Zac who had been sitting on the floor looked up in surprised when he heard a man's voice say holy shit and he shook his head when he saw the five prisoners on the other side of the wall. He had gotten too caught up in what was happening with Hershel to even notice them.
"Who the hell are you?" Daryl asked as he kept his crossbow on the men.
"Who the hell are you?" One of the prisoners spoke as they kept their eyes on the man with the crossbow as well as the scene that was unfolding in the middle of the room.
Rick who had watched briefly Daryl's exchange with the men turned back to Hershel, "He’s bleeding out, we gotta go back!" he spoke knowing they needed to get back to their cell block. Grabbing for Taylor he put his hand on Hershel's wound and then looked at Maggie as well, "Come around here. Put pressure on the knee! Hard! Hard! Push, push!"
As Taylor and Maggie helped with Hershel's wound Zac stood up and walked to where Daryl was as he took out his gun holding it on the prisoners.
"Come on out of there," Daryl told the men as he never once looked away from them. "Slow and steady," he spoke watching as they obeyed his words.
Tomas who was the first one out looked down at the floor and the man on it who was bleeding, whose leg he had seen them cut off, "What happened to him?"
"He got bit," Daryl answered harshly.
Tomas heard the man with the crossbow answer him and he reached for the gun he wore in the front of his pants, "Bit?"
Seeing the man reach for his gun Zac held his gun higher aiming it at the man now and once he did he watched as the man trained his gun on him as well.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy now," Daryl said to the prisoner who had his gun on Zac. "Nobody needs to get hurt."
Ignoring the situation with the prisoners Rick looked at Maggie, "I need you to hold this," he said as he looked at the bed sheet which was covered in blood. "As hard as you can."
After Maggie took a hold of the bed sheet Taylor stood up and looked at the prisoners, "You got medical supplies?" he asked before walking into the room they had just exited.
Big Tiny watched as the man who had asked about the medical supplies walked past him, "Wow, where the hell do you think you're going?" he asked just watching as the man ignored him and started to search the room he and the other prisoners had just exited.
Keeping his gun trained on the men Zac turned to where T-Dog stood at the door as he heard it moving under the wait of the walkers who were still trying to get into the room where they were at.
"Who the hell are you people anyway?" Tomas asked as he raised an eyebrow.
Axel shook his head, "Don't look like no rescue team!"
Rick who with the help of Maggie tried to carry Hershel finally looked up at the prisoners, "If a rescue team's what you're waiting for, don't," he answered them as he saw Taylor wheeling them a table from the room he had been in searching. Putting Hershel on it he looked at the others, "Come on, we gotta go!" he told them as he along with the help of Taylor and Maggie began wheeling the table towards the door. "T the door!" he yelled out to let T-Dog know to open the door.
"Are you crazy?" Oscar asked hearing the man tell someone to open the door. "Don't open that!"
T-Dog heard the man and he moved the thing he had put in the door to keep it shut, "We got this," he told him as a walker came in not long after. Pushing the prison guard walker against the wall he soon killed it like they had done yesterday. By sticking it in the neck with his weapon.
After the door was open Zac slowly backed out of the room though he kept facing the prisoners when doing so not once letting his gun lower and in front of him he could see Daryl doing the same with his crossbow. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Taylor who was helping Rick and Maggie push Hershel down the dark corridors as the others followed watched as Rick would lead them one way and then they'd run into a walker or a group of walkers that Daryl would have to put down and then they'd turn around and try another way.
He hadn't remembered the way here being this long but then again maybe it had been and he just hadn't been paying attention. All he knew was he wanted to get back to their cell block mainly for Hershel's sake. They could help him more there then they ever could in that cafeteria or in those dark corridors they were now navigating their way through.
Hearing Rick tell them to stop after awhile Taylor turned his head to see the prisoners shadows on the walls and he swore he could hear one of them say to follow the flashlights. Rolling his eyes he knew that was the last thing they needed. To be followed back to their cell block by a bunch of prisoners.
When the prisoners finally rounded a corner to where they could actually see them Taylor heard Rick whispering for them to go again and they did and then it wasn't long before they were coming up to the door that would eventually lead them to their cell block.
Seeing Daryl get in front to open the door that lead to the corridors Taylor and Rick both pushed the table from the back while Maggie stayed at the front.
