Never Expected (a Chandler Riggs/Grayson Riggs fanfic)

Second Day on Set

I woke up felling sorrow.
"Mom, I'm sorry for leaving without a proper goodbye."
Grayson woke up and asked me what was wrong. I told him it was just a dream mare. I looked at the alarm clock-- 4:45 am. I apologized to Grayson for waking him and then went back to sleep.

7:25 am...
I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock, I immediately went for a shower to freshen up and then brushed my teeth. After that I headed downstairs to find that everybody was waiting for me, not to head to the set, but to talk.
I sat down on my usual chair and waited to see what everyone had to say.
The first person to speak was Grayson.
"Daniel, just to let you know I told everyone that you had a dream mare last night. I just want to be sure it never happens again."
"Thanks, but I don't think it really needs to be talked about." I state. "It was just the last bit that I hated, where my mom said, "why Daniel, why did you leave without a goodbye, don't you love me. You're the worst son ever! How could you?" I'm not sure what happened next, I woke up before she could say anything else. I'm waiting for a part two and I'm hoping that's tonight. The first part however was the best, it was like...nothing you'd ever expect. I didn't want it to end, it was--it was simply marvellous, I wish I could've just stayed asleep. Until that part I mentioned came up."
"I appreciate the fact that you're trying to help me but not this time, all right?" I add. "And Grayson...thanks."
A few minutes after that Mrs. Riggs took Chandler, Grayson and I to the set of "The Walking Dead".
Before I went to my trailer I went to the producers and told them I had an idea that might help improve the show.
"You do? Well, let's hear it."
"Ok, so I was thinking that if someone was to kill an old walker it would release a poisonous gas and who ever was standing at least at a reach point of at least five feet those survivors would only have two minutes to live before they turned." I stated.
"We'll take it into consideration, it actually sounds like a good idea, better than the flu idea we had."
I chuckled a bit and then left to get ready for shooting. I entered my trailer and that's where they applied the make up for my character it took at least five minutes since my character had a lot of cuts and scares from being tortured. I was then handed a script and studied all of my lines. When I got to the part where my character was talking to Carl I left my trailer and walked over to Chandler's. I knocked.
"Come in."
I entered. I walked up to Chandler and told him that there was this part where my character was talking to him and asked if I could practise with him.
"Sure." Chandler replied.
"Thanks." I smiled.
Chandler grabbed his script and we got to work.

Several minutes later...
Chandler and I had finished practising our lines to the point where they were stuck in our heads and weren't coming out. We were then called on set my character had to be on the ground passed out and so that's what I did.
"ACTION!"
One the road...
CAROL: So, RICK what are we going to do?
RICK: Well, we can't just leave him like that. I say we fix him up and send him on his way!
CAROL: Ok. Well if you think that would be best. I'll get to work stitching him up.
RICK: Ok. Good. Once you're done I want surveillance on him 24/7.
CAROL: He doesn't look like he would be in any condition to fight, besides he's not opposing a threat.
RICK: Just you wait CAROL sooner or later he will launch an attack on us. So as soon as he's fixed up he leaves!
RICK: (picks up my character, walks over to a table and sets me down)

At the table...
CARL: (approaches CAROL) how's he doing?
CAROL: Well, he did lose quite a bit of blood. And now that I have stitched him up, I'm going to say that he'll live.
CARL: Good. Good. Do you need help with anything else or are you ok?
CAROL: I'll be fine CARL. Also your dad says that he might be a threat and that once he's healed he's sending him on his way.
CARL: Ok. (CARL walks away and approaches RICK) So, you're just going to send him on his way? I'm sure that if we give him a chance he'd be an excellent addition to our group.

Edge of the forest...
RICK: CARL, We don't know anything about this guy. He could be dangerous. So, once he's awake I'm sending him on his way. It's for the safety of our group.
CARL: He doesn't even have any weapons! How can he possibly be a threat? When he saw us, he asked for our help. He could have information we can use.
RICK: About what an oncoming attack?
David: (I had just woken up, I got up and approached RICK) actually yes, you see the people who destroyed my camp were heading this way. I'm the only survivor. As a matter of fact they'll be here (I looked up at the sun) in 3 minutes.
RICK: So, you led them to us didn't you?!!!
DAVID: I didn't know they were following me! After my camp was destroyed and overruled by walkers I ran away and was then drugged by a group.
DAVID: and I woke up in their camp hanging by my hands from a tree. That's when they started to torture me. They demanded a lot of stuff I can't even remember the order.
RICK: I'll deal with you later, right now go and hide, we'll take care of your mess!
DAVID: The hell I will, I'd fight these bastards on my own if I wanted to. So let's get ready for a fight. I hope you guys are ready.
RICK: Please I'm sure we can handle your pathetic little mess!
DAVID: These guys are way more serious than anyone from TERMINUS.
RICK: DID YOU KNOW THE PEOPLE THERE?!
DAVID: Only Gareth, actually I was apart of their group for a week but then I left since I knew I could do better then that. Plus I hated eating people, it made me sick in the stomach!
DAVID: Two days after I left I found the most perfect place to call home, it was no prison, but it had everything you needed to call home. Everyone was so welcoming and they became my family for quite awhile. Two years to be exact.
CARL: So, you were attacked like what a week ago?
DAVID: Yeah. I was tortured for another four days before I escaped again and found you guys. I sure wish I could join this group.
RICK: Prove yourself in this fight and I may let you join.
DAVID: (chuckles and then climbs up a tree.)
EVERYBODY: (Looks at me)
DAVID: (looks down and turns a little red) what?
DARYL: Nothing, just do what you're doing.
DAVID: (nods) can someone hand me a sniper rifle please?
RICK: (walks away and returns with a sniper. He reaches up to me and I take it.)
DAVID: (looks through the scope and sees the group approaching) I see them, I got a clear shot. I'm taking it.
DAVID: (pulls out a silencer and equips it onto the sniper. He lines up his shot and fires.)