It's been a few months since that night in the guard tower. We've been able to sneak away a couple times, getting to know a bit more about one another. We've also been able to keep our relationship under wraps, Maggie, Glenn & Rick the only one's we actually came out and told. Rick has been allowing more and more people to stay as we've come across them on runs. I've been killing walkers ever since that night in the guard tower as well, and getting better at taking them out and helping the group.
I sit at the table eating breakfast with some others. Daryl walks out of the prison and makes his way toward Carol whose cooking "Morning, Daryl." The Doctor we invited in 2 weeks before shouts out to him.
"What's up, Dr. S?" He shouts back.
"Morning, Daryl." Others call out to him. He looks to them all, as 2 others shout out to him "Morning, Daryl." All the while he avoids looking at me, something I've gotten used to now that we are surrounded by strangers.
I pack up the truck, going to help out on a run today. I put my bow in the truck bed, getting to be a pretty decent shot with it. Daryl keeps his slung across his shoulder as he packs up as well. I catch an eye of Beth kissing the cheek of a young boy whose smitten with her, or smitten with getting in her pants. "You gonna say goodbye?" He asks her as she struts away.
She calls back "Nope" and leaves him standing there. I smirk at them, happy not to be a teenager anymore.
"It's like a damn romance novel" Daryl snorts to the young boy. I chuckle and get onto the back of his bike, ready to get going.
I wait for everyone else to finish. When one of our new members walks over to us "Hey. I'd like to start pulling my weight around here" he says.
Sasha speaks back "Bob, it's only been a week."
He responds "that's a week worth of meals, a roof over my head. Let me earn my keep."
She shakes her head just a bit "you were out on your own when Daryl found you."
"That's right." He comments back cutting her off from saying anything more.
"I just want to make sure you know how to play on a team." She responds with her eyebrows raised.
Daryl comes over now, getting on the bike "we ain't gonna do it unless it's easy."
I add on "you know he was a medic in the Army."
"You a hell of a tough sell. You know that?" Bob smirks towards Sasha.
She sighs out "okay" and gestures her head to get in.
Daryl starts up the bike "let's go princess" he calls back, beginning to head out. We stop on the way down the courtyard, Michonne returned from looking for the governor. "Well, look who's back." He says stopping the bike to talk.
"Didn't find him." She informs us.
"Glad to see you in one piece." I comment with a smile, not liking the idea of her going off looking for him, especially on her own.
She nods back "I'm thinking of looking over near Macon." Rick gives her a look, she adds on "it's worth a shot.
Daryl comments "70 miles of walkers. You might run into a few unneighborly types. Is it?" She doesn't answer, considering he might be right "I'm gonna go check out the Big Spot. The one I was talking about, just seeing." He tells Rick about the last minute trip.
"Yeah, I got to go out and check the snares. I don't want to lose whatever we catch to the walkers." Rick responds to him.
"I'll go." Michonne steps up to come along with us.
Carl yells out to her "you just got here."
And she smiles back at him "and I'll be back" before walking off to get into the truck and head out with us. Daryl revs the engine of the motorcycle and we begin our way out again.
We drive straight through and pull up to the Big Spot store they previously found. I didn't go on the run when they found it, but he told me about it. We go up to the fence, Daryl explains to Bob "Army came in and put these fences up. Made it a place for the people to go. Last week when we spotted this place, there was a bunch of walkers behind this chain-link keeping people out like a bunch of guard dogs."
"So they all just left?" He asks, looking at the now empty parking lot.
"Give a listen." Sasha says.
"You drew 'em out." I comment after a moment, pointing out to the fence.
"Put a boom box out there three days ago. Hooked it up to two car batteries." Glenn explains to us, Sasha now smirking from behind him.
Daryl takes the lead "all right, let's make a sweep. Make sure it's safe. Grab what you can. We'll come back tomorrow with more people." We walk past the tents and equipment, keeping an eye all around "Come on." he nods us forward toward the store
Daryl bangs his elbow against the windows "just give it a second." he says.
"Okay, I think I got it." Beth's young boyfriend Zack says, leaning against the wall.
"Got what?" Michonne asks.
"I've been trying to guess what Daryl did before the turn." He tells her, moving to squat against the window next to Daryl.
"He's been trying to guess for like, six weeks." I chuckle, leaning myself against the wall where he was.
"Yeah, I'm pacing myself. One shot a day." Zack says.
