Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Chapter 110

Author's Note: Jes was bugging me that she'd find Martinez. Like the rest of the Governor's people I think he did what he thought he needed to do and was actually an alright guy. So please review!

Jes's POV:

Jes had spent three days a week in the five weeks a day looking for the Governor. On her way back from wherever she found her self, she would walk past the remains of Woodbury, past the pits, past the trails. She rarely stopped, rarely let herself live in the past. She would find the Governor one day and she'd kill him. Her and Michonne both went out on separate trails, Michonne for longer trips. She saw the movement near one of the pits, and knew it wasn't a walker. She grabbed her gun and got out of the vehicle and watched the figure. "You home sick Martinez?" she asked as she pointed the gun at him. "Hands up, throw it over."

Martinez threw his weapon over. "I could ask you the same thing, Sanchez."

"Where is he?" Jes asked.

"The Governor? Don't know, don't care," Martinez said. "How about lowering your gun, and we can have a conversation, I got beer. It's warm, nothing like Woodbury."

"How about I keep my gun, and we still have that beer," Jes said.

"That works. You saw what he did?" Martinez asked.

"You want to be a little bit more specific Martinez? Did I see what you all did when you brought a bunch of kid soldiers to take control of the prison? Or did I see what he did to Milton by stabbing him and left in a locked room with Andrea to kill her? Or did I see that whole massacre on the side of the road? Noticed you and Shumpert weren't among those. You're here, guess Shumpert wasn't strong enough to survive," Jes said as she sat down on the couch of his trailer.

"He got careless near the pits," Martinez answered. "We left him that night, packed up in the middle of the night and left him with just a tent and a weapon."

"Didn't think to kill him?" Jes asked as she took the beer.

Martinez sat down next to her. "What would that do? Let him live to think about what he's done."

Jes opened the beer and shook her head. "Men like that don't regret things. He's alive, he's thinking about how to get revenge on you, me, Merle, everyone at the prison. Yeah, he may let it stew for a bit, get away from here for a bit. But men like him, crazy smooth talkers, thrive in a world like this. There are people looking for someone to make them feel safe, that'll be ready to believe the lies that come off his tongue. That's why he don't get to live Martinez," Jes told him.

"You thinking that I need to die now to Sanchez?" the man asked.

Jes eyed the man. "You asking me to kill you Martinez?"

"No, just wondering why you were wondering around this area," he stated.

"I was hunting the Governor. I'm always hunting the Governor. No one in that prison is going to be safe until he's dead," Jes answered.

"So you're doing this for them? For Dixon?" Martinez questioned as he looked at her.

"There's four Dixon's in that prison," Jes answered. "Martinez you saw what he did to Maggie. You didn't see what he did to Merle's sister. I didn't think she was going to make it. So, I made a decision, Martinez. A decision based on right and wrong. People in this world they survive by losing there humanity, or they survive by finding it. The group at the prison, well they survive by keeping a bit of there humanity. They kill those that endanger the people they care about, but they try to help. Not in the way that the Governor did, they don't expect people to go play gladiator in a ring full of walkers," she said as she looked straight at him.

"You know Sanchez, I forgot how annoying you can be," Martinez stated. "So they opened there arms to you and Dixon after everything that happened? Isn't Grimes the one that Dixon always bitched about getting even with for leaving him on the roof in Atlanta? Along with that Chinese kid he beat up on?"

"Glenn's Korean," Jes corrected him. "And there's some growing period going on. But since Rick and Jewel got together. Jewel's a Dixon right down to the attitude, so Merle is behaving. Sort of."

"Was he behaving when he beat the hell out of me when we were waiting for Michonne?" Martinez asked.

"Considering that the Governor ordered you to kill anyone that showed up, what was he going to do, show up and shake your hand? You're lucky he didn't kill you. If it was me, you and I wouldn't be having this conversation," Jes told him.

"We had our orders. Nobody went against the Governor," Martinez answered.

Jes laughed. "Yeah, until they did right? The man was a few crackers short of a gingerbread house. You believed him because it was safety, because you wondered how you would survive with out him. Those heads he always demanded us to bring back? He kept them in a freakin' fish tank. A man like that has a very short fuse, as you saw. He's out there right now, lookin' for another group of scared survivors, looking for another Woodbury. And, when he gets them to trust them Martinez, you think he's not going to be lookin' for some sort of revenge against the people that left him? Your head, my head, all those heads at the prison, they'd make good trophies wouldn't they?"

