Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Chapter 66

Author's Note: Those reviews are making me giddy! Keep them coming! Don't forget to check out links on my profile for pictures based on the story. My friend is putting them together I love her so much! So Jewel's has had no one to verbally spar at since Shane, so she's getting her kicks in with Tomas while she can. And Rick knows her well enough not to hush her. And Daryl, well he's back up with cross bow. It always did bother me that Rick didn't feel some compassion for them not going on with the world, he did wake up in a coma! Well that's why we have Jewel.

Daryl pointed his cross bow at the five prisoners as T held his gun on them as they walked into the main area. "That's far enough," Daryl warned.

"Cell Block C cell four that's mine gingo let me in," Tomas told him.

Daryl looked at him with his icy stare. "Well today's your lucky day, fellas. You've been pardoned by the state of Georgia, you're free to go."

"I'll even go in and get all your stuff for you," T told them.

"What's going on in there?" Thomas demanded. "That Bitch kneed me in held a knife to my throat, kind of owe her something."

Daryl gave a small snort. "She doesn't make threats easily. You'll wind up with that knife in the middle of your skull if you make one move. What's going on in there aint none of your concern," he informed them.

Thomas pulls a gun from his pocket. "The Bitch should have checked me better. Had two guns. Don't you be telling me what's my concern."

The big black man looked at them. "They call me Big Tiny. Chill man, dude's leg is messed up. Besides we're free now, what are we doing still here?"

"Man's got a point," Daryl told him.

Another man nodded. "Oscar. I got to check on my old lady."

Thomas looked at the other prisoner's then at Daryl. "Group of civilian's break into a prison you've got no business being in, tells me there aint no place for us to go!" he yelled at them.

"Why don't you just go on and find out?" Daryl told him.

The man with a mustache looked at him. "Maybe we should be going now," he said.

"Hey we aint leaving!" Tomas told them.

"Well you aren't coming in here either," T Dog told him as he pointed his gun at him.

"Hey this is my house, my rules, I go where I damn well please!" Tomas informed them.

Jewel rolled her eyes as she came out with Rick. "You've heard the saying finder keepers, loser weepers? See we're the finder's, we found the prison, we found you, which makes us the winners. You're the loser's, you don't get to come in here and tell us what you're going to do. Put down the gun," she said as she lifted her knife. "Give me a reason to do it," she begged.

Rick walked forward. "Hey, hey, hey. Everyone relax. You'll be dead before you even aim that gun," he told Tomas.

Tomas glared at Jewel then at Rick. "How many of you are there?"

"More then you can handle," Rick answered. "You don't put that down right now, I'm going to step out of the way which is going to give my wife the signal to throw that knife. She's not going to miss. Not at this distance. You are going to be dead, and I'll deal with these other gentlemen."

Tomas laughed at him. "She may have gotten me close up, but she aint going to be able to hit me with that knife."

Daryl and T both shook there head. "See that sign over there?" T asked.

"Yeah? So?" Tomas asked.

Jewel took out another one of her knife eyed it momentarily and threw it causing the sign to fall. She turned. "Next one's your head and you're a bigger target."

"Tomas just put it down," the mustached man said again.

Tomas looked at him and dropped the gun. "You rob a bank or something? Why didn't you take him to a hospital?" he asked as Jewel went to retrieve her knife and the gun.

"How long have you guys been in the cafeteria?" Jewel asked as she came back.

Tomas looked at her. "About ten months."

Jewel looked at Rick. "Since the beginning," she said.

The man who called himself Big Tiny spoke next. "A riot broke out, never seen anything like it," he said.

"Attica on speed," the mustached man said as he looked at the survivors.

The young black man spoke. "Ever heard about dudes going cannibal, dying, coming back to life? Crazy," he said as he didn't believe it.

T, Jewel, Daryl and Rick exchanged glances. "Yeah we might have heard something about it," T answered.

"One guard looked out for us, locked us up in the cafeteria, told us to sit tight, threw me the two pistols, told us to sit tight said he'd be right back," Tomas informed them.

"That was 292 days ago," Big Tony told him.

"Actually 294 days according to my…" the mustached man started to explain.

"Shut up!" Tomas told the other man.

"Hey, none of that, it's still not to late for me to put this through your skull," Jewel warned as she held out the knife. "It's actually 295 days when the first report came through."

"We were expecting the National Guard, the Army anyone to show up any day," Big Tiny told them.

"There's no Army," Rick told them.

Tomas looked at the group. "What do you mean?"

"There's no government, no army, no police. It's all gone," Rick informed them.

"For real?" the mustached man asked.

"Hospitals and government were the first to fall, probably this prison too," Jewel told them.

"What about my moms?" Big Tiny asked.

The quiet black man walked forward. "My kids? My old lady? You got a cell phone we can use to call our families?"

Daryl looked at them. "You don't get it do you?" he asked.

