Don't Fear The Reaper (R. Grimes & D. Dixon)

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"so he saves your life, cleans you up, fed you a line of bullshit. why would you kill somebody else for him?" Michonne's voice fills kits ears as she comes to, her head throbbing, and the dirty grey roof of the car is the first thing her spotty vision sees. "you know, we can go back." 

"ain't happening," merle growls.

"All three of us. we can just go back." Michonne pleads

"I can't go back. don't you understand that?" merle almost shouts, the volume ringing thru kits head

"why not" kits voice cut in, groaning, and she pulled herself to sit up "the hell's going on anyway? did you hit me?" she asked, confused, rubbing the bump on the back of her head. Was this a hostage situation? was he taking them to the governor? Merle slams on the breaks whiplashing both lady's kit groaned a string of curses as merle turns to look at her. But instead of seeing her, he sees his brother. he growls, turning to Michonne cutting her restraints, something that was lacking on kit.

"you both go back with them. Get ready for what's next. I got something I got to do on my own." Michonne was the first to get out of the car, merle handing her back her sword, avoiding kits gaze as she just stared at him.

"get out, Kit-Kat, you weren't even supposed to be here" kit still didn't say anything, his teary blue eyes finally connecting with hers "you take care of my baby bro, ya hear."

"am I seriously witnessing Merle Dixon turning over a new leaf?" kit asks in disbelief

"don't start with me, peach. I'm taking care of business."

"I'm assuming this has something to do with the governor, so no, it's suicide going alone, not business."

"get Kit-Kat" she pursed her lips mind running with plans and scenarios, and the thought of seeing a heartbroken Daryl's face was a big no-no for her. 

"No," she finally said. Merle spun back to face her "your finally doing something good I'm not about to let you have the privilege of dying over a single good deed." merle stared at the woman, offended and perplexed "besides if I just walk away, how am I supposed to just tell Daryl I let his idiot brother go off to his death. Not exactly good bedroom talk, is it? now we are doing this my way -"

"now wait-" "no, your way is shitty suicide now my help doesn't come free. I want you to get your shit straight and keep this leaf clean....and Daryl gets to keep your bike."

"that's my bike," merle scoffs

"yes, but I quite like seeing him on it."

"you some kind of crazy pervert" merle clicked his tongue as they stared each other down.

"when it comes to your brother, yes. Do we have a deal?" kit asked, raising her brow expectantly as merle stared at her before nodding.

"now, hold up a minute. If I go back without you, they'll kill me for sure," Michonne cut in, still standing outside the car looking at her. Kit opened her mouth to protest when her mind flashed back to last winter when Rick, Daryl, t-dog, and Glenn hunted her down armed to the teeth, ready to kill when she "disappeared" during her watch. Nothing like four grown men staring at you mid pee.

"you better have a plan," Michonne said, getting back in the car, snapping kit back to reality.

"Please, I'm a doctor. We live for last-minute improvisation," kit scoffed, pulling her backpack onto her lap from the floor and opening it.

Michonne and Merle looked at her like she had officially lost her mind. "the hell," merle muttered.

"cheer up, merle. I'm about to add a shit ton of color to your life," a Cheshire grin on her lips.