After a hard year of being kidnapped by a serial killer during an investigation as an undercover agent, Luna returned back to Atlanta FBI.
When she returns to investigate a mystery drug that has been killing kids, she discovers that the dead kids w...
"Anyways... where is all the shit?" Simon asks, motioning to the shelves.
"We have a lot of people. It's getting harder to find stuff and our focus lately has been finding things Negan might want. We're still adjusting to the new system." Aaron says.
"We we're gonna scavenge more today. If you just wait, we'll bring something back. We'll find more." Rick says.
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"Aww. Relax. I'm not here for a pickup. Good thing. But that day is coming, so you best do whatever you need to. Dig deep. Go the extra mile. Take some risks!" Simon says.
"We will. Feel free to leave now. If I find Daryl, I'll let you know." I say to Simon, lying right to his face. I would never let them find Daryl, not until we wanted them to.
"Well, we appreciate that." he says, walking out of the garage.
We walk them back to the front gates. As we are walking, Simon says, "Thank you for the cooperation, Rick and Luna. My apologizes for leaving the place a bit of a mess, but we got a litany of other shit to attend to. So do you too, I guess. Tick-tock. Chop-chop." he says, getting into a truck. Before he leaves, he threatens that if Daryl comes back, that Rick better have his hatchet handy... and that it wouldn't turn out like it did with Carl.
"I'm gonna kill him." I say, grinding my teeth and clenching my fists.
"We will." Rick says, touching my shoulder, instantly calming me down. He turns to Aaron "What happened to the pantry?"
"We don't know. And we need to talk about Gabriel." Aaron says to us.
"What about him? Where the hell is he?" I ask, crossing my arms. I always knew he couldn't be trusted, but I had hoped I was wrong about this. I felt like my detective skills had gone down the drain since I found out the truth about Negan. I should have known. Just like I should have known the Bonejack was Jared. I snap myself back into reality.
"He was on watch the night you all went to scavenge. I was supposed to take over for him in the morning. He wasn't at his post." Tobin says.
"Pantry was cleared out and a car was gone." Aaron says.
"No one has seen him since." Eric says.
"That son of a bitch. He stole our shit and ran... I'm gonna find him and I'm gonna kill him!" I yell, full on pregnancy hormones raging. I can tell Rick was holding in a laugh, but he knew better. Instead, he just says, "Luna." to calm me down and I do.
"That's... what it looks like." Tobin says.
"Well, I don't want to believe it." Michonne says.
"I don't believe it. That's not Gabriel. He wouldn't do that to us." Rick says, giving me a look of uncertainty.
"I'm not so sure about that, Rick." I say, placing my hands on my hips. Was he really not siding with me on this?
"I'm with Luna. I thought he changed, too, but it can't be anything else." Rosita says, taking my side.
