You can hear Carl and Ron fighting in the garage and try to bust the door open but one of them had locked it. All the adults were up stairs and you knew they couldn't hear you. You try again to ram the metal door down. But it being metal and all, you sadly could not.

You bang on the door. "Carl! Ron! Please stop!" You plead. They're going to kill eachother! You hear a crash of broken glass and hear the pounding of feet on wood as the adults come running downstairs to investigate the source of the noise.

"Rick!" You yell as he appears downstairs first. "I don't know what's going on!" Walkers groan inside the garage and you can hear the boys stop fighting each other to fight the walkers off. Rick grabs his axe from his belt and striked down on the handle. After a couple more strikes the handle comes loose and clatters to the ground. You yank open the door and run to help the boys to help them kill the rest of the walkers that file in through the broken glass door, grabbing them by their sleeves and pulling them into the house.

"What happened?" Rick asks Ron and Carl, who are covered in cuts.

Ron looks like he is about to answer with a worried look on his face, but Carl cuts him off. "We were trying to stop the Walkers from getting in and the door shut and locked us in." He pushes past you guys and Ron and you follow him up stairs. You knew he was lying but knew it was so they both wouldn't get in trouble.

Carl pushes Ron and you into a room and closes the door. You stand by the door as Carl pulls out a gun. "Woah, woah ,woah." You step between them.

"I'm not gonna shoot him, (Y/N). Just to scare the crap out of him." He says and moves around you, putting his gun in his belt. He pulls Ron by the elbow so he would face him. "Hey, I get it man. My dad killed your dad. But there's something you gotta know, your dad was an asshole."

Ron yanks his elbow back and pushes past Carl, going to the door. He turns to you as he opens the door. "I hope you live happily ever after with this." He nods to Carl and closes the door. He just did not do this. Ron was your best friend and knew you had a crush on Carl.

"What's he mean by that?" Carl questions you.

"I don't even know anymore." You sigh and step out of the room. There are Walkers in Alexandria, Deana was bit, and the two people you love just tried to kill each other. Rick walks by with blankets in his arms and you give him a questioning look.

"We're going to wear these." He holds the blankets up and you and Carl follow him to the guest room where everyone else is. There is a couch blocking the stairs from the Walkers that are in the house. You know you should be scared, but feel nothing. As you enter the room, you also notice a dead walker is on the floor. You can already tell this isn't going to be pleasant.

"Here's the plan," Rick confronts everyone. "We cover ourselves in walker guts to camouflage our smell from the walkers so they won't attack us as we make our way to the armory." He hands Carl Judith and a sheet for him. He continues to pass out the sheets with a hole in the top. You put yours on as Rick slices open the Walker. The smell hits you and you immediately want to vomit. It's like dirty gym socks with molded cheese and two years old milk stuffed into it and then left down in the sewage for a couple more years, only to be placed in the sun on the hottest day ever. So yea, it was pretty bad.

Sam, Ron's annoying little brother, cried as they spread walker guts all over his sheet poncho. You reluctantly shove your hand into the walkers stomach and pull up some guts. You have to swallow some bile that rises into your throat and smash the guts onto yourself. This had to be the most disgusting thing you've done.

Once everyone was covered all over, with Judith under Carl's poncho, we make our way downstairs slowly. The walkers look at you guys weird, but don't try to claw at you like you're fresh meat. Rick moves the couch away from the door and the group slowly moves around the Walkers until you make it to the front door, which is busted open. You guys slowly make it out onto the porch and you feel someone grab for your hand and look up to see Carl. He smiles at you and silently gives you encouragement with a squeeze of your hand. You link your other hand with Ron who death stares Carl, who is at the end of the line cause he has Judith.Sam, being the little prat he is, starts to talk. "Mom. Mom?" Can we just kill this kid now? He's going to get all of us killed!

Jesse turns to him and puts her finger to her lips, signaling for him to be quite. He immediately shuts up and it takes all my might to not throw him to the walkers.

We make it to the middle of the street, making slow progress due to the Walkers around us. Once we make it the grass and to the little garden across the street of the house, Rick whispers to Carl who hands Judith over and Rick hands her to Gabriel.

"I won't let you down." Gabriel says and him and Rick talk in hushed voices to not draw attention to us. After that, Gabriel takes off with Judith towards the church. That's when Sam starts to freak out.

"Come on Sam, we need to go." Jesse pulls his hand. He keeps shaking his head and mumbling. Ron, Carl and you try to urge him to come with us, but he remains there. Out of no where a Walker comes up to him and bites him in the head. He starts to scream and so does Jesse. Ron stands there with a shocked look on his face. Rick tries to pull Jesse away from Sam as he is engulfed in a pile of walkers. Carl and you just grip each others hand tighter as you watch Jesse go willingly to the walkers mouths. Carl tries to yank his hand away from hers as she grabbed his hand out of instinct.

"Let go!" He yelled and continued to pull away. You tried to help him by prying her fingers off of him but Rick came out of his daze and strikes his axe down on Jesse's hand, cutting her wrist off so Carl could be freed.

Carl falls to the ground and scrambles away from the group of walkers surrounding Jesse. You help him up and we hear someone clear their throat behind you guys. It's Ron and he has Carl's gun. You look over at Carl with a worried look and he stares at his dad.

"You killed them!" Ron yells and points the gun at Rick. He's about to fire when Michonne comes up behind him and stabs him. The gun still fires and you look over to Rick to see if he was shot. He's fine and your fine.... you slowly look at Carl who has his head down, but you can see the blood dripping from his cheek. You let loose a sob as Carl looks up at his father. The bullet hit him in the eye, and now where his eye would be is a bloody hole.

