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More than Survival

No More Hiding

That Night

“I didn’t see him there I swear. I screamed like a little girl who saw a huge spider." Jolene finished telling Carl a moment of her past over the walkie talkie.

Rick walked up to Jolene’s cell after he knew for sure Lori was asleep and heard Jolene talking to Carl over the walkie talkie.

“That’s hilarious.” Carl laughed.

“Not for me.” Jolene chuckled.

Rick moved the sheet that was hanging on the entrance to her cell that gave Jolene her privacy and walked in.

“Hey man, I think you just got busted.” Jolene smiled and handed the walkie talkie over to Rick.

He pushed the button on the walkie talkie and looked at Jolene. “I thought you were asleep.”

“It’s Joe’s fault.” Carl laughed.

“Good night Carl.” Rick pushed the button again.

“Good night dad.” Carl then turned off his walkie talkie.

“I’m sorry. I…”

“It’s okay.” Rick interrupted Jolene.

“Carl wanted to read me his comic and then we ended up telling some real funny stories. I just finished telling him the most embarrassing moment of my life.”

“What’s the most embarrassing moment of your life?”

“Psh, like I’m going to tell you.” She smiled.

Rick leaned his back to the wall, crossed his arms and stared at her. She looked so beautiful with her long wavy hair flowing down.

“Isn’t Lori going to throw a fit if she sees you in here?”

“She’s asleep.”

Jolene knew why Rick was in her cell so she got up from her bed, walked up to him and gripped his right shoulder, dragging him to her bed. “Sit down.”

“I’m sorry for bothering you.” Rick sat down on the edge of the bed as Jolene jumped on the bed right behind him. “I just…oh.” Rick quickly lost his train of thought as her hands touched deep into his neck.

She smiled knowing he was enjoying the massage. She bit her bottom lip trying to contain her impure thoughts. “Rick?”

“Yeah.”

“Why do you call me Jolene?”

“That’s your name isn’t it?” He smirked.

“I mean everyone here calls me Joe and you're the only one who calls me by my full name.”

“I love the sound of you name.”

“What’s there to love about it?”

“It’s yours.”

She felt herself turn red in the face and was glad that she was behind him so he wouldn’t see her blushing.

“You mind if I unbutton a couple? You know, so I can do this better.” Jolene's hands reached over to the buttons on his shirt.

“By all means.” Rick felt himself get excited as she was slowly unbuttoning the top three buttons. Her chest lightly pressed against his back and he started heating up. It was getting to hot with all the thoughts of Jolene running wild on his mind.

Her hands slipped through the top of his shirt and massaged his shoulders. His skin was smooth and she had to take a deep breath to calm herself down from the high of feeling his skin.

“Oh God, Jolene.” Rick moaned as she was hitting the right spots.

Her smile widened, she was enjoying their time alone together. Rick quickly got up but didn’t turn to face her. He had to stop it there before he exploded and gave in to temptation.

“You okay?” Jolene got up from the bed, wondering why he suddenly stood up.

“Yeah, we should rest up for the run tomorrow.” Rick walked towards the cell door, buttoning up his shirt. “Thank you.” He walked out. He knew it looked rude but he didn’t want her to see that during the massage he got hard enough for her to notice. He desperately needed a cold shower.

Morning

*****Flashback to Jolene’s Past*****
“That was more than ten minutes.” Justin got off his phone and walked towards Jolene.

“By only two minutes.” She put her wallet in the back pocket of her jeans.

“You’re not wearing that top.” Justin poked her chest. “Everyone is going to stare at you.”

“I’ve worn this before and you never had a problem. It’s a low cut shirt, no big deal.” She defended herself.

“My boss will be there and I don’t want him to think I’m married to a slut. Go change.”

“No. You and I obviously have two different definitions of slut. I’m not changing. There’s nothing wrong with this shirt.”

“Go upstairs and put something decent on.” Justin pushed her to the wall.

“That’s it!” She finally stood up for herself. “I’m not going to take it anymore. You are a control freak with anger issues. I’m done, I can’t do this anymore.” She walked past him.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Justin glared.

Jolene gulped hard, extremely nervous of what he might do to her and turned to face him. "I...I want a divorce."

***** ***** ***** *****

“Joe, where here.” Jensen shook Jolene out of her thoughts.

Jolene looked out the window and saw nothing but memories in the town of Macon. She got out of the car and observed the place.

“Jensen and I will hit north, Jolene, Daryl and Glenn, you guys hit south. Meet back in three hours.” Rick announced.

Everyone agreed and went on their way to scavenge for supplies.

As Daryl, Glenn and Jolene were heading towards a grocery store after their second hour of scavenging Jolene noticed keys still in the ignition on a Camery. Jolene opened the car door and turned the key. The car studdered for a second then roared with life.

“What are you doing?” Glenn walked over to her.

“You guys go on, something I gotta do.”

“What are you talkin about?” Daryl questioned.

“I just…I used to live here and I need to check something out."

“Alright we’ll go with…” Glenn insisted but was interrupted by Jolene.

