I found this out from elf_fu this morning and decided that I was going to try to post some sort of flash fiction every day this month. Most likely, it'll be fanfic cause that's where my talents seem to lie.The pieces will be anywhere from 55 words to 1000 words (honestly, closer to 55 words *wink*) This is my first one. It just popped into my head. Hope you like it :-)
Word Count: 247
Fandom: The Walking Dead
Characters: Shane Walsh, Lori Grimes, Carl Grimes, mentions of Rick.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters – I just like to take them out and play with them from time to time.
Thank you to my beautimous beta synnerxx - you rock my socks! *MWAH*
Lori hung up the phone and turned to Shane, her eyes wide and filled with tears. “That was the hospital. They said for us not to come down, that they’re going to airlift Rick to Atlanta. The… whatever those things are are about to overrun the military blockade and it’s too dangerous. What are we going to do?”
Shane grabbed his keys off the coffee table and checked his pistol to make sure it was loaded. He put his hand on the back of Lori’s neck, looking her in the eye and said, “Fuck that. You are going to lock this door and take Carl into another room. Lock that door and stay there. Don’t let anyone in but me. I’m going down there and I’m bringing Rick back. We’re getting the hell out of this town and he’s coming with us.” He pulled Lori to him, holding her tight against his chest, and kissed her on the forehead. “Don’t worry, ok? I’ll bring him back.”
Lori nodded and wiped the tears from her face. “Come on, Carl. Get your stuff together so we’ll be ready to go when Shane gets back with Daddy, ok?”
Shane knelt down in front of Carl and looked him in the eye. “It’s going to be ok, Carl. You, your mom, your dad… I’m getting you all out of here. Trust me.” Carl nodded, his eyes filling with tears.
Shane stood and, with a last look back, walked out the door.