Third Person's POV

"Dixon. You said Dixon. As in Daryl or-or Merle?" Sadie frantically questioned as the group climbed the staircase to the roof, more shots firing from above. "Merle Dixon." Andrea answered as they neared the door to the roof.

Then she paused and looked back at Sadie as the rest of the group flooded through the door to the roof. "How do you know Merle?" Andrea questioned, but Sadie wasn't listening anymore.

There was only one thing on her mind and nothing was going to slow her down from getting to him. Sadie ducked around Andrea and ran through the door.

"Hey, Dixon, are you crazy?" The man –Morales, Sadie had heard someone call him– shouted at Merle who stood on the ledge of the building with gun in hand. Sadie froze when she saw him, her breath catching in her throat. She couldn't believe it.

Merle laughed as he turned to face the group. "Hey! Y'all be more polite to a man with a gun!" Then he jumped down to the ground of the roof.

"Only common sense." He finished saying before he caught sight of Sadie. His eyes widened slightly in shock, just for a moment. "Well, I'll be damned." He muttered before he laughed loudly as Sadie ran to him.

"Uncle Merle!" She shouted and he scooped her up into his arms. "Little niece, we thought you was long dead." Merle spoke, laughing as they hugged. He couldn't believe she had actually survived, and Sadie was relieved beyond words to have finally found her family again.

"Where's Daddy? Is he okay?" Sadie questioned as Merle put her down in front of him. "Your daddy's just fine. None of these sumbitches able to kill him." Merle said, referring to the walkers, and Sadie couldn't describe how much weight lifted off of her, knowing that her dad was alive.

"Where is he?" Sadie questioned, a smile on her face. "He's out hunting, you know how he is." Merle answered and Sadie didn't reply. She was just so happy to find her uncle and soon her daddy.

It was quiet for a couple seconds until Glenn spoke up. "Daryl Dixon is your dad?" He questioned Sadie, who glanced back at him and nodded.

Then she walked over to Rick and hugged him around his waist, since she was only up to his mid-chest area in height. "Thank you for helping me find my family." She whispered to him. "Of course, Sadie. I'm really happy you did." He responded, laying his hands on her back, hugging her back.

As Sadie did this with Rick, T-Dog went over to Merle. "I'm glad you found your niece, but I still have to say something about what you were doing. You can't be wasting bullets – bullets we don't even have." T-Dog told him.

"It's bad enough I've got this taco-bender on my ass all day. Now I'm going to take orders from you? I don't think so, bro. That'll be the day." Merle said and Sadie looked over at him and sighed. She was glad to have found him, but she wished Merle could stop being a racist shit for just a few minutes.

"'That'll be the day?' You got something you wanna say to me?" T-Dog questioned. "Hey, T-Dog, just leave it. It ain't worth it." Morales told him before turning to Merle. "Hey, Merle, just relax, okay? We've got enough trouble." Morales said.

"You want to know the day?" Merle asked T-Dog. "Yeah." T-Dog answered. "I'll tell you the day, Mr. 'Yo'. It's the day I take orders from a nigger." Merle told him and T-Dog tried to punch Merle, but he ended up getting the butt of a shotgun to his face instead.

"Uncle Merle, that's enough." Sadie told him as he and T-Dog started fighting. Rick tried to break it up but Merle gave him a right-hook which knocked him down, and then he continued fighting T-Dog.

Sadie rushed to Rick's side as everyone started shouting at Merle to stop beating up T-Dog. "Rick, are you okay?" Sadie questioned, worried about him. "I'm fine." He answered, holding his jaw.

"I'm so sorry about him. He's an asshole, I know, but he's family. I can't help that." Sadie said and Rick nodded. "I understand, but he has to be stopped." He told her and Sadie nodded in agreement.

They looked over at the fight which had escalated to the point where Merle was above T-Dog's beaten up body, pointing a gun at his face. "No, no, no, please. Please." Andrea begged.

"Uncle Merle, do not do this." Sadie warned, walking over to him. So he didn't shoot him in the face. Instead, Merle just spat on T-Dog and rubbed it into his shirt.

"Yeah! All right! We're gonna have ourselves a little powwow, huh? Talk about who's in charge. I vote me. Anybody else?" Merle said, standing up, as the group pulled T-Dog away from him.

"Huh? Democracy time, y'all. Show of hands, huh? All in favour, huh? Come on. Let's see 'em. All in favour." Merle said, raising his hand. Morales was the first to raise his hand, followed by Glenn, Andrea, and the other woman Sadie didn't know the name of.

"Now that means I'm the boss, right? Yeah. Anybody else? Anybody?" Merle questioned. "Yeah." Rick said before hitting Merle with the butt of a gun, knocking him over, and handcuffing him to a metal pipe.

Then Rick held Merle up by his collar. "Who the hell are you, man?" Merle demanded. "Officer Friendly." Rick answered before grabbed a handgun and loading it.

"Look here, Merle. Things are different now. There are no niggers anymore. No dumb-as-shit, inbred white-trash fools either. Only dark meat and white meat. There's us and the dead. We survive this by pulling together, not apart." Rick told Merle, who didn't give even one shit about anything Rick was saying.

"Screw you, man." Merle said and Rick laughed quietly. "I can see you have a habit of missing the point." Rick said. "Yeah? Well, screw you twice." Merle responded.

"Ought to be more polite to a man with a gun. Only common sense." Rick repeated what Merle had said, cocking the gun and pressing it against the side of Merle's head.

Then he glanced over at Sadie, who was watching with wide eyes, scared. While she didn't believe that Rick would actually shoot Merle in the head, the situation was frightening her. She just got Merle back and though she knew he was a racist piece of shit, he was her uncle and she loved him.

"You wouldn't. You're a cop." Merle said. "Not anymore. I'm just a man looking for his wife and son. And anyone that gets in the way of that is gonna lose. The only reason I wouldn't pull this trigger is because of your niece. She's standing right there and she's told me about you. That despite you being an asshole, she loves you. You think about that." Rick said before rummaging through his pocket and pulling out a bag of cocaine.

"Got some on your nose there." Rick said before flicking his nose. "What are you gonna do? Arrest me?" Merle laughed until Rick went over to the ledge of the roof and threw the bag off the side. "Hey! What are you doing? Man, that was my stuff! Hey! If I get loose, you better pray – yeah, you hear me, you pig?" Merle shouted at Rick as he walked away to the other side of the roof.

"Yeah, your voice carries." Rick replied as Sadie fell into step beside him, with Morales following behind them. "I'm really sorry about him." Sadie apologized and Rick looked down at her and ruffled her hair.

"Not your fault, Kiddo." He responded and because it was him who said it, for the first time being called a kid didn't bother Sadie.

"And thank you for not shooting him. I know it seems like he deserves it sometimes – hell, most of the time – but I need him. My daddy needs him. He's family." Sadie spoke as they reached the other side of the roof. "I've dealt with people like him before. They're assholes, but they don't deserve to die." Rick responded and Sadie shot him a thankful smile.

That's when Morales caught up with them and stood to the side of Sadie. "You're not Atlanta P.D. Where you from?" Morales asked Rick. "Up the road a ways." Rick answered.

"Well, Officer Friendly and Little Dixon from up the road a ways, welcome to the big city." Morales told them and they looked out at the city, dirty and crawling with dead people.