Carol’s grip tensed up slightly around the bucket as she watches the sheriff hold onto the bark of the tree. She wanted to walk over and help him, if he needed, but she felt as if that would be awkward. She continues to watch, before making a few steps toward Rick, making sure to keep her distance.
“Alive.” The grey-haired woman nods, repeating his words as assurance. Tears were threatening her own eyes, but she made sure none of them made their way through. With Rick finally knowing the truth about her daughter, it warmed her heart. But, she couldn’t imagine the pain he had gone through, before.
Her hues widen some when the man suddenly pushes away from the tree and starts walking away from her. Carol was hesitant, but she followed shortly after him. “I can go and just.. Meet you when you get there.” She called out after him. “Or, if you wanted, I could take you there.” She offered, her voice unsure.
It hadn’t been for nothing, his family was still safe, still alive. It’s what he hoped for most in this world, it’s what he prayed for at night when he managed to find whatever religion he had left inside of him. For a while, everything was at a stand still. The constant groans of walkers came to a stop and his knowing of what the world was today didn’t matter anymore.
His daughter was still alive and he needed to get to her, needed to see for himself so he could find the faith he had lost. He would have to tell Carl first, deliver the good news to his son and then head towards where they had been heading for a while now. The Sanctuary - it was really starting to sound like one. Everything that didn’t matter in that moment would matter later, it would have to.
If anything, he needed Carol by his side, needed her to get to his daughter in one piece. Knowing his luck, something would strike him down before he could even see his bundle of joy ever again. He stopped, turned and faced the woman that had delivered the terrific news to him. ❝ You’d do that? ❞ He wasn’t entirely sure why he was questioning her, she was a good woman at the end of the day, and for a while, he’d forgotten that.
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