A/N This chapter is shorter than I normally write but its just kind of setting the stage for this story, which will have many different twists and turns and will follow our favorite couples METH and CARYL with the rest of our little dysfunctional family.
Merle ran after the car that had taken Beth, but it was in vain. He knew that he had to find her, but the bullet wound on his side and so far the thing wasn't infected and he knew that if infection set in then he wouldn't be good for her or anybody else. Merle screamed in frustration. He had just found her, really found her. They had became friends at the prison, but his feelings for her had been growing and changing for a while and he knew her's had too last night. "Fuck!" How could she be taken from him just like that. Merle stomped off toward the house that was going to be their refuge, he knew it wasn't safe there someone had found it and taken Beth and had seen him so they could come back and try to finish him off, but he needed the supplies that was in the house, food, water, and clothes.
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Beth was disoriented and scared, but she was trying not to cry because that would cause dehydration and she was already hot and sweating locked in the trunk of the car. She didn't know what to do. She had been cooking lunch for her and Merle when someone walked into the house and took her. She had heard Merle scream for her but it was too late, she had already been kidnapped. She prayed that he would find her, surely the moment they had had the night before was enough to make him want to save her. Beth fought back the urge to sob when she felt the car stop. They had arrived somewhere that scarred her. Questions roared in her head, "Where am I? Who took me? Are they going to kill me or worse? Is Merle okay? What if someone was left there to kill him?"
The trunk of the car was opened suddenly and let the sunlight stream in which blinded Beth, when she was able to see she was looking at a man in his late thirties wearing a whit t-shirt and ripped jeans. He grabbed Beth roughly by the arm and jerked her out of the trunk, her right shoulder made a horribly popping sound. Beth screamed, her captor had just dislocated her shoulder. "Shut the fuck up, I already fucked your shoulder up and the boss won't be happy if I miss that pretty little face of your up too, Cunt." The man snarled at her. Beth held in her whimper of fear as he began to tie her hands in front of her, gag her and blindfolded her.
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Merle went up starts and grabbed Beth's backpack, he shoved a new pair clothes in it and headed toward the bathroom, where he grabbed bandages and antibiotic salve to treat his bullet wound, when he heard the front door open. "Good they were stupid enough to send someone after me." Merle thought with a feral grin. He stepped lightly into the hallway and hid in the shadows. They didn't know who they was a messing with. Merle Dixon was one of the best hunter's and tracker's in Georgia.
Nathan didn't waste any preamble he headed up the stairs taking them two at a time. He Jimmy's look-out and he knew that he needed to finish the dumb redneck off soon. They had trapped others at the house that appeared not to have been touched by the end of the world. Normally people never went back in the house, they wondered out into the woods where he would take the others and either kill them or take them back.
"The stupid fuck isn't even trying to be quite." Merle thought sneering into the shadows of where he was hiding. Nathan got to the top landing and threw open the bathroom door. Merle brought the but of his gun down, knocking the man out. He tied him up downstairs in the large coat closet in the living room. He was going to have fun with the bastard then gut him like a damn pig and then he was going to get his angel back and never let her out of his sight.