Chapter Tweleve

Enid was at this moment, six months pregnant. A large bump had developed, but she knew it would get bigger over the next two to three months she would have her baby.
Not much went on around, everyone was still collecting things for Negan, and everyone was helping Enid out everyday. Especially Carl. He got more and more worried the more time grew, hoping and praying that Enid wouldn't end up like his mom.

Carl and Enid were at the graves, as they went everyday, just sitting down and reading RV grave carvings over and over again. They had memorized them by now.

"Maggie's baby would be here..." Enid whispered all of a sudden, and Carl nodded.

"Yeah. Baby Bethany." Carl said with a smile.

"Why Bethany?" Enid asked, it's not that she didn't like the name, it was only because she knew that creating a baby name came from the heart.

"Her sister was named Beth," Carl said and Enid smiled.

"That's beautiful."

"Yes it is. So, any ideas for our baby?" Carl asked, having one picked out specifically.

Enid didn't respond, instead her hands covered her face and she winced.

"Enid? Enid?" Carl asked, scooting towards her and rubbing her back. "It's just contractions Enid. It's just contractions." He whispered; knowing if Enid had the baby early she'd end up just like his mom.

"Carl..." Enid said loudly, her breath was cold and the tone made Carl shiver. "It's coming! The baby! Carl.... Carl...."

Carl just sat there and everything turned to a blur, he didn't notice his dad trying to pick him up, or even Enid going away. He didn't notice everyone screaming his name. He didn't even notice himself stand up and fall back down.
When time caught up with him, his dad was by his side, sitting with him on a couch. Rick's face was in his hands, and Carl looked around. There were screams from upstairs. Enid.

Carl jumped up. "Enid?!" He shouted, starting to run towards the stairs. His father blocked him.

"Carl, she needs space." Rick demanded, pushing Carl away.

"Dad! Please!" Carl shouted. "She's like my damn wife!"

"I know, Carl. I know how it feels to be in this situation, okay? Everything's gonna be okay." Rick said calmly.

"No, it's not!" Carl said fiercely. "Move."

"Carl, you need to calm d-"

"Dad! Move!" This time, Carl's words came out weak with sobs.

"Carl, listen to me-"

"I don't want her to turn out like mom!"

Rick's eyes fell dull and he moved. Carl ran right past him upstairs. Rick sat on the couch, remembering all; Lori, Jessie, Michonne. Lori.

Carl ran upstairs to Enid's bed, he saw girls huddled around her, her screams echoing through the building. Sasha stepped out of the crowd once she saw Carl.

Sasha grabbed onto Carl's arms before he could make it to the bed, she stood in front of him.

"Carl, you can't come in here." Sasha said.

"She's dying! You're killing her!"

"Carl, she's not dying! She's having a baby!"

"It's too early!" Carl said. "She's only six months pregnant!"

"Do you know exactly how long she's been pregnant?" Sasha asked over Enid's screaming, and Carl shook his head, even though he was barely paying attention to the conversation and just trying to get to his girlfriend.

The screams stopped, and Carl felt bewildered, hollow, confused.
Then, and only then, a tear of joy was let down from his cheeks. He heard baby cries.

All the girls moved, and Rosita handed a bundle of blankets to Enid.
Carl stumbled over to them, his heart beating fast and the one tear falling to the ground below him. Enid gave Carl a soft smile, her face red with tears and frustration she had had. It slowly disappeared.

The couple stared down into Enid's arms, seeing a big, blue-eyed baby staring right at them, tears steaming down her cheeks rapidly. Carl kissed her forehead, and then kissed Enid's.

"There's are survivor...." Enid whispered.

"Lori." Carl said.

"What?"

"Lori Grimes." Carl said with a smile.

"It's perfect."

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Yay, the baby is finally here! Okay, so, before you tell me this was really fast paced and stuff, I'm having really bad writers block and I just don't know where I'm taking this. I've been writing three to five chapters ahead every time I update, and it's just getting kind of confusing. But I'm sorry about how swiftly it moved. But besides that, I hope you like it and understand my writers block issue ^~^

#lorigrimes

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