it's not my time --- 3 doors down
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[JJ]"You think they're all right?" I asked my brother through the plexiglass.
Rick nodded, "it was a long run. Farthest they've gone." He changed the subject, "How are you feeling?"
"Great." I coughed deeply.
He looked around, leaning closer to the glass and lowering his voice, "I know who did it. I know who killed Karen and David."
I narrowed my eyes, "who?"
"Carol." He told me in a hushed tone. "Did it to try to stop the spread."
"Worked well." I sarcastically commented. "What are you gonna do?"
Rick shrugged, taking in a deep breath. "I don't know."
"I'm sure whatever you do will be," I paused, gathering my thoughts, "it'll be...uh," I struggled through my sentence.
"Go rest, JJ."
I shook my head, "I need to do something."
"Hershel told me you keep tellin' him that. That you're tryin' to do stuff. You need to sit tight, save your strength."
"No." I told him bluntly.
"Why not?"
"Because the second I do... I fall asleep, save my strength...what happens if I don't wake up?"
Rick shook his head, "That won't happen. You're stubborn as hell. You're not gonna let a damn flu take you out. The day you go, Hell must be freezin' over."
I managed a weak smile. "Yeah, well, you'll be right there with me."
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[POV]Tyreese, Bob, Michonne, and Daryl trudged along the trail after abandoning their car, hoping to come across a new one.
Daryl crouched down, wiping off a stone he'd found. "Is that Jasper?" Michonne asked, looking over his shoulder.
"Mm-hm," Daryl replied.
"It's a good color. Brings out your eyes," Michonne said with a playful smile.
"When Mrs. Richards went into A block, we were leaving. Asked me to keep a lookout. I'm gonna use it for her old man's marker."
"You know all of them back there?"
Daryl stood up, placing the stone in his back pocket. "You stay in one place more than a couple hours, you'd be surprised what you pick up."
Michonne chuckled, "Like how you like JJ."
"Pfft." Daryl scoffed, "Nah."
"Please. You make it so obvious."
"Yeah right." Daryl continued walking, "How so?"
"Well, for starters, you carried her all the way from guard tower 3 to A block."
"She was sick. What else was I supposed to do?"
"You didn't carry Glenn to A block." Michonne sassed.
Daryl rolled his eyes. "Don't prove nothin'."
"I'm just saying—you don't hide your feelings as well as you think you do."
"There." Daryl motioned ahead, trying to move past the conversation. "Might be something."
"We'll talk later."

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rag doll | TWD
Fanfic"rag doll, livin' in a movie hot tramp, daddy's little cutie you're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, ma'am" -----aerosmith ♮♮♮ daryl dixon x oc all rights belong to amc *