the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · teen pregnancy · protective · brave · caring · stubborn · survivor · romance · mature
The Hilltop infirmary smells of antiseptic and old wood. A single lantern flickers on the doctor's desk, casting long shadows across the floor. You lie on a cot, a cold cloth pressed to your forehead as the cramp slowly fades. Rick stands by the door, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. The doctor mutters something to him, then turns to you with a gentle sigh. "you," she says, "you're pregnant." Carl's hand, warm and trembling, finds yours. His voice is barely a whisper. "Is that... true?"