Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Chapter 5

AH reviews! Love reviews. See you review and I write faster (well I had more time this weekend but we'll go with the reviews.) I'm loving all the love I'm getting from this story. Now a little of Summer's POV. I personally can see a 15 year old telling Lori off. I also changed a little bit of the conversation around so it would fit Jewel and Summer being there. It all happened just a little different.

Summers POV:

Shane looked at Rick. "What guns?"

"Six shotguns, two high-powered rifles, over a dozen handguns. I cleaned out the cage back at the station before I left. I dropped the bag in Atlanta when I got swarmed. It's just sitting there on the street, waiting to be picked up," Rick told them.

"Ammo?" the other man asked.

"Seven hundred rounds, assorted," Rick answered.

"You went through hell to find us. You just got here and you're gonna turn around and leave?" Lori asked.

"Dad, I don't want you to go," Carl told his father.

Lori sighed. "To hell with the guns. Shane is right. Merle Dixon? He's not worth one of your lives, even with guns thrown in. Tell me. Make me understand," she told Rick.

Summer had came up right in the middle of the conversation. "Mind sayin' that a little bit louder Mrs. Grimes? I don' think my uncle and mom heard you," she told the older woman. Summer bit a piece of skin off her thumb and shook her head.

"Summer…it's not what…I mean," Lori said as she stood up.

"You said what you mean. I had a good friend, Jane, that always said you want to know what people think of you, listen to 'hat they say about you behind your back," she told the other woman. "You don't like my Uncle, I get that. Hell, my mother can't stand him half the time. Don't you think we all know that if Uncle Merle and Daryl couldn' hunt or my mother didn't have the first aid kits, or me, you all wouldn't 'ave let them stay in camp," Summer told them.

Shane and Lori exchanged glances. "Summer it's nothing' against you or your mother, you have to know that," Shane told the teen.

"Last name is Dixon, we come from the same gene pool," Summer said.

Rick nodded. "I'm going back, Summer, we'll bring him back. You don't have to worry about that."

Summer looked at him. "Don't promise something' you can't guarantee. Even if you get to him, he's gonna be pissed and ready for blood. I just came up to see if I could take Carl down with Sophia, Mitch and Luke down to the lake."

"You need any help keeping' an eye on all those youngsters?" Kaden asked.

"Armstrong," Shane warned.

"No, unless you're gonna offer yourself up as walker bait?" Summer asked.

Rick tried not to laugh. "I don' see why not. Dale can keep an eye on you guys, from the RV. You got a weapon?" he asked the teen.

Summer looked at him as if that was the dumbest question in the world before producing two large hunting knives. "Also got my cross bow in my tent I can get," she told him.

"I don't know if it's such a good idea," Lori said.

"Is it such a good idea for a boy to be listenin' to his parents argue about doin' the right thing?" Summer asked. "Mitch, Luke come on let's go see if we can catch some dinner!"

Two young blond boys come running out of a car. "What are we tryin' to catch?" the older one asked.

"Don't know let's see what's out there," Summer said. "So can Carl come or not?"

Lori sighed. "Alright," she said as she gave Rick a look before going to the RV.

"Come on guys! Sophia's waiting for us," Summer said as she walked away with the three boys.

Jewel's POV:

Jewel bent down beside Daryl as he packed some things. "I know what our big brother was planning'," she told him.

Daryl looked at her then back to his bag. "Don't know 'at your talkin' about."

"Don't even try lying. Merle was planning' on robbing this camp blind and talkin' you into helping'. Only reason he hadn't done it yet was because he couldn' figure out a way to try to get me to go along with it," Jewel told him.

"You know how Merle is, means nothing' by it," Daryl told her. "All talk no action," he said as he bit the skin off his thumbnail.

"Would you stop that? Summer's pickin' up that nasty habit from you," Jewel told him.

Daryl huffed as he spit out the skin. "Sorry, I'll keep an eye out for a manicure kit when I'm in town," he told his sister.

Jewel shook her head. "I'm not sayin' what they did was right, but you said it yourself, you know how Merle is. You know exactly what happened. He took drugs with him."

"You checked his stash?" Daryl questioned.

"The one I know 'bout. I do have a teenager to worry 'bout," Jewel reminded him. "I knew there 'as gonna be trouble before they got back. Merle's mouth needs to be sewed shut when he's high," she told him. "Daryl, I don't want to lose another brother. You need to come back, even if it means leavin' Merle. Do you understand me? I can't do this alone," she insisted.

