" IT'S NOW OR NEVER
A REVERIE ENDEAVER. "
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Ellie and AJ were a hell of a team. Having to adapt and travel the post apocalyptic world alone was one hell of a way to grow up. After loosing the...
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IT HAD GOTTEN a lot warmer in the last few weeks, but the group didn't pay it much mind. Everyone was focused on their own grief.
After losing Beth, and not even two days later losing Tyreese, everyone was feeling the sadness.
Ellie dug into the dirt next to her father, trying to find any trace of water. She grimaced when Daryl popped a worm into his mouth.
"You got anything?" She called to him, keeping her eyes trained on the hole she was digging.
"Nah." Daryl dusted his hands off and hoisted himself to his feet. "Come on, we should go find Maggie and Sasha."
Ellie nodded, wiping her hands on her pants and pushing herself up. She grabbed her bag and followed quietly after her father.
They found a depressed Maggie not long after, the now three of them walking around to find Sasha.
The Williams woman was down in a little ditch, kicking the damp dirt over a dead frog when one of them stepped on a twig.
Sasha looked up quickly, relaxing when she saw them. With a shake of her head, they knew she was unsuccessful as well.
They trekked up to the street, seeing the others sitting against the van dejectedly.
"Oh, shit." Maggie huffed, her voice proving she had been crying while in the woods. "It's been a day and a half. They didn't find any either."
"How do you know?" Ellie glanced over her shoulder at the Rhee woman. The Dixon girl knew she was speaking the truth, she could see it in their faces.
"I know." Maggie sighed heavily. "How much longer we got?"
"Sixty miles." Sasha reminded.
Maggie shook her head. "I wasn't talking about that."
"We'll make it. We always do." Ellie said hopefully, but the three adults heard in her voice that she was trying to reassure herself as much as she was them.
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THE VAN SLOWLY rolled to a stop, Abraham sighing heavily as the engine sputtered.
"We're out, just like the other one." He disclosed.
"So we walk." Rick grabbed his baby and popped the door open. AJ sighed, jumping out and sluggishly walking forward.