Martinez looked at her. "You think he'd try to do this again?"

"Well it took almost a year for everyone to figure out he was a nut case, so what do you think if he puts on the Governor face again?" Jes asked. "Look I'm not going to ask you and the few rag tag people around to come back to the prison. I'm thinking that would get me kicked out on my ass. But what I'm asking you is that you kill that man on sight. That you remember what he did to people he said he was trying to protect. Remember why you abandoned him. I don't got to worry about you showing up to the prison do I? Cause I will kill you., and I will give the order for anyone else to do the same if we see the top of your head."

"You aint got to worry about me, that was the Governor's fight," Martinez said as she got up.

"Thanks for the beer," she said as she walked out.

Joey and Rick's POV:

Joey arched an eyebrow as he followed the man out in the woods. "So you gonna shoot me?"

Rick looked at him. "Shoot you? Now what would give you the idea that I would shoot you?"

"I've had my run in with a few over protective fathers before all this. I'd probably be dead if any of them had guns," Joey stated. "And I know you aren't a hunter, and you asked me to come out here with you, I'm pretty sure you don't want to hunt."

Rick stepped forward. "Do I got a reason to shoot you Joey?"

"Don't know, do you?" Joey asked as he stood toe to toe with the man.

"Have you done anything to hurt my daughter?" Rick asked.

"Do I need to remind you she's hit me twice in ten years and you're worried about Summer hurting me?" Joey asked.

Rick tried to smirk. "Good point. See, I'm not used to boys..men Joey, because you aren't a teenager. In the real world if you came knocking around my daughters door before she was seventeen and I even thought you touching her, I'd have you in jail for statutory rape."

"You were a cop. Damn, now that's not something I ever thought a Dixon would do, marry a cop," Joey shook his head in disbelief.

"Deputy Sheriff actually," Rick answered.

Joey laughed. "Alright, Sherriff, I would never hurt Summer. She came to me yesterday and asked for a cigarette when she found out her mom was pregnant. I didn't give it to her. She was just acting out, trying to make you guys hurt."

"So she asked you for a cigarette?" Rick asked.

"Yeah, it's not like she could go kissing me now could it?" Joey asked. "I get it that you care about her, I'm real glad her mom and she found you."

Rick looked at him. "So the whole speech I prepared to give you, I can just put away?"

"Oh please, I'd like to hear it," Joey assured him.

"You know I know I'm pretty well sure that I'm not supposed to like you even a little bit. I'm pretty sure that I'm supposed to see you as a danger to my teenage daughter. So I'm pretty sure this is where I tell you that if you even cross a line, think about crossing a line, or hurt her in any way, I will push you out of the gate myself, without a weapon. You get me?" Rick asked.

"I get you," Joey said.

"I'm not going to pretend I'm stupid, Joey, cause I'm not. I know that it's possible that living in close proximity, something may develop. But the fact that she is still to young to get seriously involved still remains. I want her to be a normal teenager, as much as she can be. She's been through a lot, we all have. I know you lost some of your childhood in this, and that I'm sorry for," Rick said.

"Lost it way before then," Joey told him.

"Alright, but can you understand why I want to do the best I can to give her what little bit of being a teenager that I can, right?" Rick asked.

"Yeah, I understand. Like I said glad her mom found you. You know Summer's scared about this baby?" Joey asked as he turned and stabbed a stray walker. "Think we should keep moving."

"Not a bad idea," Rick said as he started walking with him. "I know she is, so is Carl, so am I. So is everyone that was here when we lost Lori when she had Judy."

"Can't assure her everything will be alright, there's no guarantees," Joey told him.

Rick looked at him. "Really do you have to be so damn logical? You are making it hard for me to dislike you."

"I am sure I'll give you reason at some point," Joey told him.

"I'm sure you will," Rick assured him. "The best I can do, any of us can do is try. I'm sure between Daryl, Merle, Mar, Summer, Carl and me, Jewel's going to be tired of us babying her. We were on the run for most of Lori's pregnancy, so we're all going to baby her. I just need to know that Summer is going to be alright. That she has people around her that is going to look out for her."

"I'm part of this family you're making aren't I? Then I don't have to say it," Joey told him.

TBC