FATALLY STRIKES-062
"What's going on?" Morgan asked, looking around the table. Rick, Lola, Michonne, and Carol sat at the table, wanting to discuss something with him.
"When I was coming back...I tried to cut off the herd with the RV. Lead the walkers away. But five of those people with the Ws in their foreheads, they stopped me. They tried to kill me, shot up the RV. Now, Carol says she saw you. That you wouldn't kill those people."
"Did you let any of them go?" Carol questioned, looking at the dark skinned man.
"Yes, I did. I didn't want to kill five people I didn't have to kill." Morgan argued.
Lola lead forewards, narrowing her eyes. "They burned people alive."
"Yeah," Morgan muttered. He looked at Rick. "Why didn't you kill me, Rick, back in King County? Pulled a knife on you. I stabbed you. So why didn't you kill me? Was it 'cause I saved you after the hospital?"
"Cause I knew who you were," Rick replied.
"Back there I would have killed you as soon as look at you. And I tried. But you, you let me live, and then I was there to help Aaron and Daryl." Morgan said as Lola glanced between her leader and Morgan. "See, if I--if I wasn't there...if they died...maybe those wolves wouldn't have been able to come back here. I don't know what's right anymore. 'Cause I did want to kill those men. I sen what they did, what they would've kept doing. I knew I could end it. But I also know that people can change. 'Cause everyone sitting here has. All life is precious. And that idea--that idea changed me. It brought me back and it keeps me living."
"I just don't think it can be that easy," Lola spoke.
"It's not easy."
"I wasn't saying—"
"I—I know. And I thought about letting that idea go. But I don't want to."
"You may have to. Things aren't as simple as four words. I don't think they never were." Lola said.
Morgan looked at the British woman. "Do you think I don't belong here?"
"Making it now, do you really think you can do that without getting blood on your hands?" Rick says, making Morgan look at him.
"I don't know."
***
"If we can somehow get outside the walls, get back to our cars at the quarry, we could use them to draw them away," Rick said, leaning against the rail. Lola stands next to him as they talked about the plan.
"We'll set up more watchpoints. Coordinate the shooting of guns and flares so we could pull them out in even directions."
Rick nodded. "We'd need to get all our people on it. Carl, Lee, Matilda, Tara, Kelly, Michonne, Carol."
"What about everyone else?" Lola asked, looking at her leader.
"Well, let's just keep this to our own for now," Rick says, making the dark skinned woman nod.
***
"I'm pregnant," Maggie announces to Violet. They're standing by one of the towers talking about Glenn when Maggie announced it.
Violet's eyes widen and a large smile placed on her lips. "Maggie. That's amazing!"
She gathered her friend into an embrace which her friend returned.
"How far are you?" Violet asked, pulling away from the hug.
"A couple of days," Maggie explained. "We found out right before the run."
"What do you want it to be?"
Maggie smiled at the thought of her baby. "A boy. Glenn says it's going to be a girl."
Suddenly something caught their attention. A bunch of green balloons floats higher up in the sky. Violet and Maggie shared a look before rushing towards they saw Rick last.
Once they got to Rick as Maggie spoke. "It's Glenn. It's him."
"It is," Rick confirmed.
The sound of cracking wood made everyone look in the direction, Matilda and Lola stood next to the tower as it swayed.
Not a second later, the tower slowly started falling forwards. Lola and Matilda look up as the tower's shadow cast over them.
"Matilda! Lola!"
Lola pushed her wife's best friend out of the way making her land out of the path of the falling building. She stood in the spot Matolda had been and before the dark skinned woman could move, the tower crashed down on her.
"No! No! No, Lola! Oh, god!" Violet screamed as she tried towards her sister in law, Maggie held her back.
Dead. Lola was dead.
Tears clouded Matilda's eyes as she uncurled herself and sat up. The snarling of the walkers caught her attention, herds of Walkers flooded into the broken fence coming towards her.
Matilda stumbled up, pulling out her gun and started shooting walkers that were coming towards her.
"Everyone get back. Get into your house, go!" She heard her father yell.
She sprinted away, heading towards her father who was helping Deanna up.
" Matilda!" Her father shouted upon seeing her.
Tilly ran beside Deanna as the three of them hurried down the street as Ron, her brothers and some others formed a group and started taking the walkers that were in their path.