"He's losing too much blood," Maggie spoke her voice cracking some as they walked the short distance where the gate to their cell block was. Now all they needed was for it to be open so they could get to the cells.
"Open the door! It’s Hershel!" Rick yelled out so their group who had stayed behind would know to let them in. "Carl, come on!" he said watching as his son eventually opened the door for them and they wheeled the table into their cell block where they got Hershel situated into one of the cells as quickly as they could manage.
"He got bit," Rick spoke as he looked at the people who were now in the room.
Beth frowned as she looked down at her dad, "Oh my god," she muttered already fearing the worst. "He's gonna turn."
"Did you cut it off?" Lori asked her husband.
"Yeah," Rick answered her as they eventually found a way to get Hershel on the bed properly.
"Maybe you got it in time," Lori spoke before moving the bed sheet away from Hershel's leg. "Oh god," she muttered as she took in the wound.
Carol who looked at the wound bent down and reached her hand down to stop the bleeding, "I need bandages."
"We used everything we had," Taylor told her as he shook his head.
"Well, get more! Anything!" Carol told Taylor as she looked at him briefly.
Lori turned to look at her son who was near the entry of the cell, "Carl, go get the towels from the back, right next to my bed!"
"Is he gonna die?" Beth asked as tears started to form in her eyes. She really didn't want to lose her daddy.
Avery who was standing next to Beth pulled the blonde to her in an effort to calm her down, "No,no,no," she told the girl as she forced a smile. "He's going to be okay," she whispered hoping he'd be okay. Hell she half hoped she'd be okay as well because the sight of the blood was starting to make her feel sick and she wasn't sure why. She had seen blood numerous times now since this all started. It just seemed like everything was making her sick now.
Bending down to where Carol and Lori were working with Hershel, Rick looked at the two women, "You think you can stabilize him?"
"I need to keep his leg elevated," Carol answered as she looked around the room. "Get some pillows!" she spoke hoping someone would go to get her pillows.
"He's already bled through the sheets," Maggie spoke as she saw all the blood on the sheets.
Taylor looked down at Carol, "We could burn the wound to clot the blood," he suggested. "I can start a fire."
Beth shook her head as she heard Taylor's suggestion, "Oh god no, please don't do this," she muttered before leaning closer to Avery.
"No, the shock could kill him," Carol said after Taylor's suggestion. "It’s not gonna stop the arteries from bleeding. We need to keep it dressed and let it heal on its own.," she finished seeing Carl come back with the towels and soon she and Lori started to try to stop the bleeding.
Watching the two women Taylor then looked at Maggie who stayed at the entrance of the cell. She half looked like she was in shock and he wanted nothing more than to comfort her but he didn't know how too right now. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Zac who had stayed out in the part leading from the corridors to the part where the cell block was looked over at Daryl when he heard the prisoners coming closer to coming out of the corridors. It had taken them some time to get here though Zac couldn't help but wishing they hadn't even made it.
"That's far enough," Daryl said as he watched the prisoners walk out of the corridors. He had his crossbow trained on them and he'd use it if he had too.
Tomas smirked as he nodded his head seeing the cell block, "Cell block C. Cell four, that’s mine, gringo. Let me in," he said as he continued inching closer to the two men who stood in front of him though his eyes were trained on the one with a crossbow aimed at him.
"Today’s your lucky day, fellas. You’ve been pardoned by the state of Georgia, you’re free to go," Daryl told them not once letting any of them out of his sight.
Tomas looked at the man and raised his eyebrow, "What you got going on in there?"
"Ain’t none of your concern," Zac muttered as he spoke up finally.
Shaking his head Tomas reached for his gun again and pulled it out as he walked towards the man who spoke now, "Don’t be telling me what’s my concern," he said seeing the man with a crossbow move and come closer to him now.
" Chill, man. Dude’s leg is messed up. Besides, we’re free now! Why are we still in here?" Big Tiny asked as he looked at Tomas not understanding why they couldn't just leave this prison.
Daryl nodded at the one man's words, "Man's got a point."
"Yeah, and I gotta check on my old lady," Oscar agreed as he looked over at Big Tiny. He hadn't checked in on her in months. Since before they had been put in the cafeteria.
"Group of civilians breaking into a prison you’ve got no business being in, got me thinking there ain’t no place for us to go!" Tomas continued as he shrugged still not backing down.