“No, I need to do this on my own. I know the area and it seems to be pretty quiet, not too many walkers here. I know what I’m doing I just really need to do this on my own. I’ll meet you guys back at the car in an hour.” Jolene quickly closed the door before Daryl and Glenn got closer and drove off.

Daryl and Glenn watched as she disappeared and knew that Rick would be upset to know she went off alone.

----- ----- ----- -----

“So we started talking after that and the rest is history. She’s been there for me and I’ve been there for her.” Jensen explained to Rick how he met Jolene.

“You two ever…?” Rick glanced at Jensen as he was rummaging through drawers and desks for bullets in the police station.

“I wanted to tell her that I had feelings for her but she pretty much kept me in the friend zone. Then she got married to some asshole that didn’t deserve her. I respected her marriage but I wanted her. Now that the world is over I finally got a chance with her.”

Rick glared hard at Jensen. He knew how Jensen felt about Jolene and now he was clearly a threat to him. “What if she still “friend zones” you?”

“Better not, I need to get laid, and soon.”

Rick clenched his jaw; his blood started boiling with anger. “Is that so?”

“What man doesn’t need to get laid right about now? It’s the reason why you’re so tense all the time, ain’t getting any from your wife.”

Rick walked over to Jensen and didn't blink as he stared bitterly at him. “My personal life is no concern to you, and as for Jolene, leave her alone. She doesn’t need someone chasing after her right now. Show some respect, keep it in your pants.”

Jensen barely chuckled. “You know Rick, I know you don’t like me and that the only reason you wanted me to come with you on this run was to get more information on me. It looks like you have a thing for her, but I know her better than you do. At the end of the day she’ll be waking up next to me. I’m not saying it to be cocky I’m just speaking the truth. Eventually and it will happen pretty soon she’ll realize that I have always been there for her and that I will continue to be there for her. She’ll get the satisfaction of safety and protection that I can provide and I’ll get the satisfaction of…well I think you know.”

Rick took a good look at the threat right in front of him and made a fist. The thought of Jolene with this fool was something he wasn’t going to let happen. “I don’t think you get it so let me make it clear. If you make a move on Jolene, if you so even touch her…”

“You’ll what?” Jensen interrupted. “You’ll kill me? Go ahead. How do you think she’ll see you if you kill her best friend…future lover? I’m not stupid Rick; I see how you look at her. You hate me because she’s spending more time with me. Let’s be realistic here, you got a son and a wife…you really think you got a shot with her?”

*Bang, Bang, Bang*

Banging on the front door of the police station broke them away from their tense argument. Rick and Jensen looked out the window and saw four walkers trying to get in. Rick opened the door and stabbed the closest walker and Jensen headed for the second closest. They worked together for a moment to rid of the walkers.

----- ----- ----- -----

*****Flashback to Jolene’s Past*****
Justin grabbed her wrist and Jolene jerked back.

“Let go!”

“I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson for disobeying.” He forcefully pulled her towards him.

“Damn it Justin, let go of me!” She struggled to get out of his grip.

Justin raised his right hand and struck her mouth. Her bottom lip cut open with the force of his punch. She tasted her own blood as he still had her in a hold. She head butted him and turned her back to him to run away but he quickly grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her down to the floor.

“You little bitch.” He kicked her back as he stood over her. “I give you everything and this is how you repay me!” He violently kicked the left side of her face. “I took you away from the horrible life you were living and brought you into my world and you can’t even do a simple command? You want a divorce? You don't understand, if I can't have you no one will.”

She saw the opportunity and with her right foot she kicked him between the legs and crawled away from him as he crouched down in pain.

She got up and ran to the kitchen with the sound of Justin’s heavy steps behind her.

***** ***** ***** *****

Jolene stood there in her old home recalling the memories of the night that changed her life. The atmosphere of the place has changed since the last time she was in the house. A new family had moved in, pictures of a happy family hanged on the walls but it seemed like the place was already raided because no food or anything of use was in sight.

She walked into the kitchen and stared at the floor, the memory of that night was clear as day.

*****Flashback to Jolene’s Past*****

“Justin please stop, please!” She pleaded as she pulled out a knife from the counter drawer.

“What are you doing? Put the knife down.” He slowly walked over to her.

“Justin please don’t do this, I love you, please.” She begged with an unsteady voice and tears streaming down her face.

“I’m not going to hurt you. I’m sorry baby. Please put down the knife and we’ll talk this through, okay. Baby I love you, put it down.” He tried to calm her down.

Jolene opened her hand and the knife dropped to the floor. Justin quickly tackled her down and punched her face a couple of times then wrapped his hands tightly around her neck.
***** ***** ***** *****

----- ----- ----- -----

After Rick and Jensen took care of the walkers by the entrance of the police station Rick searched the sheriff’s office. Reports laid on the desk and he took a glance at them. Reports of the dead coming to life, raids in the city, murders and mass suicides.

He glanced at the walls where the sheriff had posted wanted pictures of criminals and a map of the city as he walked out of the room. Two steps out of the room and Rick stopped in his tracks, deep in thought. He walked back into the room and took a look at one of the wanted pictures.

