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Chapter 10 - K.M.O

I screamed, a bullet flying into Shane's chest, blood splattering onto my face which was inches away from where he was shot.

I dropped to my knees, putting my hand on the wound and applying pressure.

"Hershel!" I screamed, hearing more gunshots going off from Rick's gun.

"You're okay, you're okay." I rushed, watching as blood came up his throat.

Hershel came limping out, along with everyone else.

"Get inside!" Rick yelled.

Tears stung my eyes as Shane tried to talk.

"Shh, you don't have to talk." I stated, Hershel beside Shane.

"I-I love y-you." He choked, blood coming out of his mouth.

"I love you." I replied, tears streaming down my cheeks.

His eyes slowly closed, and he went limp.

Hershel checked for a pulse, and found none.

"No." I mumbled, more tears streaming down my cheeks.

This was even worse than when I thought he was dead the first time.

"Do you want me to do it?" Rick asked.

I shook my head 'no', reaching for my knife.

I slowly brought the knife to the side of his head, pushing it in his skull.

More tears escaped from my eyes, as I pulled the knife back out.

I dropped the knife, taking a deep breath.

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RICK's POV

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"I don't know where Samantha is, we looked everywhere." Glenn stated.

"We're going to find her, I don't care what it takes. Day and night, we're going to find her." I replied.

"She can't be stable. You know that broke her." Carol mumbled.

"I'll be back when I find her." I told everyone, walking out of the prison.

"Dad.. What if we don't find her?" Carl asked.

"We will. I'm not losing her either." I mumbled.

I ran down the road, my legs aching for I've been running and walking for hours.

I should've took a vehicle, but I figured I would be able to hear better without a vehicle roaring in my ears.

I remembered she was talking about her favorite place a while back, and Shane brought her the first time.

Following the signs, I made my way up to Cave Springs.

I groaned, rain pouring down on me, along with lightening.

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I pushed my hair back, sliding in the mud as I reached the top of Cave Springs.

Squinting my eyes, I found Sam sitting right out in the rain, drawing something in the mud.

"Sam!" I called out.

Her head turned to look at me, and I wished I hadn't said her name.

From fifteen feet away I could still see the sadness in her eyes.

"Let's go in that cave!" I yelled over the rain, walking up to her.

She stood up and we crawled under the small cave.

"I just had him back, and I lost him again." She mumbled.

"I understand." I replied.

"Have you ever cried so much that you just can't anymore?" She asked, looking at me.

I nodded.

She flipped her arms over, revealing her old scars.

"I want to reopen these scars but I'm not going to because I know he wouldn't want me to." She explained.

"How did you even find me?" She asked.

"I listened to what you were telling Carol the other day." I replied.

"Oh." She mumbled.

"Do I have to come back? I don't want everyone's pity." She added.

"No, you don't. That's another reason I stayed gone for almost a week." I replied.

"But I'm afraid that if I stay away with my thoughts, I'll let them kill me." She stated.

"Then we'll go back home. I'll take you off somewhere for a few days. I'm not letting you go alone." I replied.

She drew three letters in the dirt before tracing over them again.

"KMO?" I asked.

"Keep moving on." She answered.

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