Maggie pulled up Violet as walkers stumbled towards them, they ran towards one of the watch towers and started climbing. Maggie made it up as the latter broke causing the young teen to dangle off the top piece of the latter.
"Violet! Grab my hand!" Maggie shouted as she gabbed on to Violet's wrist.
The raven haired teen grabbed Maggie's other hand, pulling herself up with the short haired woman's help. Once on the tower, Maggie and Violet fell on the platform, heavy breathing.
Matilda, Lee, and Carl all ran ahead of their father who was helping Deanna as they hurried towards their house.
The three siblings stopped short when walkers began to crowd them as gunshots rang out. Everyone looked over to Jessie and Rosie standing in the front yard of Jessie's house.
"Come on! We have Max and Judith!" Rosie yelled making the group follow theme
Once inside the house, Jessie shut the door as Matilda was barreled into by her son who was holding her baby aunt.
"Mom!" Max signed, giving Judith to his mother.
"Hey, Luciole," Matilda placed Judith on her hip and wrapped her free arm around her son. (Firefly)
Rick helped Deanna upstairs and into the spare room, placing her on the bed.
Matilda held Judith to her chest as a door closing caught their attention, Carl and Rosie walks out of the room towards the second.
Rosie and Carl quitely walk down the stairs and over to the garage door where the rattling came from inside. The redhead placed her finger on her lips before placing her hand on the doorknob.
"On three,"
She counted down on her fingers before opening the door. They both walk in, pointing their guns at the sounds.
"Ron?" Carl questioned, staring at the teen. "Hey. You all right, man?"
Ron was leaning over some working station as Carl slowly walked towards him. He had put away his gun, but Rosie kept hers out.
"Enid's dead," Ron spoke. "We're all dead."
"Look, my dad's gonna figure something out. He always does."
Ron stands upright, glaring at Carl making the redhead teen placed her finger on the cock of the gun.
The blonde boy got closer to her friends
"That's bullshit. Your dad are just gonna get more people killed. Cause that's what he do. That's who he is. Your dad's is killers."
"So was yours," Carl replied. "We need to work this out."
"I'm dead, Carl. My mom is dead. My brother is."
"No, they're not." Ron walked from Carl, heading towards the door. "We're gonna make it."
"Your dad—you're dead, too. "
Ron locked the door and shoved the key into his pocket before turning around towards the other teens. He pulled out his gun, causing Carl and Rosie to react quickly.
Carl shoved Ron on the door before Ron took the upper hand and pushed him into a cart. The boys fell on the floor as Rosie shot Ron on the knee.
"Carl, get up!" She yelled as Ron cried in pain.
Carl quickly stood up, standing beside the redhead as she pointed her gun at Ron who cuddled his blown-out knee. The gunshot had attached walkers that were passing the house.
All of the sudden, Rosie was tackled to the ground by Ron, her gun was thrown out of her hand. A fist meet her head as the mental teen was shoved off her by Carl who had a shovel in his hands.
Ron recovered quickly and shoved Carl against the glass door with a shovel across his chest. The window on the door broke as the shovel's handle hit against it.
Rosie grabbed a handful of Ron's shirt, pulling him away from her friend and tossing him on the ground. She grabbed Carl, pulling him towards her as a Walker went to grab him.
"Carl! Rosie!' Rick's voiced yelled as he banging on the door.
Rosie and Carl pushed a shelf against the door, trying to keep the walkers out before the creatures pushed their way through. The Grimes boy grabbed the redhead's hand as the door of the garage burst open.
His father and Jessie were at the door making the teens sprint into the house as Rick shut the door. Rosie, Carl, Jessie, and Ron held the door closed as Gabriel pushed the couch against it.
Matilda, Rick, and Gabriel all held it there as Michonne went to find something else.
"What happened in there?" Rick asked his son and Rosie.
"We were looking for tools and knocked over a shelf," Carl said, glancing at the redhead who nodded agreeing with him.
"We heard yelling." Jessie spoke.
"Ron saw them break through the gates. We had to move. That's what happened." Rosie pipped in, glancing at Ron who looked traumatized.
A crowd of walkers surrounds the house, Max stared out the window as he stood by Michonne. When Judith started crying upstairs. Walking away from the window, Max headed towards the stairs
Max hurried up the stair as he stopped on the last step when he heard music playing from Sam's room. He glanced in the room Deanna was in and saw that she wasn't there anymore.
