Carl pov:
I woke up to a blood curdling screaming there was also crying,yelling and gun shots Adam springs up looking terrified we look at each other and nod
We jump out of bed slip on are shoes and I grab my hat and run out of the cell and see blood,dead bodies and walkers!
I fastly grab Adams hand and start running down the stairs with my gun ready I need to find my dad and Judith and thats wen I feel Adam trying to get out of my hold and I hear "Carl let go!"
I let go of his hand and look at him and ask and almost state "whats wrong!?" He looks at me and then grabs me by the wrist and pulls me behind him and shoots one walker heading towards us and turns around grabs my wrist and leads me what looks like we're heading back to his cell but he passes right past his and goes straight into CONNERS that's what he was doing he lets go of my wrist and jogs over to conners crib he picks up Conner and holds him in one hand and a gun in the other I love that about Adam he can be so kind and loveing but also so strong
We walk out of the cell ready to kill anything that might come to close we start running down the corridor and run into my dads cell not to see him then it all goes quite I knew my dad must of killed all of them I walk out with Adam by my side we walk down looking for anyone we walk past a cell to see carol and Meka and Lizzie crying we keep walking I see Daryl I try to run to him but I feel a pull on my arm I look back to see Adam holding on to my arm he's looking at the ground he dint even noticed I stopped walking
He bumps into my back he looks up at me with his green eyes filled with fear he lets go of me I'm still looking at him wen I hear a voice behind me say "Adam,Carl oh thank god you have Conner" I turn around to face carol she's holding her arms out I look between her and Adam
Adam finally realizes what happening and hands carol Conner she smiles at him and walks away I face Adam he looks like he's about to cry so I hug him and hold him close with my arms around his waist he cry's into my shoulder I can feel my shirt wetting but I don't say anything I really don't care for my shirt right now I just hope Adam is ok
Adam looks up at me his green eyes red and puffy he looks down at where he wet my shirt his eyes widen a little and whispers "I'm sorry.........I'm...so sorry"
I look down at him confused "about what" I ask softly "about your...shirt" he answers