001. THEY'RE IN ATLANTA, I BET

                                    

                                          
Chapter one 
"They're in Atlanta, I bet." 








It was a slow day in the hospital, as Scarlett had done her rounds, she always knew from her residency that slow days always turned into something crazy, but this was a small town, nothing crazy ever really happened here, as she was standing at the desk looking at a patients file, the doors to the hospital swung open "Scarlett! Scarlett!" Shane's scared voice filled her ears, as Scarlett quickly turned seeing him with blood on his hands, she ran over "what.." she went to ask, as Rick's body was wheeled in on a gurney, bleeding through the gauze the paramedics put on him, she put her hands down on the wound and put pressure on it "we need an OR!" she voiced, as they began moving.
"Gun..gunshot wound. I mean the..the first guy hit him but he..he was alright. It got em in the vest. But..but then there was another man. We..we didn't know and he shot him while his back was turned. And I..got him but Rick..." Shane shared, as he followed them, as they headed toward's the elevator "okay. Okay. He's in my hands now, okay?" Scarlett asked, as the elevator opened, she headed in with the gurney and looked at Shane "I got em." she told him, as the doors closed and the elevator headed up.
And that was a few weeks ago, seeing as not long after that did the world start coming to an end and the dead start coming back to life and eating people, but Scarlett didn't leave, she couldn't, not if there was a chance that Rick would come out of the coma, cause she wasn't gonna leave him to be shot by the military that had come in or let him get eaten by the dead but most importantly she didn't want him to wake up alone and confused in a world that he didn't understand.
So she stayed in that hospital day in and day out, killing any of the dead that were on their floor, scavenging for food to eat so she didn't starve, sitting there and talking to him, and other times when she knew it was safe, she spent the time sleeping in the chair with the rifle she had taken from the military man that had tried to come in here and kill her and Rick, wearing boots, jeans and a black hoodie opposed to her scrubs and doctor coat "that vase..." she heard Rick's voice, and as she did, she opened her eyes but wasn't sure if she just heard it in her head or not.
"That's something special. Fess up you steal it from your grandma Jean's house?" Rick asked, laughing "I hope you left her that spoon collection." he spoke and laughed again, as Scarlett quickly got up, taking her hood off her head, she looked down at Rick in shock "your awake." she said, as Rick was coughing "your actually awake." Scarlett said, turning and grabbing the bottle of water off the ground, she picked it up and opened it "Scarlett?" Rick asked, looking at her, Scarlett turned to him, helping him sit up, having him drink the water which happened to be the rest that she had but she didn't care, he was awake.
Rick noticed that she wasn't wearing her doctor clothes and didn't hear any bustling noise out in the hallway, as Scarlett moved the empty bottle away, she threw it on the ground, running her hands through her hair that was in a ponytail "I can't..I can't believe your actually awake." she shared, starting to pace, not noticing Rick take the clip off his left hand and the oxygen off his nose, followed by the covers as he began to move his legs to get out of bed, he then grabbed the IV pole and went to stand.
As Scarlett in her shock noticed him "whoa, easy.." she told him, catching him in her arms as he fell, Rick grabbed onto her, the two looking at each other "your..your not calling for help.." Rick told her, and as he did, Scarlett nodded "there's a lot I need to catch you up on." she shared, and as she did, Rick furrowed his brows, Scarlett turned and looked at her rifle, as she looked back at Rick "can you stand?" she asked him, and as she did, Rick nodded "okay." Scarlett told him, letting go of him, she turned walking over to the chair she was sitting on, grabbing her rifle, she put it around her.