Amy In The Walking Dead Novels & Stories

She was overjoyed, and it felt like the Omega problem was well and truly behind me. Amy started staying at the Storm pack more and more, helping to research about the poison in my system. I’d often find her asleep in the library, face-down on an open book. She contacted her father to see if he knew anything about it, but nothing we did brought about any answers. So for the poison, that Omega did matter to me! But she also came with side effects. Every night when I closed my eyes, I saw the pool of blood and the feet dangling just above it…

Amy whispered as they stood in front of the kitchen's door, she glanced around frantically for any guards or maids. "Wicked soul." Jasira mouthed slapping her arm lightly. She shrugged, "I don't want to be there when something goes wrong." She muttered innocently. "Amy!" She yelled before slamming her hand on her mouth and glancing at the door, Alejandro would hear her at this rate. "And I didn't tell you anything." "You are one wicked soul." "Yes, I am. I love you." Amy yelled running away. "I hate you so much." She whispered yelled after her.

Amy quickly gave me another and after that one was gone, she asked, “Better?” I nodded. The black spots in my vision was going away. “Thanks, Amy.” She shrugged. “Don’t mention it.” I nodded as I downed the next blood bag. Elias sensed that I would need another and had it ready. He shoved it into my hand without a word, taking the empty. I nodded my gratitude and turned to Amy. “Could you give me the injection in the cabin, or should we do it now?” Amy thought for a moment. “Can you make it to the cabin without ripping anyone’s head off?”

My father was there with an over sized shirt and pants dressing her as she blacked out. I turned back and got dressed as I followed my father into the pack infirmary. “What the hell was she talking about?” “I don’t know, I mind linked Alpha Drake and his betas. They’ll be here shortly. Amy! Here, she needs to be looked at, her wounds aren’t healing properly.” “Who is she?” Amy asked, as she quickly guided us to an empty room to do her work. “No idea, she was at the front gates. All she said was that they were coming and then passed out.”

He rose to his feet when he heard shouts outside and he knew it probably has something to do with Emma. “The antidote..” Emma and Lincoln quickly rushed Aunt Doris out of the Hall with Luna Mitchell and Ryan following closely behind her. The nurses hastily run towards them with a stretcher, helping Aunt Doris get into the ambulance. “Aren't you getting in, you needed the antidote .”Ryan said concerned, holding Emma hands firmly. The antidote is with Caleb and with every passing minute, she's loosing her strength. “Caleb has it.”Aunt Doris said faintly to everyone surprise. She was slightly awake. Her eyes opening a little.

He fell, and I walked over so he could see me well. "You should have been satisfied with your position instead of holding my wife hostage." I didn't give him a chance to speak before I put a sliver in his head. I had my men go look for Grace, while I went in search of Amy. I found her tied up to a chair.

Amy didn’t want to wake him so she remained in that position until her tired body was taken by sleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Zion didn’t understand why he craved her smell so badly but what he knew was that he just found his happy place. Zion woke up to the most beautiful sight; Amy's peaceful face as she slept. He wanted to move but couldn’t because he wanted to enjoy the beautiful sight before him. As Amy moved in her sleep Zion quickly ran into the bathroom to avoid being caught s