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EPISODE FIVE
"lucky for you"
SEASON 4

stats : day 7 at prison GREY KINGSTON

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stats : day 7 at prison
GREY KINGSTON

"hey." i smile as i walk up to michonne in the middle of the field. she looks up at me as i approach her. she's cleaning the blood off of her katana.

"hi." i watch as the fresh walker blood flies off the sword and splatters on the grass.

"i know we were introduced a few days ago, but i haven't gotten the chance to talk to ya yet." i say.

"how long were you out there for?" she bites the bullet.

"a while." i shrug.

"all by yourself?"

"yeah. i was with my mom at the very beginning of it all, but since our first camp got overrun i've been by myself."

she places her now clean katana into its holder on her back, "i'm glad carl found you."

"did they find you too?"

"i found them." she says. "it's a long story."

"you can trust them." i nod my head. "i don't know the whole group anymore than you do, but i know carl and rick. they'd never live under the same roof with people they can't trust."

her deep, brown eyes stare into mine.

"i know you don't know me either though so, it's probably hard to believe me. i just wanted you to know that though." i start to walk away, but she places her hand on my shoulder.

"i believe you." she says, a sincere look in her eyes.

i give her a soft smile, nodding my head.

i watch as she looks past my shoulder, "looks like you got a watcher."

my head whips around to see rick watching us through the gate. glenn's walking up next to him to do the same.

"you've got two bodyguards." she teases, smiling for the first time i think i've ever seen.

"or maybe you do." i suggest.

she scoffs, "yeah, right. they wanted to kill me at first."

"same here." i laugh. "held at gunpoint by my own friend."

"this world changed us." she says.

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RICK GRIMES

"what're ya people watchin'?" glenn voice comes up behind me.

"no." i mutter, squinting my eyes from the sun.

"don't tell me ya got the hots for the samurai."

i furrow my eyebrows at him and then look back at grey and michonne, "no, i don't."

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