•Going on runs with him being paired with you, if not someone he KNOWS will protect you
•Taking care of Judith with him
•Nights where you stay up late and just talk about the most random shit
-Do you think I’ll have hair like Jesus?
-Give it a couple more months
-I’ll have a hella man bun
-Sure okay, like your dad won’t make you cut it by then
- *laughs* never!
•Helping him stay in control when Negan comes
•When Negan takes a liking to you he’s ×100 more protective
•Rick is now your father, and you call him dad.
-Hey dad do you have any extra shampoo?
-You just called me dad
-Would you rather old man?
- *dies of laughter and hugs you*
- Don’t die on me old man
- I THOUGHT IT WAS DAD!
•Being a complete dork with Carl
•When you both sex fir the first time you we’re both giggling and couldn’t take it seriously or even have pleasure you we’re both laughing so much
•So much Rick and Michone never really thought you did anything and just had a tickle fight
•Second time it was angry sex
•Calling Michone Mama Micha (mama Mia get it? Lol no? Okay *sits in corner*)
•Daryl being your uncle figure
•Carl having these weird times where he wakes uo at night and says the most random shit.
-I think… Some walkers have better hair then me
-Carl go to sleep
-BUT THE WALKERS
-STOP THIS MADDNESS
-THIS IS SPARTA
-NO ITS ALEXANDRIA
- *RICK* GO TO BED
-*BOTH* SORRY DAD
-NO YOU AINT
•Carl likes to leave hickeys. Good luck explaining that.
*In honor of last night’s episode of The Walking Dead*
His blank expression sends your stomach falling to the cold ground as his body falls limply along with it.
“CARL!” You scream. “NO!”
Everything is a blur. Everything seems to be in slow motion but sped up all at once. Rick lifts Carl into his arms and runs for the infirmary with you close on his heels. Michone covers the pathway there as you are greeted with an open door and caring hands.
Rick places Carl carefully on a gurney set up for your arrival. Denise must have seen you running towards them.
“Please,” Rick mumbles blankly, still in shock. “Please….”
“Save him,” you sob to Denise, kneeling beside the gurney. “Carl…”
Out of the corner of your eye you see Rick leave, an axe in his hand. You push the worry over him out of your mind and concentrate on Carl, holding his hand and helping in any way possible as Denise begins to tend to his eye.
“I have to go help Rick,” Michone insists, although anxious to leave Carl. You nod and promise to look to after him. Michone kisses Carl’s forehead before running out the door.
“One more suture,” Denise says calmly after a while, finishing off her work. “He’s one lucky kid, I’ll tell you that.”
“He’s going to be okay?” You ask, tears dried on your cheeks.
“I hope so. Now we just have to wait and see.”
You breathe out a sigh of relief knowing that the love of your life has a fighting chance.
“He’s strong. He’s going to make it.”
You set up a bed for Carl in the next room over while Denise bandages his eye. When they bring him and get him settled, you sit by him, interlocking your fingers with his.
“Carl?” You whisper. You kiss his hand gently. “Please. I need you.”
Hot tears run down your cheeks again. You need him to open his eye, hold your hand, show you that he’s okay.
“You’re the love of my life, Carl. You keep me sane and alive. I can’t survive this without you. I don’t want to. I want to be by your side always. I love you, baby. Please. I need you.”
You rest your head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat and his chest rising and falling shallowly. Your eyes flutter shut with exhaustion. You’re with him. He’s alive.
You let yourself drift off to sleep. Not long after, you are woken by a rough hand being placed on your shoulder.
“Y/n?” Your eyes open to see Rick looking down at you. He had just gone through hell and back by the looks of it. Sunlight is streaming in from the window. It’s quiet outside, which means most of the walkers are either dead or had left.
“Let me sit with him a while,” Rick says raspily. You nod and kiss Carl’s cheek before getting up to leave them alone.
You hesitate at the doorway.
“Let me know if he wakes up?” You plead. Rick nods and takes his place beside Carl. You close the door behind you, knowing that the love of your life is safe.