His eyes widened, heart started palpitating with emotions running wild. He felt uneasy and had more questions than there were probably answers for. He folded the paper and put it in his back pocket. He was stunned, befuddled, dismayed, angry, worried and concerned. His emotions were conflicted and he didn't know how to approach the situation at hand.

----- ----- ----- -----

“Where’s Jolene?” Rick quickly noticed as he and Jensen headed back to the car after the third hour mark.

“She uh…” Glenn mumbled.

“She took off. Said she’ll be back within the hour and that was an hour ago.” Daryl stepped in front of Glenn.

“What do you mean she took off?” Rick raised his voice.

“I think I know where she might be. One of two places around here.” Jensen interjected.

----- ----- ----- -----

Jolene drove to her job site where she used to work as a mechanic and picked the locks to the front door of the office. She heard a rustling in the bushes a few feet away from the doors. She stared at the bushes as she pulled out her knife from her back pocket and took a step forward.

A tired, hungry and skinny German shepherd made itself visible. Jolene let her guard down and stared at the dog. Both of them looked at each other without a blink. She disregarded the dog and walked in the shop. The bell above the door jingled as she closed the door behind her but the door did not shut all the way.

It looked as if a tornado hit the place. Broken objects, things scattered around with blood splattered on the walls and floors with bullet holes deep in the walls. She walked over to the front counter where she saw her bosses name tag and reached out to pick it up. Suddenly a walkers rotting hand took hold of her hand from behind the counter and stood up straight, making itself visible.

“Fuck.” She accidently dropped her knife when the walker startled her.

The bell rang and Jolene looked behind her as she reached down to her holster for the gun but the German shepherd had pushed the door open, jumped over the counter and tackled down the walker. Jolene picked up her knife and jumped over the counter to finish the job. She stabbed the walker through its skull and the dog let go the walkers arm.

The dog and Jolene stared at each other once more then the dog walked around the office sniffing things out and Jolene walked away.

She opened the garage door where she spent most of her time working on cars and saw her boss Eric, dead in the flesh, standing in front of his open car.

----- ----- ----- -----

“Since she wasn’t at her old house she has to be here.” Jensen assured the group.

“That’s the car she was drivin.” Daryl pointed out.

“I’ll go get her. Stay here.” Rick ordered as he hopped out of the car and into the auto shop.

Daryl and Glenn noticed the hostility between Rick and Jensen and felt uncomfortable being in the same car with them. They knew something happened when they were alone together being that they were not like that before.

Rick walked in, the bell rang and the dog walked up to him. He was amazed to see a dog after so long without seeing one. Rick heard sobbing from the garage and followed the sound. He stood by the door as he saw Jolene with her back to him.

Jolene choked up, tears running down her face. Going to work was one of the only good things in her life; Eric would make her feel like she was someone and not a worthless being like Justin and the rest of society would make her feel. She stared at his dead cloudy eyes as he stumbled towards her. With her eyes blurry from the salty tears she raised her right hand up and stabbed him in the skull, dropping him to the floor as she fell with him. She softly cried to herself with her head down as she was on top of Eric’s dead body. “I’m sorry.” She whispered.

The dog walked over to Jolene and sat down next to her, letting out a small whimper as if the dog knew she was sad.

Rick didn’t know if he should walk over to her or say something. He was utterly confused. Jolene slowly got up as she pulled the knife out of Eric's skull and tried to put her emotions in order.

She went up to Eric’s car; the only car in the garage and looked inside for anything useful. She pulled out a crowbar, a tomahawk and something new that she had never seen before, some sort machete arm strap with an ergonomic grip handle and hi-tech strap that wraps around your forearm for a secure feel.

“You were supposed to stay with Glenn and Daryl, not wonder off.” Rick finally spoke.

Jolene quickly turned around, her heart skipping a beat to see Rick standing before her.

“Herd of walkers around the corner, we need to go.” Daryl rushed in to inform Rick and Jolene then back out the garage door.

Rick glared at Jolene, not saying a word as Jolene grabbed the weapons and walked out the door.

Jolene looked down at the dog and did not want to care for the dog for emotional reasons but deep down she couldn’t leave an animal starve to death.

“Come on.” She hand motioned for the dog to get in the car. The dog jumped in, she closed the car door and Rick drove off, passing a red Chevy Cavalier.

Martinez sat back up in his seat as he was bent down to hide as they were driving past his car. He turned on his car and carefully followed them. He now has the information he need. Jolene was alive and he was determined to know where she and her group were staying.

Notes

http://i1077.photobucket.com/albums/w475/hey01ig/FanFic/NewImagej_zps93b97dfa.jpg
Image of Tomahawk and the strap on arm machete.

How are you lovely readers liking it so far? Curious to know if you are into it?
Stay lovely everyone!

Comments

No carol and Daryl make no sense. To abuse people together what they have to share Daryl beth yes later on

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2/10/15

Bastard

dombast dombast
2/10/15

Dame

dombast dombast
2/10/15

Same thing step up

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2/10/15

No Daryl should have got some

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2/10/15