A sigh left the woman’s lips, keeping herself busy by continuing with the blood stains covering his body. “Rick—,” she started, ”— I want you to rest. I don’t know what I would do if something else happened to you. I just found you, and I don’t wanna lose you.”
How could he rest? There was only one thing he seemed to be fighting for these days, and that was safety, a place they could live in peace. Whenever they actually seemed to find that, it was snatched from their hands soon after. Slowly, he was giving up hope. “You won’t lose me.”
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“And I honestly didn’t think I’d have to see you again. Got another wound for me to patch up, or do you plan on bleeding...
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