Maybe | By : ihatethesnow Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 2875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Over the next few weeks and months things have gotten much better with Rick and Lori. She was more understanding of what he went through, and did what she hadn't done in years; welcomed him home with a hug and a kiss, asking how his day was. He became more open, talking about stuff he saw that bugged him. She would roll over in bed at night and see him sitting up, just staring at the wall. She would ask if it was something he saw at work, and he would nod his head. She would take him in her arms, and lie down with him. Sometimes he cried, sometimes they just held each other. Their sex life was just like it was when they got married. She told him what she liked, he told her what he liked. One day, after Carl went to school and Rick had the day off, they Googled Karma Sutra positions, and tried them out all over the house. On the bed, couch, kitchen counter, in the shower and on the stairs. They fucked everywhere. He made sure she came every time. He would get worn out, but she would do certain things that would make him hard again.
He forgot all about Amber. She was a mistake. He told nobody. It was like his marriage with Lori was brand new. He loved her, and wanted HER. Nobody else.
She would wake him up most days by giving him a blowjob. He would come deeply in her mouth, she would swallow, wipe her mouth and say "good morning."
He was on duty one day, talking to Shane. Things have changed at home, and for the better. Shane noticed the change in Rick's demeanor, and noticed he was happier. He also suggested he cover up a hickey on his neck. Shane mentioned an idea that Lori come with them on a ride along. They did it all the time for high school kids who wanted to be cops, and friends of neighbors. He said that if she really wanted to see what a day in the life of a cop is like, she should do it. He joked that he'd turn off the camera and pull over for them to have fun in the backseat.
"Oh, I did that so many times for you in college…..pretending I wasn't looking. You two would go at it like wild animals. I remember that tattoo…"
"I would appreciate it if you don't have that image of my wife's ass in your mind."
"Too late, bro. Damn you got it good. We were roommates in college, remember. All those times I pretended to be asleep and seeing the two of you, seeing her…."
"Alright, I think this conversation is over." Rick said, part joking, part frustration.
A few weeks later, Lori dropped off Carl at Dwayne's and went on an overnight ride along with Rick and Shane.
Shane offered for her to ride in the front seat, next to Rick. He sat in the back.
The first few hours were mostly quiet; a few speeders, a few drunk drivers, and Rick told Lori to stay in the car each time. She watched as they both slowly approached the car, standing behind the driver. Rick was talking to the driver, his hand on his Colt Python. Her heart was in her throat, thinking that she could see her husband shot right in front of her.
When they were back on the road a call came in for a stabbing. The only information they had was a woman was stabbed and was in a residential garage. They drove to the address, and were first on scene. Rick told Lori to stay in the car. The garage door was shut, but they could hear the woman crying for help. Shane went to the side door and kicked it open, and then pulled open the garage door. He flipped on the light, and they were both in shock. A woman was stabbed multiple times, and her stomach was cut open. She kept saying "my baby….my baby."
"Miss, what baby?" Rick asked
"He took my baby."
Shane told the ambulance to rush, and Lori found herself out of the car, watching everything. Rick didn't notice she was standing there. There was blood everywhere. Some of her internal organs were sliding out of her body. Shane ran up with the cruiser's first aid kit, and they both put on gloves and tried to stop the bleeding. The ambulance and other squad cars finally got there. They took the woman away. Rick saw Lori standing by the side of the main door and said he wanted her to stay in the car.
"What happened to her?" She asked.
"Her ex didn't want her to have custody of the baby, so he knocked her out and did a C-section with a hunting knife. When she woke up he stabbed her. We don't know where the baby is. She was eight months along."
"Oh God."
"Yea. I have to follow this up at the hospital. Do you want me to drop you off at home?"
She looked over and saw Shane vomiting around the corner of the house.
"No, I want to stay with you."
"Its paperwork and telling the medical staff what happened."
"It's okay. I want to stay."
"Are you okay?"
"Yea."
He pulled her in for a quick hug, and Shane got back to the car.
"Let's go." Rick said
She was sitting in one of the hallway chairs in the Emergency Department, watching as Rick and Shane filled out paperwork. It was 4:00 in the morning, and she was tired. She kept thinking about that poor woman.
