FEARLESS ➳ TWD¹ [REWRITE/COMPLETED]

8 ➳ TAKEN

"NOW, we're gonna work this out right now, and it's going to go our way," the woman said, static hissing.

While the talk between them deepened, I tried to look away, but her voice kept creeping on. I knew who she was. Her name was Paula and she was a spunky redhead that showed little to no mercy at all with anyone.

"Hm," her hum through the talkie seemed teased. "I see that you have another person there with you. The girl with the dark hair. She looks familiar."

That's when everyone turned towards me in surprise that I had just now been spotted. Daryl quickly ran over to me and seemed to have sheltered me from being victimized.

I made the mistake of taking off my mask when I thought the mission was over, waking out here only minutes ago. I have to think about something. Quick.

"She's one of us," Rick told the woman through the talkie. "You don't know her."

"But we do, though," Paula claimed, countering him. "And we need her."

I gulped as I looked up at Daryl in pleading question. I don't know what she meant by that and, in all honesty, I didn't want to know, either. She's one crazy bitch that I didn't want to get mixed up in.

"You need her?" Rick asked, his voice hoarse. "What for? She is no use to you."

"Yes, she is," Paula ached on. "She was a nurse before all of this and we need one right now. I want her to come out in the woods where we'll meet her at, but nobody follows her or we'll see and we'll kill you all. Her included, after we're done with her."

As if on cue, we all gulped as I lowered my weapon and began to nearly hyperventilate. I had an idea and I'm not sure if Rick would roll with it or not. So, aloud, I announced to the woods, "I don't remember who I am! I hit my head on a rock and ended up with them weeks ago! I don't know what I did before this and I surely don't remember how to nurse somebody back to health!"

The truth was, before all this and between the drinking, all I did was serve medicine to older people in a nursing home. Then, before that, I temporary worked in a hospital, but after seeing so much death, I decided that it wasn't for me.

Rick turned to me and nodded, seemingly a good sign. I could easily use that excuse, that I had hit my head on a rock and they had taken me in before I could completely bleed out. Unfortunately, I had lost my memory. They can easily recognize my face, but not my mind.

"Did you hear all of that?" Rick asked the woman.

"I did," she said, which meant she was pretty close. "She's from the Hilltop. I remember." Shit... "That's where she's from and where you should take her back to. She has a brother there, too, I believe. They might be missing her."

Damn, she knew a little too much about me. Paula continued, "Before all of this, she was a nurse and she could help us now. We need her. Ask her if she remembers anything about that."

I could clearly hear her as Rick turned to me, playing the game that Paula had put us in. So, to keep up the act, I shook my head and Rick immediately told her, "She doesn't remember. We found her a couple weeks back when we were out and about. She was bleeding from the head from hitting a rock. We rushed her to a place to treat her at. She survived, but her memory did not."