Daryl nods "All right, shoot."
"Well, the way you are at the prison, you being on the council, you're able to track, you're helping people, but you're still being kind of... surly." Michonne and I look at each other chuckling. "Big swing here." He finally gets out "homicide cop."
Michonne starts laughing "what's so funny?" Daryl asks her, me next to her trying to hide my own laughter. It's not the answer he gave but the way Daryl responds to Michonne that got me chuckling.
"Nothing. It makes perfect sense." Michonne calms down and nods.
Daryl looks away "actually, the man's right. Undercover." He finally looks to him confirming his guess, his eyes stern.
"Come on, really?" He asks with wide eyes.
"Yep. I don't like to talk about it 'cause it was a lot of heavy shit, ya know?" He says seriously. I smirk at him and then Michonne, both of us know he's pulling the kids leg.
"Dude, come on, really?" He asks again excited he actually guessed it. Daryl looks at him, his hair in his face and the kid catches on "okay. I'll just keep guessing, I guess."
Daryl responds "yeah, yew keep doin' that."
Walkers begin to bang on the window, Daryl instantly stands up "we gonna do this, Detective?" I mock.
"Let's do it." He says back, getting his bow ready. I get mine up as well. I can't aim and shoot as quick as he can, but I can focus on one target then get the rest with a knife.
Tyreese drags a body out of the way and we wait "all right, we go in, stay in formation for the sweep." Sasha explains "after that, you all know what you're supposed to look for."
We all pile into the store, Daryl and I striking down the two walkers with our bows "nice shot" he says to me, taking both arrows out of their heads, handing me back mine.
"Learned from the best." I smirk back to him before going off to look for supplies. I grab medical supplies like bandages, peroxide, gauze and then make my way to feminine hygiene isle "damn, what I wouldn't give to be forever done with my period." I comment when Sasha walks back grabbing tampons and stuffing them into my bag.
"We can't ever catch a break" she laughs back with me shaking her head. A loud crash is heard throughout the entire building. Bottles smashed onto the floor. Sasha and I run to find what made the noise, worried what the sounds could draw in.
We get there just as Daryl stands up from checking underneath a shelf "what happened?" I ask wide eyed.
"Everyone's all right." He says back to me, before going to lift up the shelf.
Tyreese shouts out to the others "we're over in wine and beer."
Bob explains "I was moving fast, man. I drove right into the drinks."
"Man, you lucked out. If this thing had come down on you the wrong way-"Tyreese says back to him.
The ceiling breaks and a body falls out of it right above me. His foot hits me on the head but he' stopped mid air, dangling from his insides "Jesus!" I yell out, moving aside frightened.
"Yeah, uh, we should probably go now." Glenn says, his voice in a panic.
Daryl yells back "Bob's still stuck. Get him out of there." he goes to help.
"We'll get the others." Michonne says. We go to move but another body falls down, this time onto the floor. We spread out, as more and more fall like rain.
I move to the side, killing one with my knife as another comes towards me. I stab it through the eye. I go to move, to help kill more but one falls from the roof and on to me. "Damn it!" I shout out, trying to kick at it, to get it away from me. It lies across me vertically, scrambling to get at some flesh to eat. When it dropped on top of me, I dropped my knife, it must have glided off somewhere because I can't reach for it. It lays across my stomach, so I try and push it off of me before it can grab a hold of my arms and naw "Help!" I call out. Hoping someone is close by. An arrow flies into its head and it goes limp on top of me. I push it off, easier now that it won't struggle and spot my knife a few feet away. "Sadie, go!" He shouts out. I look to him and he's looking up, I look up and see a crashed helicopter falling down towards us, barely being held up by the roof.
"What about Bob?" I shout back to him. I stab 2 more, Zack shoots off rounds into some others around us. He yells at us to get Bob so I move quickly towards him. I pull at the legs of a walker crawling towards him and Daryl smashes it's brains in with his boot. I help lift the shelf with Zack and Daryl, before puling him out before they let it drop again.
"Let's get out of here!" Daryl shouts towards us. A piercing scream, one of our own echoes through the chaos. Zack is on the ground, a walker crawling on top of him.
"Zack!" I shout to try and help him, but Daryl holds me back, as the biter eats into his neck, a place we can not save.
Daryl pushes me forward "go! go!" and I run out with the others, just as the helicopter falls into the building crushing everything inside.