Daryl just glared at the man, "Why don't you go find out?" he asked him hoping that eventually he'd just give up this fight.
Axel who had stayed silent looked between Tomas and the man with a crossbow as well as the other man in the room, "Maybe we’ll just be going now."
"Hey, we ain’t leaving!" Tomas spoke still refusing to just go.
Pulling out his gun Zac held it on the man who kept being stubborn, "You ain’t coming here either!" he told him as he walked closer watching as the guy finally lifted his gun and held it on him as well. It was the second time today he had stood on the other end of that gun.
"Hey, this is my house, my rules, I go where I damn well please!" Tomas said as he looked between both of the men who had their weapons aimed at him. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Beth who had been leaning against Avery as she watched Lori and Carol work with Hershel moved some as she heard raised voices coming from somewhere, "What was that?"
Turning to look down the hall as he heard the voices Rick sighed, "Prisoners, survivors. It’s alright, everybody stay put," he assured them as he turned to walk away and go help to take care of the situation. As he did he could hear footsteps behind him and as he reached the doors he turned to look, seeing Taylor had followed him. "Do not leave his side! If he dies, you need to be there for that," he whispered not wanting Taylor to come with him this time. He needed to be here with Hershel. "Think you can do this? Maggie will be there."
Taylor swallowed hard at Rick's words taking in the reality of them, "I got it," he nodded knowing he could do that. He had too. Maybe that was what he could do for Maggie.
"I can bring Zac in here.." Rick said knowing he could bring Zac back in if Taylor wasn't too sure. "Or you have Glenn and T-Dog here as well."
"I got it," Taylor repeated this time sounding much more firmer in his words.
Rick nodded, "Good," he said before turning to continue towards where the voices were coming from. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Zac had kept his gun raised during the entire argument with the prisoners and he could feel his dislike for them growing by the minute or well his dislike for the one who refused to leave. The one who just didn't want to give up and leave the prison. It was taking all he had not to let his finger accidentally slip so he could put a bullet into the man's brain.
"There ain’t nothing for you here, why don’t you go back to your own sandbox?" Daryl grunted out as he looked at the man who just refused to leave.
"Hey, hey, hey! Everyone relax, there’s no need for this," Rick spoke firmly as he finally arrived and came up in between Zac and Daryl to stand in front of the prisoners as well.
Tomas looked at the man who had just arrived, "How many of you in there?" he asked as he tried to look around the man to see if he could possibly see in.
"Too many for you to handle," Rick answered his voice staying firm as he answered.
"You guys rob a bank or something?" Tomas asked as he looked at the three men standing in front of him. "Why don’t you take him to a hospital?"
At the man's questions Rick looked to Zac and then Daryl before answering, "How long have you been locked in the cafeteria?"
Tomas had to think before he could answer that, "Going on like ten months," he stated finally after doing the math.
"Riot broke out," Big Tiny added after Tomas spoke. "Never seen anything like it."
"Attica on speed, man," Axel added in.
Andrew nodded as the others talked, "Ever heard about dudes going cannibal, dying, coming back to life? Crazy."
"One guard looked out for us, locked us up in the cafeteria, told us to sit tight, threw me this piece, said he’d be right back," Tomas continued as he remembered the events as if they were yesterday.
"And that was two hundred and ninety two days ago," Big Tiny finished up knowing he had kept track.
Axel turned to look at Big Tiny, "Ninety-four according to my..."
"Shut up!" Tomas growled as he looked at Axel briefly.
"We were thinking that the army or the national guard should be showing up any day now," Big Tiny finished after Axel's and Tomas's words.
After the men finished talking Rick finally spoke again, "There is no army."
"What do you mean?" Tomas asked clearly confused by the man's words.
"There’s no government, no hospitals, no police. It’s all gone," Rick said as he looked at the prisoners in front of him. Men that had clearly been way more sheltered to everything that had happened since this all started.
Axel took in the man's words and made a face, "For real?"
"Serious," Rick answered as he nodded his head yes.
After awhile of silence Big Tiny frowned slightly, "What about my moms?" he asked knowing there was no way she could have defended herself in all of this.
"My kids, my old lady!" Oscar added in as he thought about his own family now as well. Stepping towards the three men he shook his head, "Yo, you got a self-phone or something so we can call our families?"
