Jinx || Daryl Dixon || The Walking Dead Fanfic

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JINX

Someone had arranged for Rick and the Governor to have a sit down, some well-meaning attempt to avoid an all-out war between the two groups. Jinx didn't know how it had come about, but assumed Andrea was probably behind it. Rick had asked Daryl and Hershel to go with him and Daryl in turn had asked her, she thought it was insane that he would want her there, if she laid eyes on the guy it could only go one of two ways; she'd kill him or she'd fall apart, she wasn't sure she wanted to find out which. She understood Daryl's logic too though, if he could see her in front of him, a constant reminder that she was okay, he was less likely to try and kill him on sight. It was going to be an interesting day.

When they arrived, Daryl and Rick went to scout the area while Jinx and Hershel stayed behind in the car. They double checked their guns and waited patiently. Hershel didn't bother trying to make small talk with her, she was shut down to everyone around her in that moment, even Daryl hadn't been able to get her to speak on the journey. All she could focus on was getting through however long this took. She curled her hands into fists, letting her nails dig into her palms, the pain reminding her that she was still alive, no matter how numb she felt inside.

Daryl reappeared and Hershel pulled the car round towards him, Daryl stood by the driver's side window, he told them the Governor was already inside sitting down with Rick. Hershel pointed out they hadn't seen any other cars. "It don't feel right." Daryl said, his eyes constantly scanning the area, "keep it running." he told the older man. "Heads up!" He held the crossbow up as another car arrived and two men and Andrea got out. "What the hell, why's your boy already in there?" Daryl growled at them, never lowering the crossbow.

Andrea looked confused, "He's here?" she asked as Jinx climbed out of the car, the automatic she was holding trained on one of the two men as Daryl confirmed what he'd already told them. With an exasperated sigh, Andrea stomped towards the building and pulled the door open.

Daryl had finally lowered the crossbow, but continued to pace back and forth in front of their car, Hershel had gotten out and he and Jinx leant against the hood watching the Governor's men leaning against their own car. The first man was Hispanic and looked the most like a threat, he held a gun and his eyes scanned the three of them, lingering on Jinx for longer than she liked. The second though just seemed to be intent on writing in a notebook, she found that a little odd, but said nothing.

Hershel suggested he go inside, but the man with the notebook and glasses spoke, "The Governor thought it best if he and Rick spoke privately." He informed them.

"Who the hell are you?" Daryl asked him, squinting in the sunlight.

"Milton Mamet." The man told him pleasantly before continuing to write, Jinx wandered what the hell was so important to keep writing.

"Great, he brought his butler." Daryl declared, Jinx chuckled and noticed the Hispanic man did also. Milton informed them he was the governor's advisor and Daryl asked what kind of advice.

"Planning and biters. Uh, you know, I'm sorry, I don't feel like I need to explain myself to the henchmen." He continued in the same pleasant tone.

"Better watch your mouth sunshine." Daryl told him.

"Look, if you and I are gonna be out here pointin' guns at each other all day, do me favour, shut your mouth." The Hispanic man spoke for the first time. Daryl walked over, squaring up to him, part of Jinx was gearing up for a fight and her hand automatically went to the knife on her belt, but Hershel spoke before it went any further.

"We don't need this." He declared, "If all goes south in there, we'll be at each other's throats soon enough." The two men stared each other down for another second before Daryl walked back towards Jinx and Hershel. She saw his eyes flicker over her, registering her hand on the knife and she moved it away to show Daryl she agreed with Hershel.