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( chapter one ! )-𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬

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( chapter one ! )
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𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬

The moment she laid eyes on Daryl Dixon, Robin knew that they weren't cut out to be friends

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The moment she laid eyes on Daryl Dixon, Robin knew that they weren't cut out to be friends.

It was still well before lunchtime when Robin Carson sat on the front porch of the Greene's farmhouse, a first aid kit laid out on the small table beside her. Before her sat a man named T-Dog, whose arm had been ripped open by a piece of rusted metal. He watched her very intently as she carefully tended to his wounds.

Behind T-Dog stood his friend Glenn. His arms were crossed over his chest, and he watched Robin's hands with a look that made it clear that he didn't know whether to be disgusted or impressed—the flesh wound was probably the thing that perplexed him the most.

"Remind me to call you if I ever get torn apart by Walkers," Glenn murmured.

Robin smiled a little at the compliment. She cocked her head while not taking her attention away from the bandages she was wrapping around T-Dog's arm to finish up her work. "I'm afraid stitching up a tiny wound is marking the limits of my medical abilities."

The real doctor in this place was Hershel—the man who had been so kind to take in a teenage girl who needed a home after his stepson had picked her off the street, acutely unaware of why she was roaming the streets of Atlanta in the middle of a cold January night. The man who was so kind as to make her feel like a part of the family for all the years to come.

She lifted her head to meet Glenn's gaze. He smiled back at her just as they started hearing engines roaring in the distance. Robin stood up from her chair and looked at the several vehicles approaching in the distance—two cars, an RV, and a motorcycle.

T-Dog, too, jumped up from where he was sitting. "I'll tell them they're here," he said before running off to tell Rick and Lori that the rest of their group was here.

Rick and Lori Grimes had almost lost their son Carl after he had been shot by accident. Luckily, the man who had shot the young boy had been Otis—a man that lived here on the farm with his family, enjoying the hospitality of the Greene family ever since the world had gone to shit. The only problem was just that Otis had died last night when he and Shane—Rick's best friend—had gone to the school a few miles out to get medical equipment that would save Carl's life.

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