Dead Man Walking

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"Hey. Hey, Hunter. You still here?" Hunter opened up his eyes to see Rosita smiling at him. He wrapped his arm around her waist as they lay in bed.

"Did you know Eugene's gonna start patrolling?" He asks, reaching up to hold her hand. He placed a kiss on her hand as she hummed.

"He asked me to teach him how to fieldstrip automatics. He's gonna teach me chemistry."

"You can't teach chemistry."

Rosita laughs as he leans in," Really?" He hums and places multiple kisses on her lips. There was no way he could love anyone more than he loves her.

"Amazing. That was just perfect."

Her smile widens, "Oh, yeah?" Hunter nods and kisses her again. He pulled her closer and before things escalated she pulled away. He groans dramatically as she gets out of bed naked. He watches as she walks over to the dresser, "Catch."

Hunter saw something silver flying his way. He put his hand out and caught it. It was a necklace, "It's from your dog tag. What was left of it anyway."

Hunter smiles as he looks up at her, "You made this?"

"Thought your neck looked a little lonely."

Hunter chuckles, he couldn't believe she did this for him, "Rosita Espinosa, you are perfect, you know that?"

Rosita held a smile, she's never felt this way about anyone. And when the world went to shit she was sure she'd never feel this way but then she met Hunter, "Show me. In the shower."

"Yes, ma'am," Hunter jumped out of bed and quickly followed her into the bathroom.

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Hunter walked into Rick's house and saw Jesus sitting at the kitchen table, around him sat Rick, Carl, Glenn, Maggie, and Michonne and Daryl stood by the window behind Jesus. He rolled his eyes before walking over to the table and sitting next to Carl.

"So, how the hell did you get out?" Hunter asks. This guy was like a ninja. He pulled moves on that road that Hunter has never seen before.

"One guard can't cover two exits. Or third-floor windows. Knots untie and locks get picked. Entropy comes from order, right?"

"Right," Daryl answers. For anyone else, Daryl was a scary person but Hunter couldn't see that anymore. After all the time they've spent together he's realized Daryl is a softy.

"I checked out your arsenal. I haven't seen anything like that in a long time," Jesus says, "You're well-equipped, but your provisions are low. Very low for the amount of people you have. 54?"

"More than that," Maggie answers as she crosses her arms over her chest.

Jesus looks between all of them before sighing, "Well, I appreciate the cookie. My compliments to the chef."

"Yeah, she ain't here."

Jesus looks over at Daryl, "Look, we got off to a bad start. But we're on the same side–the living side. You, Rick, and Hunter had every reason to leave me out there, but you didn't. I'm from a place that's a lot like this one. Part of my job is searching out other settlements to trade with. I took your truck because my community needs things, and you three looked like trouble. I was wrong. You're good people. And this is a good place. I think our communities may be in a position to help each other."

"Do you have food?" Glenn asks.

"We've started to raise livestock. We scavenge, we grow. Everything from tomatoes to sorghum."

"Tell us why we should believe you," Rick says.

"I'll show you. If we take a car, I can take you back home in a day, and you can all see for yourselves who we are and what we have to offer."