Kristine shrugged a little. "I couldn't tell ya... I was a little busy tryin' to figure out what to do without ya." She said her face turning a little red from saying it. She flinched a little when Rick pressed against her stomach a little harder. It was purple from the bruise that Carl had given her.

Jules laughed a little at his enthusiasm. "Here." She said handing him two bottles of water. "You pour those in while I open the cans."

Nathaniel glanced back and smiled when he saw how Jules was acting with Carl. He blushed when he notice that Jules had seen him looking back. He turned back to starting the fire and got it going after a minute.

He quickened his pace. "Was Carl-" he pauses a moment, lost to the feeling. "Was he sad?" He grunts. Nothing was happening other than moving. He tried harder, wishing the magic of his body to work with him. He was moving faster now, the bed moving.

Carl nods and waits.

Kristine yelps a little, "Rick, you're hurting me..." She said quietly hoping he heard her. She couldn't move out from under him. The bruises were flaring up and she closed her eyes trying to make the pain go away. "Rick, please stop." She said panting a little.

Jules smiles at him and hands him the two packets of noodles. "These need to cook some before we add the rest." She said with a smile.

Rick slows. "Sorry, can I finish? What if you were to lay on your stomach would that be better?" He countinues to try to get what they both wanted. Nothing came out though.

Carl pours the water into the pot. "Like that?"

Kristine shook her head weakly. "No just stop." A tear rolled down her cheek as she said it. "Maybe, we just can't have a baby..." She said quietly moving a little away from Rick.

Jules nods. "Perfect. Now add the noodles and Nathaniel will put the pot by the fire to cook them."

Nathaniel laughed a little. "Looks like I've been enlisted Carl."

Rick shakes his head. "A-a little more...." He follows her as she moves. He moves his body slowly trying to make it enjoyable for her. He pauses as nature takes over. His body jerks some, squirts and finishes the job. He moves away defeated. "Sorry I did not mean to hurt you."

Carl smiles. "We make a great team."

Kristine pulls away from Rick crying a little more. She rolled to where her back faced him as she cried. "Why didn't you stop Rick? It hurt so much..." She said in a whisper holding loosely to her bruised stomach.

Nathaniel smiled and moved the pot. "I guess we do." He smiled a little at Jules and she turned away smiling. He bent down next to Carl. "As my new little brother, what do ya think of Jules?" He asked in a whisper as he watched her finish opening the cans.

Rick looked away. "We were so close to finishing I thought a few more slow seconds would be ok. Sorry if I hurt you. If you did not want to do this then why did you say so?"

Carl looks at the lady. "You should get together, and start a family she would make a great mommy."

(Hey new idea I will make a girl character and you can make a boy, we can switch roles in the relationships!)

(Hummm... Sounds Awkward... Count me in! :3)

Kristine shook as she cried. "I did want it... I want it so badly..." She let her tears fall on the pillow under her. She spun the ring on her finger. "But that hurt too much..." She turned to him and let him feel her tender stomach. "You asked if Carl was sad, he was destroyed.... He felt that it was my fault and took it out on me..." She closed her eyes swallowing hard. "I let him... I couldn't feel it beyond the pain of ya dying." She stopped and looked down keeping her eyes closed.

Nathaniel smiled a little and nodded. "That's what I was thinkin'. I'll talk to her later, don't spoil the surprise." He winked at Carl.

Jules turned back around and held out two cans of chicken to Carl. "Add these now." She said with a smile.

Carl nods. "Ok."

Rick looks shocked. He could feel the anger again, this time stronger. He stands pulling on his pants. He grabbed his shirt, and shoes. His eyes glow an angry red, striking fear into anyone he saw. He did not try to calm down, but simply kept walking into the city. He stops when he gets to a burning store. He lashed out then, hitting one of the walls. The rock crumbled to dust, leaving his hand bruised and cut. He had to leave them, he was too much of a threat.

Kat turns again. "He is even worse than I thought. He is having a hard time keeping his cool." She looks back to Yasa. "We need to help him, but with out getting to close, he will know what I am."