring at her. "Don't tell no one, not even Maggie..." Pressing her hands in a prayer action pleading for him. "I don't need Shane finding out...'kay..."

Still shocked by the information he continued to hear. "Shane..." Nodding her head Glenn blinked to the side trying to understand this one more time. "What's the second thing,"

Not eager to delve into the complexity of her emotions and decisions regarding the potential pregnancy, Natalie offered a simple directive to Glenn. "You'll find it inside the Feminine Hygiene section."

"I'll get it for you," Glenn responded, a compassionate smile playing on his lips.

She embraced Glenn, seeking solace in the comforting hug. His arms wrapped securely around her, offering a momentary respite from the weight of uncertainties. In the distance, Maggie observed the scene, shifting on her feet before redirecting her attention to the horses.

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Dale and T-Dog retraced their steps back to the house, their countenances marked by a gravity that foretold troubling news. As the group gathered, including Andrea, Natalie, Maggie, Glenn, Lori, and Shane, they embarked on a solemn trek up the hill, covering nearly a mile of the expansive Greene property.

The sprawling landscape, a testament to the family's extensive holdings, left Natalie in awe as they traversed its contours. Yet, despite the scenic surroundings, an atmosphere of foreboding clung to the air, intensifying with each step.

Dale had stopped in front of the well looking down to see that there was a Walker inside of it. Quickly everyone had surrounded looking down at this.

The smell felt like it hit Natalie from miles away causing her stomach to turn. Being right above the stench now had made her want to throw up but holding it back to not make everything obvious. The smell hit her like a bunch of tomatoes hitting her face over and over again.

Hissing and growling from under the water, it didn't look like a normal Walker; something about it changed. "Look like we've got us a swimmer." Dale joked shining a flashlight right inside of its face.