Let me go (twd/ daryl's daughter)

13~ Officer friendly

Above is what i imagine Emerson would be wearing throughout this book. So sorry for the late updates recently! Hope you enjoy this chapter! more will be out soon i promise. love ya x

Emerson watches as family members reunite, happy tears are passed on throughout the group.

"Glenn" She speaks up, glancing at his face.

He looks down at her with a smile "Whats up" He questions.

"What happened to Merle?" Her voice trails off.

His eyes widen slightly, as he looks away in shame?

"You'll find out later" He mumbles, still not meeting her eyes.

She doesn't respond to this, only looks back at the rest of the camp.

What happened out there?

Is he dead?

What will Daryl say when he's back?

Emerson's attention is drawn to Shane as he states the question everyone has been wondering.

"How'd y'all get out of there anyway?"

"New guy... he got us out" Glenn speaks up, his arm still draped over her shoulder.

"New guy?" Shane wonders, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yeah, crazy vato just got into town. Hey, helicopter boy! Come say hello" Morales responds, still holding his family tightly.

A guy in a sheriff's uniform steps out of the truck.

"The guys a cop like you" Morales inputs.

I forgot Shane was a cop.

The Sheriff walks closer to camp, Emerson watches as Shane's face changes, too confusion? relief? or guilt...

"Oh my god" The new guy becomes shocked as he comes closer, slightly hysterical.

"Dad! Dad!" Carl screams running up to the sheriff, throwing himself into his arms tightly.

Dad?!

We all thought Carl's dad died..

Everyone watches the interaction, some confused and others slightly sympathetic. He takes Carl in his arms crying as Lori finally reaches them.

I thought Lori and Shane were...

Oh no.

She sees Shane and Lori toss a glance at each other, they both equally shared the same look of fear, before she turns away and holds onto Carl's dad like he would disappear.

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Later that night, she learned his name was Rick, was sitting down with the group around the fire. As usual Emerson was seated off to the side, Glenn right next to her, keeping a distance.

"Disoriented. I guess that comes closest. Disoriented. Fear, confusion...all those things but...disorientated comes closest" Rick was telling the group how he felt when he woke up from his coma in the hospital.

"Words can be meager things. Sometimes they fall short" Oh Dale with his words of wisdom.

Glenn nudges Emerson slightly, making her look to him, raising her eyebrow in question.

"Do you want your surprise?" A big grin falls on his face at his words.

She nods eagerly, accepting his hand and following him towards the truck they arrived in.