"Dad?" He passes out. Rick rushes over to him and picks him up. You stand there in shock and try to deny that that just happened to the boy you love, and that your best friend just died along with Rick's girlfriend. But you didn't feel bad about Sam's death. He deserved this.

Michonne slices walkers and makes a path for Rick to get to the infirmary. You realize that you haven't moved and the Walkers look at you suspiciously. You run. You run and run to the infirmary, not caring if you're seen by the walkers and if they chase you. You have to get to Denise and tell her to get ready.

You shove your way through Walkers who try to grab you. You take out your machete from underneath your poncho and stab some Walkers along the way.

You can see the light of the infirmary and run faster. You shove Walkers off the stairs and burst through the door. "Denise!" You yell as two people rush over to you and close the door. "Denise! Carl's shot! He needs help!" You say breathless. the tears flow freely from your eyes and you shout for Denise to get ready before you run back outside into the Walker infested night. You can hear the 'shunck' of Michonne's sword and know they're almost here. You jump off the porch and kill the Walkers that stand between you guys. Michonne brings her sword up and is about to bring it down on you before you put your hands up,

"It's me! I alerted Denise. Come on!" You say and clean through the new path that you made. You hold the door open for Rick and Michonne to bring Carl in. You slam the door shut and see Rick lay Carl on a gurney. Denise cuts off the poncho and starts working on his eye immediately. Rick starts shaking and storms out into the night. Michonne runs after him and through the window you can see Rick crazily killing Walkers. Michonne helps him and a few others in the infirmary run out to help him.

You rush over to Carl's side and watch as Denise removes the bullet from his eye and does her best to clean it. Carl moans and his face is covered in sweat. You grab his hand and cry.

"Please don't die." You sob as you watch the boy you love slipping in and out of consciousness. "P-please, I need y-you." You can no longer see out of your eyes due to the amount of tears pooling in them. "I love you." You whisper to him.

A couple hours later, Carl was laying in a bed with a bandage over his right eye. He was so pale, it made your heart break. Rick sat in the chair by his bed and held his hand, but Carl didn't hold it back, he was unconscious. You stood in the corner of the room by the window, looking at the sun as it rose. It was a beautiful if you ignored all the dead Walkers on the street. In the distance you could see a Walker with a brown poncho on like the one that we were wearing before we burned them. The Walker had shaggy brown hair and you immediately knew who it was.

You grab your machete off the table next to the door and run out. Michonne tried to ask where you were going, but you slammed the door and ran to the Walker.

You stare into the white, creamy,eyes of your dead best friend. "I hope you rot in hell Ron!" you yell at the Walker as he tries to grab you, but you dodge him and step back a couple steps. "I'm going to do to you what you did to Carl." You smile evilly and grip your machete tighter. You jab the end into Ron's right eye, not enough to damage the brain, but enough to make it pop.

As Walker Ron tried to grab you, he dug the machete deeper into his own eye. Until finally he went limp and you took the blade out of his eye socket. You look at your old best friend and rage takes over you. You stab your machete into Ron's body over and over again. "You. Stupid. Son. Of. A-. This. Didn't. Have. To. Be. Like. This!" You stab him with each word. Until Michonne grabs you by the shoulders and drags you away from the bloody mess.

"He's dead (Y/N). He's dead." She puts a hand on your shoulder. "Carl's waking up, and he keeps mumbling your name."

Your heart jumps to your throat and you nod. You follow Michonne back to the infirmary and back to the room Carl was in. His dad was talking to him and Carl looked awful. He was still pale and he could barely keep his eye open. Denise was giving him some pain killers for he was complaining about a migraine.

Rick looked up at you and smiled. "I'll leave you two alone." He wrapped an arm around Michonne's shoulders and led her outside. Denise left with a smile on her face. You sit next to Carl's bed in the same chair Rick was sitting in.

Carl smiles at you and says in hoarse voice, "Well, don't you look awful. Walker guts I presume."

"Um, Yea sure." You say, not wanting to really go into your story of being psycho. "You should see yourself." You smile back.

"Yea, kinda have to get used to only seeing with one eye." He sighs.

"Took the surgery like a champ though." You look into his eye.

"Cause I had you by my side." He smiled a toothy smile.

Your cheeks burn red. "Um, I didn't think you'd remember that."

"It was very hard to hear because of the pain, but I heard all that I needed to know it was you." He reaches for your hand and you grab his. "I love you too, (Y/N). Kiss me?"

You chuckle. "Not until you're all healed. I don't want to mess anything up in your eye, like rip any stitches out."

He jut out his bottom lip and gives you puppy eyes....I mean eye. "But they say love heals all."

You roll your eyes. "Fine." You smile and lean in. Carl meets you in the middle and fireworks explode around you. This is what you dreamed of, just not with anybody being hurt and all.

You guys don't realize that the door opened until Glenn playfully gags. You both jump away. "Get a room!" He yells and grabs a medicine bottle, good to have him back. He starts to walk out when Carl yells back, "We're in a room!"

He then turns back to you. "Again?"

And you kiss him again.

A/N: Cheesy ending I know. But I just had to! Longest imagine yet I think. I love Carl! He is bae and anybody who disagrees (my brothers) can go look at the flowers! I take requests!

Stay in the salt circle Niall, so the Walkers don't get ya!

~zombiefighter01