Zac looked at the prisoners perplexed after that last question, "You just don't get it, do you?" he asked knowing they still weren't grasping the reality of the situation here.
Rick shook his head before continuing to talk, "No phones, no computers. As far as we can see, at least half the population’s been wiped out. Probably more."
"Ain't no way," Tomas said finally still not wanting to believe these men's words.
Rick shrugged, "See for yourself," he said as he pointed towards the doors that lead to the courtyard.
It was after Rick said that, that Zac watched as the prisoners headed for the door and he,Rick, and Daryl all followed suit. When they reached the doors Zac watched as Rick opened the doors and eventually they all went outside where the bodies of the walkers still laid strewn about from when they had taken them down on their mission to take the prison.
"Damn, the sun feels good," Oscar muttered as they walked outside and he took in the feeling of the sun on his body. It had been too long since he had felt it.
Axel looked around him as they walked out into the courtyard and he took in the dead bodies laying on the ground, "Good Lord, they’re all dead."
Tomas just smiled as he looked at the fences that surrounded the court yard, "Never thought I’d be so happy to see these fences."
"You never said. How the hell did you get in here in the first place?" Andrew asked as he turned to look at the three men who were now following behind his group.
"Cut a hole in that fence over there by the guard tower," Daryl answered him as he pointed towards the fence they had used.
Andrew turned to look at the fence before speaking again, "That easy, huh?"
"Where there’s a will, there’s a way," Zac spoke up as he turned to look at the man.
Andrew rolled his eyes at that, "Easy for you to say."
Big Tiny who had picked up a stick looked down at one of the dead bodies on the ground and he poked at it curiously, " So what is this like a disease?"
"Yeah, but we’re all infected," Rick answered honestly as he looked at the man who was standing beside him.
"What do you mean, infected?" Axel asked as his crossed his arms over his chest. "Like AIDS or something?"
Daryl turned to look at the blonde man who spoke, "If I was to kill you, shoot an arrow in your chest, you come back as one of these things. It’s gonna happen to all of us."
After a few minutes of silence Tomas shook his head, "Ain’t no way this Robin hood cast’s responsible for killing all these freaks," he said not believing they had taken all of these things down.
"Must be fifty bodies out here," Andrew added in.
"Where'd you come from?" Tomas asked curiously as he raised an eyebrow and looked at the man who he presumed to be the leader.
Feeling the man's stare on him Rick looked down, "Atlanta," he answered as he looked up finally.
"Where you headed?" Tomas asked as he walked closer to the man trying to figure him out as he did so.
Rick turned to face the man who was coming towards him, " For now, nowhere."
Tomas just nodded as he looked around before pointing off in the distance as he turned slightly, " I guess you could take that area down there near the water. Should be comfortable."
"We're using that field for our crops," Rick answered as he nodded and looked down where the man had pointed.
"We’ll help you move your gear out," Tomas continued ignoring what the man had said.
Rick shook his head at that, "That won’t be necessary. We took out these walkers, this prison is ours."
Tomas laughed at that, "Slow down cowboy," he said as he eyed the man in front of him.
"You snatched the locks off our doors," Andrew added in as he came to stand by Tomas.
"We'll give you new locks, if that's how you want it," Rick suggested knowing they could do that for them.
Tomas raised his arms out slightly, "This is our prison. We were here first," he reasoned as he still stood by his position that they had a right to be here.
"Locked in the broom closet?" Rick asked as he leaned into the man some. "We took it, set you free, it’s ours, we spilled blood."
Tomas glared at the man, "We’re moving back into our cell block."
"You'll have to get your own," Rick told him through gritted teeth.
"It is mine. I’ve still got personal artifacts in there," Tomas reasoned as he again reached for his gun which caused the man with the crossbow to come closer to him. "That’s about as mine as it gets!"
Axel and a everyone else seemed to move in at that and Axel spoke up as he looked at Tomas and the man who seemed to be the leader of the other group, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, maybe let’s try to make this work out so everybody wins!"
"I don't see that happening," Tomas spoke after Axel said what he did.
Rick nodded, "Neither do I," he agreed at least finding something they both agreed on.
" I ain’t going back into that cafeteria for one minute," Tomas said honestly. That cafeteria had almost driven him mad the first time around.
Turning to look at Tomas, Axel chewed his lip, "There are other cell blocks."
