Chapter Nineteen

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Contagion Chapter Nineteen

Avery crossed her arms as she looked at the shed where Daryl was inside with Randall. She wasn't sure what was going on in there but she was almost afraid to find out but hell what was going on in there really couldn't have been worse than out here where everyone seemed tense.

Kate and Zac weren't even anywhere near each other and there was still the tension with Lori, Shane and Rick that had been there for days maybe even a week or so. Avery wasn't sure what was happening but it seemed the group was slowly breaking, had been since Sophia had came out of that barn as a walker.

"You okay?" Mac asked as he came to stand beside his sister who had seemed in her own little world.

Coming out of her thoughts Avery shook her head as she looked at Mac, a blush coming across her cheeks, "Just worried about Randall is all," she said not sure if they should trust him or if they should worry about his group, if they'd come to the camp looking for him or not.

"I didn't know you cared about strangers so much," Mac teased as he nudged Avery playfully.

"I don't," Avery teased right back as she shook her head though her mind went back to the group that had saved her and Jessica yesterday. She did sort of care for them because of the kindness she had been shown. "I just worry about trusting him or his group."

Mac nodded his head, getting where Avery was coming from, "But we'll find out soon enough if we should worry. I mean your lover boy is in there now getting answers out of him."

Rolling her eyes when Mac called Daryl her lover boy she uncrossed her arms, "I guess you're right," she said biting her lip as she shook her head and tuned into the conversation going on around her.

"So what you gonna do?" Lori asked from where she was bent over the campfire making breakfast. "We'd all feel better if we knew the plan," she said as she looked up at her husband.

"Is there a plan?" Andrea asked as she paced back and forth.

Sliding his hands in his pockets Taylor leaned against a tree, "We gonna keep him here?"

Rick nodded his head as he saw Daryl heading back towards the campsite, "We'll know soon enough," he said knowing Daryl had questioned Randall for answers that would hopefully tell them what they'd do.

"Boy there's got a gang, thirty men. They have heavy artillery and they ain't looking to make friends," Daryl spoke letting the group know what he had found out. "They roll through here, our boys are dead...and our women," he stated as he looked at Avery. "They're gonna wish they were," he finished though his mind kept going back to the story of what Randall's group had done to the father and his teenage girls. How they had raped the girls and made the dad watch and then they hadn't even killed him after.

"What did you do?" Avery asked Daryl as she broke eye contact with him and looked down at his hand, his knuckles were covered in bruises and blood.

Daryl shrugged as he looked down at the hand on his crossbow, "Had a little chat," he answered knowing he did indeed chat with Randall, in between beating him.

Shaking her head Avery turned her back and walked towards the tent she normally stayed in when she wasn't staying in Daryl's.

"No one goes near this guy," Rick warned his group not trusting any of them near him.

Lori just looked at her husband skeptically, "Rick, what are you gonna do?"

"We have no choice," Rick said as he shook his head. "He's a threat. We have to eliminate the threat."

"You're just gonna kill him?" Dale asked as he scrunched up his face.

Rick ignored Dale's comment, "It's settled. I'll do it today," he spoke sounding confident as he turned to walk away, Dale hot on his heels.

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