The Third Dixon [The walking dead]

Chapter seven

''Hey. Everyone...'' Measi looked up to Maggie's voice, springing to her feet when she saw a man walking next to her and Sasha. ''This is Aaron. We met him outside. He's by himself.'' While Maggie still spoke, Daryl went up to him and patted him down while Measi scanned the area with her sniper, not seeing anyone else nearby. ''We took his weapons and we took his gear.'' 

''It's nice to meet you.'' Aaron stared to walk up to Rick to give him a hand, but Daryl's gaze was enough to keep him in his place. 

''You said he had a weapon?'' Maggie nodded as she passed the gun to Rick and Measi closed the door behind her,  looking at the other members with a small frown, they still held their weapons ready to shoot. This guy was no threat to them and so Measi herself pushed her weapons away. ''There's something you need?''

''He has a camp, nearby. He wants us to audition for membership.''

''I wish there was another word. Audition makes it sound like we're some kind of a dance troupe. That's only on Friday nights.'' He gave a small chuckle, but when he noticed no-one else laughed, he cleared his throat. ''Um, and it's not a camp. It's a community. I think you all would make valuable additions. But it's not my call.'' Some of the group turned to Rick, but Measi kept her eye on Aaron, this could be a good thing. ''My job is to convince you all to follow me back home. I know. If I were you, I wouldn't go either. Not until I knew exactly what I was getting into.'' Aaron turned to Sasha with his hands still up in the air.  ''Sasha, can you hand Rick my pack?'' Sasha did and gave Rick the bag as he looked at Aaron. ''Front pocket, there's an envelope. There's no way I could convince you to come with me just by talking about our community. That's why I brought those. I apologize in advance for the picture quality. We just found an old camera store last... ''

''Nobody gives a shit.'' Daryl interrupted him, earning a glare from Measi as he turned to his sister, giving her a dirty look back. 

''You're absolutely 100% right. That's the first picture I wanted to show you because nothing I say about our community will matter unless you know you'll be safe. If you join us, you will be. Each panel in that wall is a 15-foot-high, 12-foot-wide slab of solid steel framed by cold-rolled steel beams and square tubing. Nothing alive or dead gets through that without our say-so. Like I said, security is obviously important. In fact, there's only one resource more critical to our community's survival. The people. Together we're strong. You can make us even stronger. The next picture, you'll see inside the gates. Our community was first construc...'' Before he could finish, Rick had walked up to him and punched him knock-out, Measi quickly breaking his fall as she turned to Maggie, who too, had Aaron in her arms to put him down softly. 

''We got to secure him. Dump his pack. Let's see what this guy really is.''

''Rick.''

''Everybody else, we need eyes in every direction. They're coming for us. We might not know how or when, but they are.'' Carol and Daryl walked up to the younger girl, tying Aaron's arms behind his back with a rope. 

''Me and Sasha, we didn't see him. If he had wanted to hurt us, he could've.''

''Anybody see anything?''

''Just a lot of places to hide.''

''All right, keep looking.'' Measi rolled her eyes as she lifted her hand to his pulse, trying to figure out how long he'd be out for. ''He won't be out long, his heartbeat is already picking up.'' When she heard Aaron gasp for air she pushed some of the others away. ''He'll need oxygen, move out of the way a bit.'' 

''That's a hell of a right cross there, Rick.''

''Sit him up.'' Rick spoke to Michonne, Maggie and Measi who sat around him