Zac rolled his eyes at that suggestion, "You could leave. Try your luck out on the road," he mused as he moved a bit closer to the man who was being the most stubborn. The one he wished Daryl would put an arrow through.
Tomas glared at the man who spoke before looking at his fellow prisoners, "If these three pussies can do all this, the least we can do is take out another cell block."
"With what?" Big Tiny asked knowing they had nothing to use.
Tomas turned to look at the man in front of him, the man he still assumed was the leader, "Atlanta here will spot us some real weapons. Won’t you boss?"
Rick had to take a few seconds to think before speaking again, "How stocked is that cafeteria? Must have plenty of food, five guys lasting almost a year?"
"It sure as hell don’t look like anybody’s been starving," Daryl added in harshly as he looked at the prisoners.
"There's only a little left," Tomas lied as he looked back at the other groups leader again.
Rick shrugged at that answer, "We’ll take half. In exchange, we’ll help clear out a cell block."
"Didn’t you hear him? There’s only a little left!" Andrew muttered as he looked at the man.
"Bet you’ve got more food than you’ve got choices," Rick spoke as he moved closer to the man who had said that. "You pay, we’ll play. We’ll clear out a block for you, then you keep to it."
Thinking over the man's words Tomas finally nodded, "Alright."
"Well, let’s be clear. If we see you out here, anywhere near our people, if I so much as even catch a whiff of your scent, I will kill you," Rick warned all of the prisoners knowing he meant every word he had said.
Tomas swallowed but again he nodded, "Deal." _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Avery closed her eyes as she laid down on the bed in her cell. Everyone had eventually cleared out of the cell where Hershel was and right now the only ones in there were Lori and Carol who were keeping vigil and also watching to make sure he didn't lose more blood.
At the thought of blood Avery groaned and closed her eyes tighter almost feeling like getting sick again, something she had done once she had got back to her own cell.
"You okay?" Jessica asked as she stood in the doorway of her sister's cell. She had left while Glenn and T-Dog had went to search for more supplies in the prison, see if they could find something Hershel needed. "I heard you getting sick earlier when you came back here."
Opening her eyes Avery looked at Jessica, "If you count wanting to hurl at the littlest things as not being okay then no," she answered as she shook her head. "But if not then yes I am fine."
Jessica went inside Avery's cell and looked down at her sister, "You think you have a bug?" she asked as she bent down to feel her sister's head. "You don't feel hot."
"I think it may just be lack of getting enough food," Avery answered as she smiled up at Jessica. "Hopefully it will pass if we ever find enough food for everyone," she said not really sure if she could take much more of puking or even dry heaving.
"Yeah..maybe," Jessica stated as she chewed her a lip, a thought crossing her mind though she wasn't sure if she should tell Avery just yet what it was. Maybe she'd give it a few more days and see how things went. "I just know if it's a bug I am gonna hate you for getting me sick," she teased knowing during the winter they had all just keep passing germs around.
Avery laughed softly at her sister's words, "You can't hate me Jessie. I'm your sister..the only one you have left. You have to love me forever."
Fake glaring Jessica just sighed, "If you say so." _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Zac followed everyone back into the cafeteria and he couldn't help but wish he had kept his gun close to him. He hated coming back this way especially after the last time and what had happened to Hershel but then again they had too, to get the food and they'd probably have to come this way to clear out another cell block for these people, people he was wary on even letting stay but if Rick was okay with it who was he to complain?
"Pantry's back here," Tomas spoke as he pointed to where the pantry was and he headed back there.
"You never tried to break out of here?" Zac asked as he came out of his thoughts. He knew he'd at least try if he was stuck in this god forsaken cafeteria for ten months.
At that question Oscar spoke up, "We tried to take the doors off. But if you make one peep in here, then those freaks will be lined up outside the door growling, trying to get in," he said as he turned to look at the man who had asked the question. "Windows got bars on them that he-man couldn’t get through."
"Bigger than a five by eight," Axel spoke as he crossed his arms again.
Big Tiny shook his head, "You won’t find me complaining. Doing fifteen. My left leg can barely fit on one of those bunks."
"Yeah, they don't call him Big Tiny for nothing," Oscar said smiling just a bit at that.
"You're done jerking each other off?" Tomas asked from where he stood at the pantry. "I'm getting sick of waiting back here."
Rolling his eyes Zac followed the group again as they all finished walking to where the pantry was at. Once they made it there Zac just looked around as he took in all the food they still had left.
