Three days. It had been almost three days and no one had returned. Not Merle and the rest of the group, or Daryl. I was worried, surprisingly only about the Dixon's. But Amy.
Christ almighty, Amy. She was having a fucking canary. "They should be back by now!" She cried and I bit my lip. I was never a crier, not like Amy and Andrea. In fact, the only crying I had done in the last 5 years was because Daryl is an asshole. But Amy, this kid cried more than fuckin' Lori did!
For the first time in my life I knew what it was like to be Daryl Dixon. It was awkward, I didn't know how to handle it. I loved Amy like a little sister, but I didn't know what to do when people cried. I didn't know how to comfort her. "She's with Merle, and the only thing that can kill Merle is Merle. They'll come back. I promise." I told her and she looked up at me with blood shot eyes.
"You swear?" She asked as we sat on the tailgate of Daryl's truck, and I faltered.
Nothing was promised in this world. But I had faith in Merle. I knew he was the toughest sonovabitch out there. If anyone could take on Atlanta, alone, it was him.
"I swear." I nodded, swallowing thickly. I opened my mouth to say something else, but we were cut off my a siren. "Dale, the fuck is that?" I asked him, jumping off the truck ad walking towards the camper after grabbing my bat, he pulled his binoculars up and shifted awkwardly.
"Stolen car?" He asked and I turned towards the break in the trees where you could see the main road. He was right, a red Dodge Challenger was speeding up the way. I shook my head.
Who would be so stupid? I wondered. I frowned as the car, still squealing obnoxiously pulled in front of us, then sighed. "Glenn." I breathed as he got out of the car.
"Guys! You wont believe what happened!" He shouted excitedly. Amy ran towards him shouting about her sister as Shane ripped the alarm mechanism out of the engine. I shook my head in confusion. Where the hell was everyone else?
Suddenly a large box truck pulled up and I smiled in relief. I ran towards the people trickling out. "Merle!" I shouted happily, not noticing the shaken looks the survivors were casting me.
"Addy." Andrea stated, stepping away from Amy's embrace. I walked back around the front of the truck.
"Merle?" I asked, frowning. "Where the fuck are you?" I asked quietly, and suddenly I was forced to a stop by T-Dog.
"Addy, I got some bad news for you..." He went on to tell me about what happened, having to grip my arms tightly to keep me from falling. I shoved him back as hard as I could.
"You left him there?" I screeched. Tears poured down my face as I looked around me at the reuniting families, friends. Everyone was so happy. They didn't care that Merle was trapped on that fucking roof!
"I locked him in, Geeks cant get to him!" T-Dog defended and I shook my head.
"You think thats gonna matter once he goes crazy from Sun Exposure? Once he dies from the elements? You caged him in like a dog on a tin roof!" I shouted, punching him hard enough to send him stumbling back a few feet.
Suddenly Shane was pulling me back. "Addy-" He started but I ripped myself away.
"No." I shook my head, wiping my face. "No. You think anything is going to matter to Daryl?" I asked and finally, the new guy who had run straight for Lori and Carl stood.
"Im Rick Grimes." He started and I clapped sarcastically.
"Hello Officer. You got your family, and you took mine away." I left the people standing there in shock. I ran back to mine and Daryl's tent, snatching a bag up. I started shoving in water bottles, ammunition, protein bars, and first aid shit. I picked up the gun I had carried with my everywhere and tucked it into the holster Daryl had forced on me so I didn't accidentally shoot off my ass and grabbed my baseball bat. I walked back to Glenn and I held my hand out.
"I want a map, and the keys." I nodded to the car and he sighed.
"Addy look, I'll take you back there tomorrow. But we need you." He started and I shook my head.
"For what?" I asked, looking around the group of men that had congregated around me.
"For Daryl. You're gonna be the only one thats going to be able to calm him down. And Im gonna need both of you calm if Im going back there tomorrow morning." Glenn stated and I sighed.
"Im not gonna be able to stop him. You stole his brother, his kin, his blood from him. Nothing I can say will be able to stop him from breaking down. And when that happens, shit. I don't wanna be any where near it." I stated, backing away from them and walking back to the tents.
I set my bag down and opened Merle's tent, walking in and sitting down on his bed.
It stunk like Merle in here, like sweat, stale beer, and the faint tinge of weed. "We're gonna find you baby. I promise." I said to no one, finally breaking down and crying.
A/N: Short. Blah. I'll update tomorrow. Pinky Swear : )