Fear coursed through his body as he walked towards the room his baby aunt was. He quietly opened the door and saw Deanna trying to grab at Judith.
Max pulled out his knife, grabbing Deanna by the shoulder and was about to plunge the knife in her skull.
"No, it's still me!" Deanna said panting as Max let out a breath.
"I'm sorry." Max signed as he placed his hand on the woman's shoulder.
"I—wanted to see them one last time. I thought I could make it. My legs had other plans."
Max placed Deanna's arm around her shoulder, helping her stand up and placed her on the bed.
"For now on something needs to be with you, not just Judith." He signed as he walked toward his aunt.
Deanna nodded. "Yeah."
Max picked up the baby and looked at the woman and spoke in a barely Audible whisper. "I'm gonna find someplace else to put her."
"Max, wait."
The boy turned back towards the dying woman, watching her as she pulled out a piece of folded papers. Max walks over to Deanna and she placed the papers in his free hand.
"I wrote something...for Spencer, for Maggie. Give them to your grandfather, so he can give it to them."
Max nodded, placing the papers in his pocket before turning away from Deanna. He walked to the door when the woman stopped her. "Protect your mother and Judith."
"Max!" his mother yelled making him ran down the stairs."Lock yourself in the room! Go, Baby! Do not come out, until I come back, okay?!"
Max nodded before going into the room and shutting the door, locking it. He climbed on the bed, holding his aunt close to him, he was going to protect her at any cost.
All sudden, walkers had stumbled through another door as Michonne took out her katana.
"Everybody get upstairs now!"
Matilda pulled out her knife, rushing over and stabbed walkers in the head as Michonne sliced into their heads. She races up the stairs and banged on the door her son was in.
"Max! It's me! Open the door!"
The sound of footsteps was heard, they got closer to the door. The door opened, Max stood on the other side. Everyone rushed inside as Rosie, Rick, and Michonne stood at the bottom of the stairs with a couch blocking it.
"I got this one, you get the one behind it," Rick told Michonne before they stabbed two walkers. "We're going to need at least two.
Rick carried a walker up the stairs with Michonne followed behind with one. They passed the group as they walked into a different room.
"You two stay here," Rick ordered Carl and Rosie. "You see anyone squeezing through, you get us."
Carl and Rosie nodded as Gabriel sat on the bed next to Michonne, staring down at the dead walker.
"We're gonna need bed sheets, enough for everyone," Rick says, placing the walker down.
Jessie frowned in confusion. "Bedsheets for what?"
"We all go to the armory."
"How?"
"We're gonna gut these things. Cover ourselves with the insides. It'll mask our smell, make them think we're like them. I've done it before. We stay calm, we don't draw attention, we can move right through them." Rick explained, kneeling next to the walker.
"They're in the house, they're making noise. More are coming." Matilda said as they watched Michonne and her father gut the walkers.
Jessie, Ron, and Grabrial all looked like they were going to puke at the sight as Matilda wasn't fazed.
"Anyone who stays here is gonna die."
"What about Deanna?" Gabrial asked.
Rick didn't answer and continued to gut the walkers. After they had cut and gutted the walkers, everyone placed a bedsheet over their bodies.
Rosie and Carl helped each other cover themselves in the guts as Matilda helped Lee and Max. Once everyone was covered, the redhead helped Carl put Judith under his bedsheets.
She grabbed Lee's hand before looking at her father as he spoke. "We need to move. Matilda, Lee, Carl, Max, Rosie with me. Jessie, Ron, Sam, and Gabrial with Michonne."
They all line up with Rick in the front, Matilda took her behind place behind Lee. Max grabbed his granddad's hand as Carl, Rosie, Lee were between his mother. They all started walking down the stairs, Rick pushed the couch away.
Behind Matilda, she felt Jessie shake in fear as they got to the living room, walking through the walkers, they would sniff and walk off. She gripped her brother's hand as a walker brush up against her. Carl maneuvered the best he could to where the walkers wouldn't touch Judith.
The plan was working perfectly as they stopped on the pouch, filing out of the house. Chills run up Matilda's body as she looked upon hundreds of thousands of walkers roamed Alexandria.
Rick led them down the porch steps and onto the road. Half way through the street a little boy's voice rang out.
"Mom?"
Matilda's heart stopped as she turned her head towards the sound.
"Mom!"
Her hazel eyes landed on the little boy, who just got called the dinner bell.
Sam.