"That's what you call a little bit of food?" Daryl asked sarcastically as he walked into the pantry where he shined his flashlight in Tomas's eyes. He knew just from looking there was more than just a little bit of food.
Tomas shrugged as the man with crossbow walked past him, "Goes fast," he answered before hearing the man mutter an mmhmm. "You can have a bag of corn, some tuna fish."
"We said half. That's the deal," Rick interrupted reminding the man of the deal they had made in the courtyard. "What's in there?" he asked pointing towards a door that was right beside him.
Big Tiny made a face as Rick started to open the door, "Don't open that," he said warning the man before hand but the man opened anyway and started to cough and gag before he shut the door finally which made all the prisoners laugh.
Tomas just shook his head as a smile played on his lips, "He wanted to know."
"Can't wait for my own pot to piss in," Axel mused knowing that would be one perk to going to a cell block. No more having to use the damn freezer that everyone else used too. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Taylor chewed on his lip as he stood outside of the cell where Hershel was and where Maggie was also now at again. Lori and Carol were still sitting vigil at his bedside and so far there had still been no real change to Hershel's condition.
Turning to look at Taylor, Maggie left the cell and walked over to him, pulling him into a hug, "It was stupid of us to let him go," she spoke as her voice wavered some, tears wanting to come out but for now she held them in. "We cleared this whole cell block, just the five of us."
"Could have happened to anyone," Taylor told her as he held her closer to him. He still felt horrible that Maggie was having to go through watching her father suffer like this.
Maggie swallowed a lump in her throat before speaking again, "What are we gonna do without him?"
Taylor pulled away from the hug after Maggie said that and he just looked at her not sure how she could have even said that. "Hey, stop it," he muttered as he looked into her eyes. "Alright, stop it. He’s still here," he reassured her knowing that for now Hershel was still alive and why give up on him just yet?
"What if he does wake up?" Maggie asked as she looked into the cell where her father lay. "Then what? I mean, he can’t even walk… All we do is run," she said said before looking back at Taylor.
"Hey, this won't break him," Taylor told Maggie as he put his hands on her shoulder. He knew Hershel was a tough man. He had dealt with losing a wife and step-son and while that had been traumatic in a different way he had still came back. "He's got you and Beth."
Maggie listened to Taylor's words and she frowned some, "Am I the only person living in reality here?" she asked knowing there was a chance her dad may not make it.
"We've been through so much already," Taylor said as he shook his head.
"You're expecting it too," Maggie whispered as she closed her eyes. What she took from Taylor's words was that he too was expecting her father to die.
Taylor shook his head, "I'm not expecting, alright? I'm just preparing," he said as he tried to give Maggie a smile. "Why don't you go check on Beth?" he suggested but saw hesitance from Maggie. "Go on, I'll watch him." It was after he said that, that he watched as Maggie finally walked off to go check in on her sister. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Jessica went back to the cell she shared with Glenn and seeing Glenn was gone she eventually reached for the bags they had which she began to go through looking for something she had once picked up on a run during the winter. Pulling out the box she bit her lip as she looked at the pregnancy test in her hands.
"You think you are pregnant?" Glenn asked as he stood in the entry way watching as Jessica had rummaged through their bags. She hadn't noticed him mainly because she had been too interested in obviously finding that pregnancy test.
Jessica jumped slightly as she heard Glenn but then she shook her head, "Not me," she said wanting to clarify that she wasn't pregnant though she had, had that one scare during the winter which had prompted her to get this while on a run with Glenn. "Avery."
Glenn felt his eyes widen at Jessica's words, "Avery and Daryl are having a baby?"
When Glenn asked that Jessica reached her finger to her lips to tell him to be quiet. "Avery's been getting sick a lot. She claims it could be because she isn't eating properly but I don't believe it. If it continues I'm going to give her this."
"But..Avery and Daryl having a baby.." Glenn muttered as he sat down on the bottom bunk bed. "A second baby for the group.." he said again trying to wrap his mind around everything. "Daryl a dad..Avery a mom...two crying babies calling for walkers..."
Jessica just laughed at that, "I know it's a lot to take in, maybe a lot for the group but we can do it. We would have done it if Kate was still here," she said knowing Kate had been pregnant. "In fact Kate's baby would have been here by now."