Walking Dead: Hidden Fortunes

Chapter 17 of my Walking Dead story, enjoy.

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Chapter 17

Becca smiled slightly as she finished checking herself in the mirror. Presumably for situations just like this, a classy date in a classy restaurant, Shel had convinced her to keep at least one outfit from her 'popular' days and that was what she wore now. A black button up blouse with a black short pencil skirt, topped off with thigh-high stockings and knee high boots. It offered a rather interest contrast to her nose ring and dyed hair, but otherwise it looked pretty good.

'It's almost perfect, just need...one more thing, like David asked.' She thought to herself.

So, still smiling she grabbed the last few things she'd need and left her room, making her way downstairs and into the living room where Shel was sitting.

"Becca..."

Becca shook her head. "We discussed this last night Shel, I'm going on this date. You're just being paranoid."

"I'm not Becca, I know what I'm talking about." Shel insisted.

"Oh, how then, how do you know they have some sort of dirty little scheme?" Becca challenged.

Shel glared and stood up. "I heard them okay, they were discussing it, planning it and I heard them."

"You mean you spied on my boyfriend?" Becca gasped. "Oh my God Shel, that is just..."

"If it exposes how dangerous he is and it keeps you safe-"

"Safe from what, there isn't any danger, you're just imagining things, for all you know, they were talking about something completely different." Becca shot back.

Shel shook her head, it was clear Becca wasn't going to listen to reason.

Taking Shel's silence as meaning she finally saw Becca's point, Becca turned her attention back to what she needed. But as she approached the fireplace she stopped, the brooch wasn't there, wasn't sitting where it usually was.

"Shel, where's mom's brooch?" She asked worriedly.

Shel sighed sadly. "I don't know, it's gone."

Becca paused worriedly. "You're sure...I mean, given what we were just arguing about, I'd hate to think-"

"Then don't think it." Shel replied. "I don't know where it is, okay, it's gone, but I'll try and find it."

"Urgh, that'll take too long, David asked me to wear it tonight on our date." Becca explained.

"I'm sorry Becca, maybe the next date?" Shel offered.

Hearing the knock at the door, Becca brightened up. "Sure, alright, thanks Shel."

Shel could only watch sadly as Becca hurried to answer the door, and there was David Reid, clad in a dark red button-up shirt, black pants and dress shoes, smiling warmly and pulling Becca into a soft kiss. Parting he looked up at Shel and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'll have her back before midnight." He remarked.

Becca laughed, smacking his chest. "David."

With that they left and Shel sat back down, sighing. She wanted to believe Becca was right, that what she heard was about something else entirely, that she was just being paranoid. But she couldn't shake the horrible feeling that she was in fact right, that something terrible was going to happen.

Leaving the house Becca and David quickly got into David's car and drove away.

"So um...I know I haven't said where we're going. I wanted to surprise you." He explained. "But I think you'll like it."

Becca smiled softly. "I'm sure I will; but I must admit, I've been here longer than you. I wonder how you plan to surprise me?"

David chuckled at that. "You'll see."

She soon got her answer when David arrived and parked his car. Her eyes widened; they had just arrived at the brand new restaurant that had opened just two days ago. It was a classic restaurant, with reasonable prices, even though she knew he could afford more, he still choose a place like this.

"Wow, this is..." Becca gasped.

David nodded. "See, told you. Let's go."

She agreed and soon they were heading into the restaurant. Before long they were at their seats and had given their orders. As they sat waiting, Becca noted that David seemed perturbed by something, biting her lip she wondered what it could be.

"So, um, are you..." She began.

He quickly replied. "Huh, oh, sorry, I was just thinking about something. So, I'm already looking forward to this, are you?"

I grinned and replied cheerfully. "You bet, I can't wait."

Sure enough, at that moment, the food arrived and they soon began to eat.

Some time later, the two had finished their meal, paid for it and were heading back out to David's car, getting in the driver's seat.

"Wow, David, this was amazing, I can't believe we actually had this chance." She was saying.

David smiled. "Yeah, I know...it was incredible."

As they got in, David stooped for a moment as if to check something, before climbing into the driver's seat.

"Everything okay?"

He nodded. "Yeah it's fine, I just...needed to grab this."

Before Becca could respond he grabbed her and she felt a sharp pain in her arm. She briefly saw a syringe of some sort in his hand before everything spun and slowly went black. Once Becca went limp in her seat, David quickly searched her, in cased he missed it, but he hadn't, she didn't have it.

"Fuck." He hissed. 'She was supposed to be wearing the brooch, I pretty much steered her into wanting to wear it. So why isn't she, urgh, and now I've already knocked her out, no choice.'

So he began to drive away, following his parents plan, regardless of the setback. His mother had been in the pawn shop when Becca's sister had sold several items belonging to their late parents, had seen the brooch and recognized it, unlike Becca and Shel, or the pawn shop owner, she knew the brooch's true worth, not the brooch itself, but rather, what was 'inside'. They needed to get it for themselves, the plan being to have David date Becca, convince her to wear the brooch on their date, drug her and take the brooch while leaving her somewhere to be found. Then they could disappear and collect what they were due elsewhere. But now it looked like things had got a lot more complicated.

Waking up from her drug induced slumber Becca tensed, startled and terrified when she found she couldn't see, or move. It soon became clear to her she was blindfolded and tied up. To her relief she was still in her clothes.

"MMMMM!" She called out, her terror building as she realized she was also gagged.

Then she heard a woman's voice. "Quiet you stupid brat."

"So, she's awake now?" A man's spoke up.

Both voices were familiar and when she heard the third voice she realized it was much worse than she thought.

"Yeah, and she doesn't have the brooch, which means we need to...try something else." It was David and the other two were his parents.

They were still talking as Becca took all this in, shock, horror and shame filling her as she realized that she had been duped. That they were, for some reason, after her mother's brooch and most notably, Shel had been right all along.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.