When the dead roam - (Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 61 - You'll be fine

"Describe it" Rick instructed, glaring at Andy from the opposite end of a small squared table.

"Rectangular building" Andy said, taking the cap of a sharpie and drawing thick black lines over the parchment. "Big satellites on it"

"Any windows?" Lou asked, bending down besides him and tracing her fingers over the ink.

"I don't remember any. I think they made it so there's only one way in"

"Guards outside?"

"Yeah" he nodded his head. "Two of them, at least"

Michonne leant forwards in her seat. "And you don't know how many people they have?"

"No" he said, a little too quickly. "Uh, I mean, No. I saw a place where they stored food. It wasn't that big, so..."

Lou furrowed her eyebrows. "You've been inside?"

"Yeah. They had us load in supplies one time"

"What do you remember?" Glenn asked.

"And did you see any other rooms?" Maggie piped in.

"No, it's a big place. This is the hallway I saw" he pointed at the drawing. "There is more"

"And every time, they had you bring things into here?" Lou asked, crouching beside him and tapping on the paper.

"We brought a couple spears for them. Two of The Saviors took them down this hallway" he moved his fingers again. "Now, they must've done something with them because they didn't come back with them"

"Maybe a weapons locker, an armory" Jesus offered, nodding at Louise.

"Okay" Rick said. "We get in there, secure the armory, that's how we end it"

"That's how Carol ended it here" Maggie agreed.

"But we don't know if they have an armory or where it even is" Lou sighed, getting comfortable on the floor.

"Well, we've got a lot of good guesses" Daryl said, walking away from the wall he had been leaning on. "We've done more with less"

"We go in at night while they're sleeping" Rick stated.

Andy shook his head. "The guards won't be sleeping. Like I said, I think there's only one way in and there's no way to bust through that door without waking the rest of them"

"We don't need to" Rick smirked. "They're gonna open it for us, let us walk right in. They want Gregory's head right? We're gonna give it to them"

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Louise tugged the shirt over her head and pulled it down as she walked into the living room and dropped onto the couch. She couldn't recall a time she had felt so tired and the events of the day only played on her mind. Though the television in front of her remained black, she reminisced on the time where it would have been full of moving pictures and talking figures.

Life used to be much simpler.

A soft tap on the door knocked her from her thoughts and she pushed herself up from the coushins with a heavy sigh. She rubbed at her temple as she walked to the door, a migraine quickly settling in. She wasn't entirely sure who she was expecting to have knocked on her door but she couldn't help but feel a little warmth when Daryl Dixon nodded at her.

"Hi" he said simply, moving through the door as she held it open.

"Hey"

"Yer alrigh'?" he asked, stopping behind her.

She closed the door quickly and turned to face him before replying. "I'm not so sure about this, someone could get hurt"

"They'll all be fine" he stated, so sure of their friends abilities.

Louise took a step closer to him and fixed her eyes on his. "It's...uh...not them I'm worried about"

Daryl smirked at her before placing a hand on either of her arms.

"I'll be fine" he assured her, "You'll be fine"

She pursed her lips and nodded at him, the soft hint of a smile forming on his face as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Daryl, hey!" Aaron said loudly as he and Eric flung the front door open. The two hunters stepped away from each other quickly, unsure how to react around her friends.

Daryl nodded awkwardly at the two men in the doorway.

Eric cleared his throat, sensing the tension in the air. "Wanna stay for dinner?"

"Yeah" Daryl grumbled. "Sure"