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𝖲𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖺 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗑𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗉 up one of the pews. Across the room Tyreese was prying the pipes off the pipe organ.

Each pipe he pried off he then handed to Dean, Daryl and Marshall.

"It was— it was good you weren't here for it." Tyreese told Daryl, talking about losing Bob.

"She hanging in there?" Daryl asked, glancing up towards Sasha.

Tyresse looked to hee and shook his head. "No." The four of them glance over at her.

"C'mon." Daryl spoke, nodding his head to the door.

Dean fixed his grip on the pipes and started following him and Marshall. "Are you gonna take the cross, too?" Gabriel asked as Daryl sat his pipes down.

Him and the boys start forcing them into the dirt.

"If we need it." Daryl replied to the man.

Dean sighed and looked at Gabriel. "Have you seen Major?" He asked him.

"He's with. . . The girls."

Dean nodded and turned back to forcing the pipes into the ground.









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Dean walked over to Daryl with his arms crossed. "I'm coming. Thea's there and I'm coming."

Daryl looked down at the boy and scoffed. "I ain't babysitting you." He muttered. "Your girl's already a pain in the ass to keep up with as it is."

Dean's brows shot up and the tops of his ears turned red. "Thea is not my —" he grumbled, shaking his head. "I don't need a babysitter. Look, I made a promise to Glenn and I can't keep that promise if Thea's all the way in Atlanta and I'm out here."


"I'll keep an eye on him." Someone said walking up. Dean rolled his eyes and turned to see Noah-Grace.

Daryl scoffed nodding. "Fine." He walked over to the church doors and grabbed the bag of guns.

Dean looked at Noah-Grace and she went to say something but he walked away.

Mika stood with her doll in her hands and Major along with Thea's original bag  by her feet.

Dean forced a smile and walked over to her. "Mind if I take her bag?" He asked, lifting a brow.


Mika shook her head and Dean grabbed the bag slinging it over his shoulder. "And I need you to watch Major. Can you do that?"

Mika noded her head. "I'll watch him." She softly spoke.

Dean smiled at her genuinely this time. "Alright. . . Good."













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"All I'm saying is that there's no way that Danny Trejo is not still alive." Greyson explained, shaking his head. "I bet he's somewhere kicking walker ass."

"Okay. . . Okay, Greyson you have a point but what I'm saying is how many actors do you actually think arestill alive." Jasper shrugged with his arm around Noah-Grace's shoulder.

The four of them were sat across from Tyreese and Sasha as they head down the empty road to get to Atlanta. Grey and Jasper have been having this whole debate if any famous people were still around days.

"Noah-Grace, tell your boyfriend that I'm right." Greyson looked to her for the answer.

Noah-Grace rolled her eyes. "I dunno both of you have valid points. Dean?"

Dean shrugged. "I've only seen a few movies with him. . . he died in all the ones I saw. But I'm sure he's still alive I guess. . ."

Greyson stared at him a moment before nodding. "Fair." He reached his fist out to the boy. After fist bumping him, Grey looked at Jasper. "See? The kid's boyfriend has more sense than you." He teased, hitting Jasper's shoulder.


Dean's face warmed and he shook his head letting out a scoff. "I'm not Thea's boyfriend."

Greyson looked at him surprised. "No?" Dean shook his head. "Well shit. I would have never of guessed. Did you know this, Jas?"

Jasper thought for a minute. "I dunno. But you like her right?"

Dean froze thinking for a minute. Did he like Thea?  She's his best friend. They did almost kiss once but that was nothing. Dean shook his head. "I'm not having this conversion."







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