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The Lies we Tell Ourselves	By : ihatethesnow Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 2354 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rick cried out when his baby girl took her last breath. Bob rushed in to see Rick starting CPR. The baby girl was so fragile. Rick was doing the CPR wrong. He was breathing air into the lungs of a tiny baby, but with the force of breathing into an adult. Bob took over, but he knew it was too late.
Rick walked over and sat on the stool next to Lori. He buried his face in the crook of Lori's arm, and held her hand tightly. He put his arm around her waist. She wasn't waking up. He moved to sit on the mattress, holding her in his arms. He was crying so hard his body was shaking. He was begging her to wake up. He said he was sorry for everything, please wake up. Maggie held the baby girl and was crying as she brought the baby out to everyone. There wasn't a dry eye anywhere, and when the dead newborn started to move, nobody wanted to stop her. Nobody could do it. Ty stepped forward, turned the baby onto her side, and slid a screwdriver into the base of her skull. She was stopped from turning, and Sasha took a pillowcase and wrapped her up, concealing the back of her head.
Bob checked Lori. Her vitals were okay, she was still unconscious from the fall, the pain medication and the antibiotics.
Hershel didn't move, still checking her blood pressure every few minutes. Rick realized that the only person he has in the world is in front of him. Both of his children are dead. His parents and brother, gone. Lori is his only family. He started to feel the pain of being alone. He was holding Lori, begging her to wake up. Just like she did when he was in the coma. That night he slept right next to her, his arm draped across her body. He woke up early, kissed Lori on the forehead, and asked Maggie to take over watching her. He went back to his cell, closed the privacy curtain, and cried. He was thinking that he did the CPR wrong, did he kill the baby by doing that? Was there a chance that she could have lived? He couldn't face it. He couldn't face Lori.
Two days later, Lori surprised everyone when she opened her eyes. Sasha was right next to her, and got excited when she woke up. She moaned in pain and grabbed her belly. She wanted to see her baby. She said she has a headache, and her whole body hurts. She wants to see her baby.
Lori's cry echoed throughout the cellblock. Hershel held her hand, encouraging her to pray. She was crying for her baby. She was crying for Rick. Rick heard her crying, but couldn't face her. Daryl, Merle and Abe yelled at him to go to his wife, but he couldn't. The guilt from ignoring her throughout her pregnancy was too much. He ignored her for a stupid reason, wasn't there for her emotionally, and now the baby is dead. He couldn't face her. He couldn't risk it.
Later that day Rick watched from the guard tower as they had a funeral for the baby girl. Hershel, a man of God, said prayers over the baby, and Ty and Abe carried Lori out. She was holding the baby girl, and refused to hand her over. She looked up and saw Rick in the guard tower and cried out for him. When he heard her yell his name he felt like he was kicked in the gut. He couldn't face her. He sat on the floor of the guard tower and sobbed.
Weeks and months went by. Lori was physically recovered. Since she couldn't climb stairs Sasha and Bob switched cells with her, until she was ready to back to her own. She was now right next to Rick. She couldn't lie there, knowing that her husband was on the other side of the wall, and not being able to communicate with him. She wanted to approach him, but couldn't face the rejection of him walking away again.
It was a warm day. The morning sunrise was beautiful. Beth and Daryl would have noticed it, since they were on watch duty that night. But they were busy. When they first got to the watchtower, they locked the door heading inside. Beth was laughing and took Daryl by the hand to the office that was in the middle of the tower. Enough with the long, lingering looks in front of everyone. They would touch each other's hands or arms as they passed in the hallway. Since that horrible night when the baby died, they were either too emotional, or it wasn't the right time to do anything. This is it.
He backed her against the desk, and she unzipped his pants, and he took off her shirt and slipped off her bra. He took off his shirt and kicked off his pants, and pulled down her shorts in one motion. She wasn't wearing any panties. He kissed her deeply, and she was having so many different sensations of being naked with the man she loves. He kissed her mouth, and put his hands around her hips as he guided her to the ground. He gently sucked on the nipples, making her catch her breath from what she thought was coming. She had no idea. He sucked on her breast again, then kissed her deeply. He licked her stomach, and got to his first destination. She was about to ask him what he was doing, but the words didn't come out. She arched her back as he kissed, licked and sucked on her clit and moved his tongue in and out of her warm folds. He slipped in one, two, and then three fingers, and pumped as she went wild. She was breathing heavy. He sucked on her clit until she moaned, and he could feel her body tense. He wanted her to feel good. He asked if she was ready, and she nodded her head with a huge smile. He gently put his tip in, and kissed her as he slid more of himself in. He started pumping in and out, and he felt something break. She winced, and he kissed her, saying he loves her. She kissed him back, and he thrusted into her some more, going deeper each time. She was almost laughing with pleasure as he shoved himself in up to the hilt. He felt her muscles tighten, and she let out a small scream. He rolled her over, and she was on top of him, her legs spread wide across his crotch, his full length inside of her. She leaned down for a kiss, and he took her mouth hungrily. He guided her hips up and down, moving her along his shaft. She started to sweat and shake, grabbing onto the pillow and his chest hair to steady herself. She tensed, and her entire body relaxed. He smiled as he rolled back on top of her. He started thrusting harder and harder, and she felt something pop deep inside of her.
"Oh...oh shit that was good." she said, sweaty and exhausted.
"Hope you're ready for more. I've been waiting for you for two years."
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