Game over

My car has a fucking face

Dean ran to Axel, "hey, Argo!!"

"Yes, Dean?"

"My car has a fucking face!!!"

Axel was surprised to have heard these words come out of Dean's mouth, "do you have a fever, Dean?"

"No, I do not. Come, look for yourself."

Dean ran to the front of the cathedral, there was a car. A very nice car at that.

It did indeed have a face, it was crawling on the lawn. The body was something grotesque.

The hands were ginormous, able to crush a skull in a second.

This would either help them survive the apocalypse or kill them.

"Is it friend or foe?" Axel asked.

"We don't know," Sam said.

Father Rudy came out with a bible, Dean and Axel rolled their eyes.

"Spare us the scriptures, Father," Dean said.

Father Rudy said in his kind, timid voice, "we mustn't take the chance, we must go. Machines cannot be trusted."

Nathanael nodded, "I agree."

Daryl came out with Nathanael's father's ashes, "I say we fight it."

Axel laughed, "fight a machine? No, no, no, you can barely turn on your computer."

Daryl growled, Dean then said, "girls, girls, you're both pretty."

Axel heard a rustling in the brush.

He saw Melinda. And, and his group.

Forgetting everything, he ran to her.

"Axel!!"

"Melinda!! I'm so sorry! I missed you. Dear, god, I missed you."

As he pulled away, she gasped.

"What?"

"Zaym, bae, look atcha! You look fiiine." It was a girl. No, no it couldn't be.

It was Axel's wife Natasha.

"Nat!"

"Why are you hugging her?"

What could Axel say, "Nat, I thought you were dead- I-"

"I understand, just.. don't hug her anymore."

Dean walked to Axel, "hey, bro-" he caught sight of Natasha, "and who are you? Argo, introduce me to you lady friend."

"She's my wife."

Beth came running, "what?!" Her, Sheila and Anne said in unison.

Axel saw Anne, "Annie! Thank God you're alright!!" He hugged her tightly.

"You're married?"

Axel nodded.

Daryl yelled, "Dean's car is trying to attack us!! Let's go!!"

The group, now numerous and strong, ran away from the cathedral.

Luckily, Dean's car was slow. They were able to lose it after a while.

They set camp in an abandoned ranch.

"San Francisco is close." Romero told his brother.

Jaime and Gus became good friends, but Anne was still alone.

"I know losing your brothers was hard but-" Axel tried to tell her.

"But I don't have anyone."

"I know, I know, but you're the strongest girl I know. I don't think I could hold up as well as you."

"Well, now you have to go on and deal with losses, I ain't different from everyone else."

"You are, Anne. I thought my wife was dead and I- I- I went crazy."

"You're not crazy."

"That's because you don't know of the things I've done."

"It's alright, Axel-"

"My name ain't Axel."

"What is your name?"

"Azimuth Azazel."

"Interesting. Last name?"

"Azalean."

"Azimuth Azazel Azalean?"

"The fourth, yes."

Anne tried not to laugh. "I'm sorry," she giggled.

"Yea, yea, I know. Axel or Argo is a much cooler name."

"Do you have something with A?"

He shook his head.

Natasha walked to them, "Azi, our tent is finished."

"I'm goin, hon." He got up, "bye, Annie."

Anne smiled.

Before he went to his tent, Axel went to Daryl.

"What is is, Argo?"

"I just want to apologise. I mean, I wasn't acting right. Can we uh, start fresh?"

Daryl nodded, "I'm Daryl Dixon."

"Don't laugh. I'm Azimuth Azazel Azalean."

Daryl smiled, "nice to meet you, Azimuth."