Daryl kissed his sisters' head. "I'm comin' back and I'm bringin' Merle back," he assured her.

"So what happens if he does come back? You think he's not gonna plot some revenge?" Jewel asked her older brother. "He's probably thinking' of ways to kill everyone now."

Daryl sighed. "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," he told her. "You got the gun? In case something' happens while we're gone."

Jewel nodded. "Yeah, I got my gun. Runnin' low on ammo," she told him. "Let me get you a first aid kit," she said as she stood up and went to her tent. "Oh Kaden Armstrong was snoopin' around while you were out huntin."

Daryl looked at her. "Is that why there's a nice new knife hole in the front of your tent?"

"Yep," Jewel answered. "Summer wasn' around, if you were worried."

"Maybe he should come with me, lookin' for Merle," Daryl said.

Jewel tried not to laugh. "As appealing as that idea is, he does have his two brothers' to look after. And, we both know that's why we haven't killed him yet," she told him as she fixed a small first aid kit. "Take and fill an extra canteen of 'ater, he's going to be dehydrated, most likely seein' things. Don't let 'im drink to fast, he'll cramp up."

"Yes Dr. Dixon," Daryl teased as he adjusted his arrows. "Summer get your but over here and give me a hug before I go!"

Summer walked over and hugged him. "Come back safe?"

Daryl looked down at the five foot two teen. "You know only a Dixon can kill a Dixon."

Summer nodded. "Doesn' mean I'm not gonna worry til you get back."

"Well of course, your gonna worry about me, I'm your favorite Uncle," he teased as he kissed the top of her forehead. "Take care of your momma while I'm gone."

"Always do, and if you happen to find a chocolate bar while your out, then we'll talk about you bein' my favorite Uncle," Summer said with a laugh as she went into the tent to get her bow and arrows.

"Stay in sight of the RV and Dale," Jewel warned her daughter.

"Got it," she answered as she went out.

Daryl and Jewel walked to the rest of the group. "Let's get this show on the road," Daryl told Rick.

Shane looked at Rick. "So could you just throw me a bone here man? Could you just tell me why? Why you would risk your life for a douche bag like Merle Dixon."

Jewel and Daryl both looked at him. "Hey choose your words more carefully," Daryl warned him.

Shane looked at Daryl. "No, I did. Douche bag is what I meant. Merle Dixon…the guy that wouldn't give you a glass of water if you were dying of thirst."

"What he would or wouldn't do doesn't interest me. I can't let a man die of thirst….me. Thirst and exposure. We left him trapped like an animal caught in a trap. That's no way for anything' to die, let alone a human bein'," Rick told Shane as he cast a glance at Jewel.

"I gave Daryl an extra canteen, for Merle. Told him not to let him drink to fast," Jewel told him.

"So you and Daryl that's your big plan?" Lori questioned.

Rick turned and looked at Glenn.

"Oh come one, you got to be kidding me," Glenn said.

"You know the way, you've been there before…in and out, no problem. You said it yourself, it's not fair for me to ask, I know that. But I'd feel a lot better with you along, and I know Lori would too," he said.

Shane shook his head. "That's just great, now you're going to risk three men?"

"He wouldn't have had to risk any if you had listened to me in the first place Shane, because I sure the hell wouldn't have needed to be handcuffed to a roof," Jewel pointed out as she stared at him point blank.

"Four," T Dog said.

Daryl huffed. "Well my day just keeps getting' better and better, don't it?" he asked.

"You see anyone else steppin' up to save your brother's cracker ass?" T Dog asked.

"Really? That makes you any better then Merle?" Jewel asked as she crossed her arms.

"Why you?" Daryl asked.

"You wouldn't even begin to understand, you don't speak my language," T Dog told him.

"Look once again, I can go, Dale can watch over Summer," Jewel offered.

"No, we're not havin' that conversation again," Daryl said. "Come on let's go," he said as he got in the van.

Jewel sighed. "Be careful all of you," she told them as she stepped up to Rick. "Bring that one back, please?" she asked as she nodded toward Daryl.

"I'll do my best," Rick said.

Jewel squeezed his hand. "Thanks…" she said. "I'm going to go check on Summer and the kids."

"Isn't Summer a kid?" Lori asked as she saw the exchange between the two of them.

"Right, you go ahead and lunk her in being a kid. I'm sure you remember what it's like to be a 15 year old girl," Jewel told the other woman as she walked off.