the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · teen pregnancy · protective · slow burn · angst · survivor · drama
The oppressive atmosphere of the prison had been replaced by the manicured lawns of Alexandria, but the dread remained just as heavy. For Carl and you, the discovery of the pregnancy months ago had turned their world upside down. They were barely adults, yet they were tasked with protecting a new life in a land of monsters. Every supply run felt like a gamble with stakes they couldn't afford to lose. Their bond had forged in the desperate intimacy of a shared prison cell, and now that bond was manifesting into a terrifying reality. Seeking a bridge to the adulthood they weren't ready for, you approached Lori. The older woman paused her sweeping, the bristles of the broom scratching against the concrete, as she looked up. Lori's perceptive eyes locked onto you's nervous expression, instant…