Jewel placed her hand on Rick's shoulder. "Remember they've been locked up since the beginning, remember what you felt like when you woke up alone in the hospital," she whispered. She turned her attention to the mustached man. "What's your name? I'm not talkin' to that one," she said as she nodded toward Tomas.

"Axel," the mustached man answered.

Jewel nodded. "There's no phones, no computers, no government," she told them.

Rick nodded. He gave an appreciative glance at his wife. "From what we can tell half the population is wiped out, maybe more."

The group of prisoners' looked at each other. "Aint no way," Tomas answered.

"See for yourself," he told them as he nodded to the court yard. "You all first," Rick told them. "I understand how confused you all must be, when this all started happening, I was in a coma. Woke up in the hospital confused and disoriented," he explained as the prisoner's opened the door to the courtyard.

"Darn the sun feels good!" Oscar exclaimed as he walked out into the sun.

"Good lord they're all dead," Axel said as he walked around in a daze.

"Never thought I'd be so happy to see those fences," Tomas said.

The small black man turned around. "You never said, how the hell did you get in here anyway."

"Cut a whole in the fence over by the guard tower," Dale explained.

"That easy huh?" Tomas asked as he turned around.

Jewel shrugged. "We had a will, so there was a way," she answered.

"Easy for you to say," the small black man answered.

Big Tiny poked one of the bodies with a stick. "So what is this like a disease?"

Jewel nodded. "Yeah, but we're all infected," she told them.

"What do you mean infected? Like Aids or something?" Axel asked.

Jewel shook her head. "No, not everyone is infected with Aids. We all carry this thing inside of us. If Daryl was to shoot you in the chest, you'd come back as one of those things."

"I can demonstrate if you want me too," Daryl told him.

T nodded. "Head shots the only way to stay dead or kill them," he told them.

Tomas walked over to them. "Aint no way this Robin's Hood cast's responsible for all killing all these freaks," he said.

"You'd be surprised what we can do when we set our mind to it," Jewel told him.

"Must be fifty bodies out here," Andrew told them.

Tomas turned and looked at Rick. "Where you guys come from?"

"Atlanta," Rick answered as he kept his hand on his gun.

"Where are you headed?" Tomas asked.

"No where for now," Rick answered as he kept his eye on him.

"I guess you could take that area down there near the water. Should be comfortable," Tomas said.

Jewel glanced at Rick as she fingered her knife. "We aint leaving."

"We're using that field for crops," Rick told the Hispanic man as he stood eye to eye to him.

"We'll help you move your gear out," Tomas told him.

"That won't be necessary," Rick told the other man.

"Slow down cowboy," Tomas told him.

"You came in here snatched the locks off our doors," Andrew told them.

"We can get you more locks, help you move out YOUR belongings," Jewel told them.

"This is our prison, we were here first," Tomas told them.

"Locked in a broom closet?" Rick asked. "We took it back, set you free, it's ours."

"You saw what happened with our friend, we may lose him. We spilled blood getting' this prison and we're keeping it," Jewel said.

T nodded. "We aint got a problem ending you all right now. We have no bonds with you."

"I have personal belongings' in there, that's about as mine as it gets!" Tomas told them.

"We can work this out," Axel told them.

"I don't see that happening," Tomas told them.

"Neither do I," Rick answered.

"I'd just back off right now before I put an arrow in your ass," Daryl warned as he aimed at his cross bow.

Jewel looked at Tomas. "Look around, you're out gunned and we are going to win this. So I'd suggest you back off. Now," she warned as she fingered her knife.

"I'm not going back to the cafeteria, not another moment," Tomas told them.

"There are other cell blocks," Axel told them.

"You could leave, try your luck out on the road," Daryl told them.

"If these three pussies and the bitch can do all this, at least we can take another cell block," Tomas told them.

Jewel glared at him. "You so are walkin' a very thin line here," she warned him.

"With what weapons?" Big Tiny asked.

"Atlanta here will spot us some weapons, won't you boss?" Tomas asked.

Rick looked at him. "This cafeteria how stocked is it? Five guys lasting almost a year, must be pretty stocked."

"Sure as hell doesn't look like anyone is starving," Daryl told him.

Jewel nodded. "They stocked the cafeteria's at the hospitals when they were preparing' for lock down. I can imagine that they'd do the same here."

Tomas glanced at her. "There's only a little bit left."

"We'll take half. Then we'll help you clear out the cell block," Rick told him.

"Didn't you hear him? There's only a little bit left," Andrew told them.

Jewel gave a smirk. "Well, from where I'm standin' you don't have a lot of choices."

Rick nodded. "You'll pay, we play. We'll clear out a block for you, then you keep to it."

"Alright," Tomas answered.

Jewel watched them. "One thing, if we see you near our people, we aren't gonna hesitate to kill you."

"She's right, we catch a scent of you, I will kill you," Rick informed him.

"Deal," Tomas agreed.

Jewel glanced at Rick. "Do you mind handelin' the pantry by yourself? I want to go check on Hershel."

Rick nodded as he squeezed her hand. "Go, we won't be long," he told her as he kissed her softly.

TBC