Rick had always kinda scared you, but you also had some sort of feeling deep down for him. It was confusing beyond a shadow of a doubt, but it was always that way.

You were raiding his house when he caught you. He was confused and distraught as hell, and he did try to shoot you with the gun in his closet, but you explained to him that it was the end. He ran through his house looking for his wife and son while you stood there.

You both ended up at Morgan's and both ended up in that tank. You saved his life countless of times and helped him get back to his family along with Glenn and the others. But for some reason Lori didn't like you. Funny part was that you didn't like him like that then. You guys were friends.

At Hershal's farm when we escaped and were sitting in the middle of the road is when you realized you liked the Sheriff.

Now you sit outside in the prison yard. Lori has been dead for about five days and it's been hard for Rick and Carl. Beth mostly took care of Judith while Rick was off his rocker. It scared you to see him like this. To know that at any minute he could think you killed Lori and kill you for his insanity.

You saw him leave the gates and start walking to nothing. Hershal seemed to notice too and called out to him. "You plan on coming back anytime soon?" He questions.

Rick looks dazed and like he saw a ghost. "I-I got...um...stuff out here." He looked around nervously.

He then walked off and carefully approached the small wooden bridge. Hershal stood there with a worried look on his face. You walk up next to him and face what he was looking at. Rick seemed to be making out with someone. The only thing was, there wasn't anyone there.

"What the hell?" You whisper.

"I'm worried about him (Y/N). Maybe you can talk to him. He'd listen to you." Hershal turned to you.

"Me? I couldn't. ...I mean, he just lost his wife. And she hated me. I don't want him thinking i killed her either." You look to the ground.

"She hated you because he liked you. When they were going through troubled times, he accidentally let it slip. I heard it all at the farm." Hershal smiles.

"Really?" You ask suprised. You never thought he like liked you. Just that you and him were really close friends.

"I swear on my life." Hershal crosses his heart. (A/N: The irony!)

Carl comes running out of the prison. "Dad! "He shouts. Your heart stops for a moment as you think something is wrong. "Dad! There's new people!" He looks around for Rick who comes running back through the gates.

"Where?" Rick yells back at his son.

"In the eating room!" Carl takes off again with us following him.

We all run into the prison and find five new people there. Rick talks to them and so do the others. Rick starts shaking and looks up at you.

"What're you doing here?" He growls.

"W-what?" You say in shock.

"Get out!" He charges at you. "Get out!" You think he's going to harm you but instead he pushes right past you. The new people quickly grab their stuff and try to leave, but Carol convinces them that he's not talking to them.

You hug Rick around the waist from behind as he pulls his gun out and points it up to the cat walk. Nothing was there.

"Rick stop!" You yell. "Nothing's there!"

He stops and lowers his gun. He turns to you with a crazed look in his eyes. You fear for your life but still get red in the cheeks. Again, confusing.

"You can't see her?" He asks you.

"See who Rick?" You ask.

"Her." He points up at the catwalk again and then turns around to face it. He has a confused look on his face as realization hits.

"No one's there." You tell him.

"She was just there. Lori, she was standing there in her wedding dress." He puts his head in his hands.

Daryl motions for you to take Rick to his cell. You lead Rick to his cell and comfort him the whole way there. You sit him on the bed and kneel in front of him.

"It's okay Rick. She won't bother you anymore, she's at peace. "

"I know (Y/N), it's just that I can still see her. It's as if -" he stops and looks around the cell. "It's as if I'm going crazy." He whispers the last part to you.

"No. Rick, you're not going crazy. You've just been through a lot. You need rest." You make him lay down on his bed and make him hand his gun over.

He grabs your hand and you take his. You watch as his eyelids start to close and get up to leave.

"I love you (Y/N)." Rick mumbles half asleep. Your heart goes up into your throat and butterflies fly around your stomach.

"I love you too Rick." You whisper back.

"Good." He sighs and falls asleep.

A/N: Hey guys! Short story, sorry. I'm not really
Good at writing Rick imagines, but I tried! Let me know how I did and help me get some ideas yo!

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

~zombiefighter01