Chapter 17

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When he had finally stopped moving all together, I scoffed and looked over toward Andrea.

"Shit. Andrea," I said.

Michonne and I reached her at the same time.

"No, no, no," Michonne said through her tears.

She had been shot in the abdomen.

"We can get Hershel to stitch it up," I said, getting up.

She got a hold of my arm and stopped me.

"No," she said faintly.

"Andrea we need to stop the bleeding," Michonne said, placing her hands over the wound.

"No...no. Did you get him, Kari?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Did he suffer?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Good. He got what he deserved," she said with a small smile.

"It's not worth it if it means we lose you. Andrea...I'm so sorry. I didn't want this to happen," I said starting to tear up.

"It's okay...really," she said.

She looked over to Michonne.

"I'm glad you have them. You guys are gonna have to take care of each other now. They're good people," she said.

The tears were streaming down Michonne's face.

"Stop. I won't have it end like this," I said.

"Don't leave, Kari. Please," she begged.

I scooted closer to her and held her hand.

"Can you guys promise me one thing?" she asked.

"Anything," Michonne said.

"The people at Woodbury...bring them here. Give...give them a life that that asshole couldn't," she said, her smile fading ever so slightly.

"We promise," I said.

"And another thing," she said, pulling out her pistol.

"No," Michonne said.

"I don't want to turn into one of those things. Please, I'll do it myself if I have to," she said.

"Don't ask us to do that, Andrea," I said. "Alright then," she said, cocking the gun and pointing it at her head.

"No!" Michonne said moving it away.

"It's gonna happen, Michonne," she said.

"Just wait," she begged.

Rick then came over and knelt down next to us.

"I'm so sorry, Andrea," he said.

"For what. You didn't shoot me," she said, chuckling lightly.

"Don't joke," Michonne said.

"Was just trying to lighten the mood," she said.

"You guys are gonna be alright. I know you are," she said.

She lifted the gun again and aimed it at her temple. Rick went and rested his hand on hers.

"I know how the safety works," she said.

He released a ragged breath. I guess that was an inside thing between them. I couldn't watch. I looked away just as she fired. The sound made me jump. Not looking at her, I stood up and looked over to Daryl who was holding onto his brother's body.

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