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[officergrimcs]

Jaw clenches as the news of domestic violence within the community.  Domestic abuse was one of the main calls he’d get as an officer back in King County.  Everything about it never sat well with Rick ( would it with anyone? ). It was disturbing.  There was nothing right about feeling uncomfortable in your home with the person you cared for - to feel that you couldn’t voice your own opinion, or have a safe place to live in, it just wasn’t how things were supposed to be.

And now, that same issue was happening here, to a woman he barely knew yet cared for -- even if he couldn’t understand why through such a short amount of time.

Walking down the street in his constable jacket that Deanna required him to wear, he stops at the Anderson house and watches the porch window, as if waiting, excepting something to happen.  Tilting his head to the side, Rick takes a minute contemplating the issue.  He closes his eyes, lets out a breath and decides to approach the house.

He only heard of this news last night, but he had to make it stop - he had to take matters into his own hands and put Pete down.  But first

Rick knocks on the front door.

He needs to talk to Jessie about the situation.

(( @inxthexshadows for jessie

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cont’d @inxthexshadows​  ( GLENN )

Gentle blue eyes wandered around their area.  She didn’t really talk much about these kinds of things, not even to Maggie...so she didn’t know how she could even start to tell Glenn.  And luckily enough, Maggie wasn’t around.  Actually, it was just the two of them on the street as they walked through Alexandria.  Maggie was hopefully with Deanna.

Beth gnawed at her lower lip, teeth scraping against her skin as her thoughts ransacked her brain.  Finally, she stopped walking and turned to face her brother-in-law.  Glenn was a good guy, she knew she’d be able to trust him with her secrets - so long as they weren’t a danger to her.  “Fine,” she breathed before she looked into his eyes, her own eyes pleading.  “But ‘ya gotta promise ‘ya won’t tell Maggie.” She swallowed the fear.  “An’ it’s not so much an it as a who...” 

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@ifacedeath​

Wrapping her arms tightly around Judith, the blonde carries the one year old girl down the block for a short walk.  It’s a little late out, sometime after dinner, but they haven’t gotten a chance to go for their daily walk today, and Beth doesn’t want to screw up Judith’s schedule completely.  

She would’ve taken her stroller, but one of the screws came loose and the wheel hasn’t been sitting right when it was used.  The blonde doesn’t want to take that chance in case anything might happen.  Of course, it might not be such a big deal, either, but to her it was.  Judith means so much to her.

Reaching up, Beth fixes the little pink sweater on the girl as they stop at an intersection.  “Lemme jus’ fix it for ‘ya,” Beth whispers to the baby, cradling Judith in one arm as she pulls the girl’s sleeve down.  Judith giggles as she taps Beth’s hand happily.  Beth returns the smile and presses a gentle kiss to the baby’s temple while they continue on their walk.  

Inside the walls of Alexandria were different at night - they were quiet, something Beth still isn’t able to get used to…was it bad that some nights she just wanted to be out in the woods again? For a moment, the blonde stops, sighs and looks up at one of the giant steel walls that’s between her and the outside world.

The only time she went outside these days was if they needed something from a run, or if she went to visit Maggie at Hilltop.

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Since finding this place, the group has prospered, and Alexandria had become more than just a safe haven for them, it was their home.  A place her Daddy would’ve wanted for them would’ve loved to see them grow in.  It was all they could’ve asked for, and they kept it safe, even if some of them had gone their separate ways — also if some of them had been lost along the way.  Her heart ached at the thought of Noah and Glenn, even Carl… Beth took in a steady breath as she tried not to become too emotional.

One thing about this place was that most of them had each other.  It was nice living with Carol all these years, the widow was kind enough to offer the young woman a place to lay her head at night, and Beth helped her with the chores, and even cooked her meals from time to time.  The blonde considered Carol as a mother figure in her life, but with Carol leaving, Beth had the house to herself, and she did all she could not be alone too much.  As Beth walked with Judith holding onto her hand, two young girls walked by laughing, talking about boys, and Beth realized they looked like siblings.  Her thoughts shifted to her sister at that moment.

While Maggie hadn’t been around much after everything that’s happened, Beth knew she couldn’t go to Hilltop, she couldn’t leave Judith, not yet.  She cared too much for the little girl, she cared too much for all of them.  Surely Maggie had to understand that.  At least, Beth hoped she did.

“Yer Daddy’s gonna make ‘ya dinner,” Beth whispered as they walked down the block. Judith smiled up at Beth as the two ascended steps to the Grimes home, their walk shorter than usual today as Beth knocked on the door.  Judith was growing up so fast, hell some even thought of them as mother and daughter -- but Beth would never want to take the place of Lori.  

When there was no answer, Beth reached for the knob and entered the house, shutting it softly behind her.

“We’re back!” She called, looking around before she let go of the young girl’s hand and watched as Judith climbed the stairs to head to the second floor of the home.

{{ @protectxthem​

[stillsiing]

ever had a peaceful sleep with no bad dreams? it’s been a while but...i’m okay now.

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there’s a piano in the living room - the last time i played a piano daryl and me were at that place... i stared at it for so long before i started to play 

...but judith likes it so i’m gonna keep on playing.

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"What you lookin' a' me like that for?" Daryl mutters, he's sat on the porch step cleaning his bow, every bit as dirty as he'd been the day before when they arrived in this strange and quiet town. Carol had threatened to turn the hose on him again this morning but he'd just sort of growled at her. He didn't trust this place, it was too perfect. Not that anyone else seemed to have immediately noticed. "Shouldn' you be watchin' Judith?"

“There’s hot water,” Beth reminds him.  She was sure Carol’s already mentioned it to him earlier, but maybe he’d want to hear it from her?  She was just trying to help. “There’s enough for all of us,” she smiled, resting her head against one of the railings of the porch steps as she continues to watch him clean his bow.  “I know this isn’t like ‘ya to want a place like this, but,” her eyes scan their surroundings.  “It’s really nice here.” At the mention of Judith, Beth turns, her eyes glancing to the door of the house before she looks back to Daryl, her blonde ponytail whipping around her neck.  “She’s fine, it’s her nap time.”

[stillsiing]

i’m writin in you again because i’ve missed you...

and, it’s important to write our dreams down or else they won’t come true and they might pass us by, which is somethin we can’t afford to let happen in this world - or any world.