There was a commotion when a man brought in a small baby, saying she stopped breathing. As the ER staff, Rick and Shane asked questions, they found out that this was the man who cut open the woman who is still in surgery, and the baby was taken from her mother. Lori was frozen. It was like a movie playing out right before her. Everyone was standing to her left, about twenty feet away. As Rick tried to restrain the man and bring him in for custody, he kicked Rick away, and was tackled by Leon Bassett and Shane. They were right in front of Lori. As Shane was trying to get handcuffs on the strong, burly man, the man got the hunting knife out of his pocket and slashed Shane across the neck. Shane bled everywhere, immediately. He got blood all over Lori. The man tried to run, and was stopped by two other officers, guns drawn. Nurses rushed over to treat Shane. Leon and Rick stood on the other side, weapons drawn. They had the man cornered. Rick reached for Lori's arm, pulled her out of the chair and shoved her around the corner, away from the confrontation.
"Drop the knife!" they were all yelling.
Doctors lifted Shane's limp body and put him on a gurney, and wheeled him away.
Lori head a clang as the knife hit the floor, but then heard " ..pop.."
The man pulled out a gun and shot Leon in the head, and Rick and the other two officers returned fire. Rick was shot in the chest, a result of the other officers trying to shoot at the man. Lori screamed as Rick crumpled in front of her, and ran to him immediately.
Rick's vest stopped the bullet, but he hit his head when he fell to the floor. He was conscious, and not bleeding from his chest. Lori ripped open his shirt and saw the bullet in the vest. She put her hand under the vest, and didn't feel any blood. She cried with relief. The man was dead.
"Baby, you're okay….you're okay."
He nodded and grabbed onto her. It took him a while to say that he just had the wind knocked out of him. "I love you, Lori. I've always loved you. Please know that. I love you so much."
She had tears streaming down her face. "I love you baby. You're okay."
Doctors came over and lifted Rick onto a gurney. Lori refused to leave his side. He was taken for a chest X-ray and head scan. Lori called Jenny, and told her what happened. It's going to be a while before they get home.
Hours later Rick wanted to leave. He had a mild concussion, and a bruise on his chest. Shane was dead. Leon was dead. The baby was dead. The woman was still in surgery. Rick's boss came by to get the information and witness statements, since it was an officer involved shooting. Rick was cleared and his boss said it was a "good shoot," and the doctors gave him the okay to go home. Lori was given medication for anxiety, since she witnessed the entire event.
They went home, grateful for the note that Jenny left saying she'll take Carl to school.
Lori started the water for the shower. She peeled off her clothes, still wet with Shane's blood. When the water was hot enough she got in, and started crying. Rick joined her, and they held each other, crying. They washed up, and got out. They had just towels on and went into the bedroom. Rick put on a pair of boxers and took two Motrin, then got into bed. He watched as Lori put on a bra, one of his tee-shirts, and her favorite sweatpants. He called her over, and they both laid together. After a long time Rick said "It's not always that bad."
"I'm so sorry."
"Shane….."
"I'm sorry. Baby, I'm so sorry."
He covered his face and started to cry. "I'm sorry you had to see all that."
"It's okay. I'm sorry."
"I just want to sleep right now. There is nobody to call for Shane. His parents are both dead, no siblings."
"I'll get you some ice for your chest."
"Thanks baby."
She was still shaking as she went downstairs. She thought Rick was dying, and his first words to her was that he loved her. She thought of Shane, bleeding to death. No family to mourn him. She thought of that poor woman, being ripped open and her baby taken from her. She filled a bag with ice, and wrapped a towel around it. She heard faint snoring when she was walking upstairs. She got to the bedroom, and he was asleep. He didn't have many blankets on, so she covered him up, put the ice on his chest, and gave him a kiss on the lips.
She went back downstairs, and that's when her tears came. Thinking of what cops see. Thinking of the shit she put Rick through. Thinking of him keeping all the emotions bottled up. She wouldn't want to talk about what she saw. No wonder he didn't like to talk about his day. Fuck….. She kept thinking about him telling her that he loves her. When she thought he was dying, he loves her. The mall….when he was running around looking for her. She's got a good man, and wants to keep him happy. She needs to change a shit load of stuff.
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