AN: Hey guys, short little chapter, next chapter will be the big one. Let me know what you think:)
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Chapter 12
And when I'm gone, Who will break your fall?
Who will you blame?
I can't go on, And let you lose it all
It's more than I can take
Who'll ease your pain? Ease your pain
~Alterbridge~Watch over you
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"So, what are we gonna do about the fucking ghost over there?" Miller asked.
Miller, Paul and Perez were packing up there gear, getting ready to head back to the campsite for the night as Daryl and The Samurai chatted with other members of the run team.
"How do we know that's even fucking him? I mean it's a common name, it can't be him she saw the body" Perez said.
"Seriously dude? You call me a fucking dumbass..same name, uses a crossbow, friends with a dreadlocked samurai. It's gotta be fucking him. Ain't that many people left alive to be a coincidence, we have to tell him"Miller answered
Perez blew out a breath through his teeth. "And how do we know, they even wanna see her? You heard what she said, those assholes banished her, what if we tell them and they don't care? Or worse they want revenge for what she did, ain't no way any of those motherfuckers are touching her. She's suffered enough..." He stopped when Paul raised his hand and spoke.
"No ones going to fucking hurt her..don't you see? This is her second chance...not many people get that in life, she deserves this, I'll tell him, and if he doesn't care...his fucking loss"
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Daryl sat watching the fire, today had been a fucking close one. He'd been surprised when the group that had helped them out had invited them to camp with for the night. He figured what the hell, they seemed alright, they didn't need to help him and Michonne out.
The leader Paul and his two sidekicks were starting to creep him the fuck out though. They had been staring at him almost non stop, and they seemed to be in deep discussion continuously sneaking glances over at him. If they didn't fucking knock it off, there was soon going to be a problem.
"What the fuck is there problem?" He asked Michonne.
"Normally I might call you a paranoid redneck, but yeah they are acting pretty fucking weird." Michonne responded as they watched the three make their way to the small camp fire he and Michonne were sitting at.
"Mind if we sit down? We need to talk." The one named Paul asked. Daryl shrugged as the three settled around the fire with he and Michonne.
They were quiet for awhile Daryl felt exasperated muttered "Thought ya had something to say?"
Paul nodded "Yeah.. This ain't easy to say...we were a bit confused when we heard your name. My friend here's been calling you a ghost...care to explain to us how you rose from the dead?"
Daryl stared at the man in confusion "What the fuc..." He started and paused as realization hit him...Carol.
His chest started to heave and his hands started to shake "They alive?"He didn't recognize his own voice
"Yes they are..."
Daryl dropped his head to his hands, hiding his face, seeking a moment of privacy, hiding the tear trickling down his face. He felt Michonne place a hand on his back, he didn't really register it.
Carol was alive, he felt like he could breath again for the first time in months. He lifted his head up when he heard the one named Perez speaking.
"So you ain't answered our question...you a ghost? Why the fuck does she think your dead? why the fuck has she been crying in her sleep for months calling out your name? Why the fuck is she so freaking sad it hurts your fucking heart just to look at her.." He stopped when Paul put his hand on the mans arm.
"I think what Perez is trying to say is we don't want to see her hurt again, we know what happened,she told us everything, seems to me if she ain't going to be received all nice and friendly like, after y'all banished her..."
Daryl interrupted him "That was just Rick...he never told us what he planned on doing"
The youngest Miller spoke up "Yeah well we love Princess Asskicker but her Dad sounds like a total fucking dick."
Daryl let out a sound half sob, half laugh "Princess Asskicker?" He paused for a moment and continued on "She thought I was dead because the group, holding us prisoner, they took our belongings. One of them was wearing my poncho, when that hellhole burned to the ground. We found Tyreese, he's okay, told us what happened...what she thought. We've been looking for her ever since. Rick fucked up and he knows he did, they need to work it out. I would never hurt her...she's more than my best friend, she's my...she's my everything. I need her" he finished hoarsely.
Paul nodded getting up
"All right get your shit together and your head on straight we're leaving tommorrow, to go back, you're coming with us."
AN: next chapter will be reunion! I promise.
I am not sure if I have ever mentioned I am Canadian. I live just over an hour away from the city of Moncton. I am so shocked and saddened by what happened there today. RIP to the fallen officers.
Et ta valeur, de foi trempée, Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.
