[ throughout the past few years, rick had only learned one main fact - nothing would ever make sense again. just when he finally believed he grasped onto some kind of truth, something shifted and turned it all upside down. he never knew what to do with that but he kept pressing forward, regardless. determined to maintain some sense of security for his people but even there he failed.
he failed so violently as he watched his son struggle against the confines of the fever which would take him away from them. the agony of it threatened to finally undo him once and for all but the care he wanted to give carl in his last moments kept him together enough. just barely enough to keep functioning.
michonne and her insistence may have helped as well and he tried to hold onto the strands of her strength to keep them all a float. what had they done before her?
time passed and rather than needing to - pull the final trigger - the change never took place. in fact, carl started to heal, the bite fading little by little in a way it never had before.
what did it mean? what could it mean?
rick stayed by carl's side, not sleeping a wink even when they managed to move to hilltop and into a bedroom. carl needed a bed and somehwere safe but still away from others just in case. a precaution they claimed but they knew what would happen if carl did turn after all.
clutching onto carl's hand, rick downright sobbed when he finally heard his voice.
dad.
the sweetest sound he ever experienced in his life. ]
Carl? How're you feelin'? You remember at all what happened?
[ He squeezes his dad's hand weakly, trying to will the energy to do more than that. It still feels like he was hit by a truck, body sore and unresponsive, but he's still breathing. His lungs don't feel like they're full of glass anymore, which is good.. Carl takes a moment to really catalog how he feels and lets out a breath. ]
Not great..
[ He's alive, at least. A crazy, unheard of thing after what happened, but alive. He wonders what that means for him, now. For all of them. The only person to have survived being bitten.. It still seems surreal. Carl had been ready, he thought. Now he doesn't really know. ]
[ tremors worked up and down his body from the stress and depth of the emotions the entire ordeal caused but none of it mattered any longer. carl had woken up against all the odds and he would protect him with every ounce he had left in him.
clutching onto carl's hand, he let out a soft breath. ]
Michonne and I - you're in Hilltop right now. You're safe - we're safe. We've got the time to figure out and you to get your strength back up.
[ before everything started happening again but how many would know about carl? ]
!!!!!!!
he failed so violently as he watched his son struggle against the confines of the fever which would take him away from them. the agony of it threatened to finally undo him once and for all but the care he wanted to give carl in his last moments kept him together enough. just barely enough to keep functioning.
michonne and her insistence may have helped as well and he tried to hold onto the strands of her strength to keep them all a float. what had they done before her?
time passed and rather than needing to - pull the final trigger - the change never took place. in fact, carl started to heal, the bite fading little by little in a way it never had before.
what did it mean? what could it mean?
rick stayed by carl's side, not sleeping a wink even when they managed to move to hilltop and into a bedroom. carl needed a bed and somehwere safe but still away from others just in case. a precaution they claimed but they knew what would happen if carl did turn after all.
clutching onto carl's hand, rick downright sobbed when he finally heard his voice.
dad.
the sweetest sound he ever experienced in his life. ]
Carl? How're you feelin'? You remember at all what happened?
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Not great..
[ He's alive, at least. A crazy, unheard of thing after what happened, but alive. He wonders what that means for him, now. For all of them. The only person to have survived being bitten.. It still seems surreal. Carl had been ready, he thought. Now he doesn't really know. ]
I-- yeah, I think so? How did we get here?
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clutching onto carl's hand, he let out a soft breath. ]
Michonne and I - you're in Hilltop right now. You're safe - we're safe. We've got the time to figure out and you to get your strength back up.
[ before everything started happening again but how many would know about carl? ]