In which a girl finds herself falling in love at the end of world with her leader, only he thinks he's hard to love but loving him is like breathing to her.
Emory Foster was a farmers daughter, struck by tragedy when the dead started to walk among...
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"Holy shit," Glenn said staring at Tony's body.
"You alright?"Rick asked looking to Emory, she nodded.
"Glenn, Hershel?"he asked looking at the two earning a yes from Glenn and a nod from Hershel.
"Thank you," Emory said, she should've been upset, disgusted even but she wasn't. It was either her or them and Rick made sure it was them.
"Let's head back," Hershel said causing Emory to slowly walk toward the front door while Rick took Tony's gun and looked through his pockets, finding bullets. Glenn looked at Daves body before taking his gun as well.
"Car, car, get down,"Rick said as headlights drove past the bar.
Emory hid next to Rick, hearing the car circle back and the engine stopped. Her breathing hitched at the car door opening and closing.
"Dave? Tony? They said over here," a man called out.
"Yeah," another man answered.
"I'm telling you, man, I heard shots,".
"I saw roamers two streets over, might be more around,".
"It's hot. We gotta get out of here,".
"Dave! Tony!".
"Shut up, idiot! You wanna attract 'em? Just stick close. We're gonna find 'em,".
"Get your gun out," Rick whispered to her. She was a good shot, only scared of hurting others but if things went south he would need her to shoot.
She nodded, pulling her gun out and aiming it for the door incase they walked in.
"Dude, he said to stay close,".
"Tony," one of the guys whispered making her grow nervous that they'd start attracting walkers with all their talking.
A few minutes passed, leaving them with silence. Rick and Glenn look out the windows beside them in opposite directions.
"Why won't they leave?" Glenn asked as a Rick crawled over to him and Hershel.
"Would you?" The farmer asked.
"We can't sit here any longer. Let's head out the back and make a run to the car" Rick said causing Hershel to nod as the three got up to run until a gun fired and they sat back down.
"Maybe we can cause a distraction" Emory suggested as Rick looked at three men with guns outside the bar.
"Just wait," he said.
"We're looking for Dave and Tony and nobody checks the damn bar," one of the men said, approaching the bar doors. Rick drew his gun at the sound of the floorboards creaking and footsteps approaching.
