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Reunited
LUCA HAD BEEN THROUGH THE MOST FRUSTRATING few weeks of his entire life. He was devastated when he found a man in a coma instead of finding his brother, devastated to leave another man and their son to find his family in Atlanta, more devastated when him and Rick went to find his family and they were gone.
The devastation just went on, and on, and on.
He couldn't catch a break, and as Dale's RV came to a stop, he realized he wouldn't be catching one anytime soon. He wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, letting out a slight sigh as the man looked backward toward him. He raised a brow in question, allowing the older man to speak.
"I told them this belt wouldn't hold long." The white haired man shrugged, turning the car off as everyone came to a stop behind them.
As everyone left the RV, Luca swatted away a cloud of smoke from his eyes, slowly making his way down the steps. The highway was long ahead of them, miles of cars piled up together. It looked like a car graveyard.
"Problem, Dale?" Rick asked as he made his way up to the front, patting the Romano man lightly on the back as he made his way through the crowd.
"Just the small matter of being stuck in the middle of nowhere with no hope of—" as Dale looked around, he noticed the wave of cars, finally realizing that maybe he could find a better hose for the RV.
"If you can't find a hose, we can find a bunch of other things." Daryl reminded the group as he scavenged through a trunk not far from them.
"I'm sure I can find some ammo out here, when all hell goes loose everyone reaches for their guns first." Luca spoke aloud, looking out onto the long concrete road ahead of him.
"I can siphon more fuel from these cars." T-Dog added on, confirming the appeal of the area they had gotten stuck in. "Come on, y'all. Let's just look around."
The whole group dispersed into different areas, each of them careful enough to watch their step. Even though it seemed calm for now, quite literally anything could change that, a sad fact they all knew to be true. They just had to roll with the punches.
Luca paused a few minutes later, rubbing his eyes in confusion as he seen Daryl being help up at.. arrow point. His younger sister stood there, arm extended back and ready for anything. He couldn't believe it, it was really her.
"Rory, Rory! Put the bow down—" just as he was about to finish, T-Dog came from behind the girl, grabbing her as the girl started to kick her legs and trash around. "That's my sister!"
