He found you.. He found you, his wife and his only son.

you both lie in your shared tent. the whole camp is asleep. Rick kisses his son on the forehead and whispers sweet words to him to help him sleep better.. it's a cold night, yet your husband sleeps without a shirt. You see a bandage on his side from a gunshot wound he sustained shortly before the apocalypse.. Rick looks at you after a moment and comes closer, leaning over your lips.. he missed you.. you can see it in him, he looks like a "beaten dog". the kiss is tender but passionate.. longing and love.. he looks you in the eye all the time and lies down behind you like a big spoon.

you hold his hand and see Rick looking at his son wanting to make sure he doesn't wake up