"You've got to be kidding me?!" Carl yelled as he kicked opened the interrogation room of the police station.
"How the hell did you get in here?!" Gareth asked confused as to how a thirteen year old had got passed security and armed officers.
Carl ignored the Internal Affairs officers and instead pointed at his father and uncle. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for you?!" The teen asked in blind anger. "I was at that school so long, the freaking Governor-"
"Mayor!" Lizzie Samuels corrected, walking into the interrogation room and placing herself behind Carl.
"Thank you!" Carl pointed at Lizzie. "The mayor of freaking Atlanta picked me up from school before you two!"
"Seriously how are you people getting in here?!" Gareth asked the teens.
Carl wasn't paying any attention.
Lizzie didn't care.
"I was almost molested just getting here!" Carl screeched.
Lizzie just rolled her eyes in response. "We were just playing church."
"Which one" Shane said finally speaking.
"CATHOLIC!" Carl roared.
Gareth put his head in his hands. "Why did I even leave Terminus?" He muttered to himself.
"Listen, Carl," Rick Began, trying to calm down his son's rage. "There was a situation-"
Carl cut his father off "I don't even know how I got in here!"
"I'm literally going to eat whoever let this kid in here." Gareth mumbled.
Lizzie chose that moment to hug Carl close from behind . "So you going to introduce your family to your new girlfriend?"
Shane howled loudly, slamming his hand on the table. Rick on the other hand was confused as hell. Carl was just disturbed. Gareth? Well Gareth had started writing up a new resume to type later on his laptop.
"You are not my girlfriend!" Carl yelled, squeezing out of the girl's grip. "You will not deflower me!"
Lizzie stared into Carl's eyes and the boy swore he saw the devil.
"What's wrong, Carl?" Lizzie began stepping closer to Carl, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"You don't want to look at the flowers?"
The room had gone deadly quiet, even Gareth had stopped writing to stare at the scene in front of him.
"Holy shit that was creepy." Gareth said out loud.
It was at that moment that a pizza delivery guy rolled into the office, but for once it wasn't Glenn.
"Who the fuck are you?!" Shane said in anger. He had planned to torture Glenn! Not some new comer.
The pizza guy just raised an eyebrow at Shane. "Um, my names Nicolas…the guy delivering your pizza."
"Where's Glenn?" Shane asked.
Nicolas laughed, rubbing the back of his head. "Oh, Glenn took a break. Something about mental breakdowns and pregnant girlfriends."
"Yup cannabis." Gareth muttered. "Gonna eat all the security here."
Rick took his chance through all the chaos to speak to his son. "Carl, there was a shoot out. I'm sorry, things just got out of control."
Carl went stiff when he heard the word that his father had been in a fire fight. His body trembled and he felt his eyes getting wet.
The detective rubbed the back of his head. "I…I didn't wanna worry you. I know how hard the last one had been."
The teen ran forward and hugged onto his dad close, crying silently. The thought of losing his dad or uncle was something he always feared, but rarely talked about. They were all he knew, all he had!
Patting his son's head, Rick looked up at Gareth pleadingly.
The Internal Affair's agent sighed. "Yeah, we're done here." The man said. "You guys are good to go. Just…just check in with me later in the week."
"Appreciated." Shane said genuinely as he looked at Gareth.
The group all stood up, Rick, Shane, Carl, and Lizzie all made their way out of the room, closing the door behind them.
Gareth sat alone in the interrogation room for a bit, staring at the report from the crime scene until Michonne walked in, sitting across from him where Rick was sitting.
Gareth didn't look up from the report. "They always that…eccentric."
Michonne laughed, crossing her legs. "That was them on a calm day."
"Huh." Was the only reply Gareth offered.
"What's wrong?" Michonne questioned. "I thought you said they were good."
Gareth looked up, a curious look on his face. "They are…"
"Then why do you look so on edge."
The man glared at the pictures. "Because, remember those security cameras we thought didn't work?"
Michonne nodded her head, not liking where he was going with this.
"Turns out they did work. They were being streamed off to somewhere."
Michonne looked at him in shock and confusion. "To where?"
Gareth shrugged, exhaling deeply as he leaned back in his chair. "I'll let you know when I figure out that question."
The group stood outside on the dimly lit Atlanta streets. Rick and Shane sighed in relief, happy to be out of that damn cramped room. Carl meanwhile was trying to keep his distance from Lizzie.
Just as the girl was about to put him in another death vice grip that would make John Cena proud, Lizzie's father and sister appeared.
"Now, now, Lizzie." Mayor Phillip warned as he got closer to his daughter. "The poor boy looks like he's been through enough."
It was at that moment Carl had declared Mayor Philip Blake his lord and savior. He was definitely going to vote for him for mayor.
'Huh…why did sound wrong?' Carl mentally pondered.
Rick walked up to Philip and shook his hand firmly. "Thanks for picking up my son."
Philip just chuckled. "Think nothing of it. I'm happy Lizzie made a new friend."
Lizzie winked at Carl.
Carl thought about shooting himself in the eye.
"Hi, Carl" Mika said waving at Carl in a friendly manor. " So when are you and sissy getting married?" She teased.
'Why has robot Jesus forsaken me?' He asked himself bitterly.
When the three finally got back to headquarters, they had found Lady Beth Greene sitting Indian style in the middle of the room,
"Hey guys!" She said brightly.
The two and a half men didn't wave back though. They just stared at her blankly.
It was Shane who spoke first.
"Darling, why the hell you got a bullet wound on your forehead?"
"Oh, this?" Beth giggled, using a free hand to wipe it away. "I was practicing at my theater's musical today. I was playing an escaped patient and the lead actress Dawn had to shoot me after I stabbed her with small scissors."
The three blinked at her.
"It's a comedy" Beth giggled again.
"Oh, now I get it." Rick said nodding his head.
Shane hummed in agreement. "Only thing that makes sense."
"Would be a bad way to die if it was for dramatics." Carl added.
The four of them shared a laughed at the ridiculousness .
Five minutes of laughing later
"So…" Beth started, laughing dying down. "You think we could talk, Carl?"
Shane and Rick both disappeared in a flash. Both running out of the apartment.
"You two live here!" Carl yelled after them.
"Going to Daryl's!" Rick yelled.
"We'll bring back Moonshine!" Shane called out.
Beth raised a blonde eyebrow. "Isn't that illegal."
Carl sighed, shrugging. "I honestly stopped caring.
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