Estella Brandy, a strong, brave six year old girl that was left alone to die in the apocalypse by her mother. Thinking that she wouldn't be able to survive with a child, she took off in the middle of the night and left Estella alone. However, Daryl...
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CHAPTER FORTY ONE !
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Estella was going to atlanta with daryl and the others. jack was also joining them. daryl wasn't too happy about estella going, but she still wasn't talking or anything, he was worried about her, so he wanted to keep a close eye on her anyway.
sasha was a little out of it after bob's death. they all sat in the back of a truck, tyreese sat with sasha. estella sat at the front, leaned up against a backpack. jack sat opposite her. daryl, noah and rick were in the front of the truck as there were only three actual seats and they wanted to keep an eye on noah.
when they came to a stop, they got out of the truck and into a building. estella didn't really listen. she stood next to daryl, as rick crouched down on the ground, drawing up a plan.
"at sundown we fire a shot into the air. get two of them out on patrol. then once it's dark enough that the rooftop spotter won't see us, we go. we cut the locks to one of the stairways, take it to the fifth floor. i open the door, daryl takes the guard out." rick explained.
"how?" tyreese asked.
"he slits his throat." rick said, causually. "this is all about us keeping it quiet, keeping the upper hand. they're not expecting us. from there, we fan out. knives and silenced weapons. we need to be fast."
he continued to draw in dust on the floor on the small map. "tyreese, sasha, jack, take them. daryl and stella, you take care of whoever is in the kitchen. i got dawn. if they're smart, the rest of them will give up. then it'll be six on three. seven on three once we get a weapon to beth."
"twelve on three. the wards will help." noah informed.
"that's best case. what's worse case?" jack asked. "all it takes is one of those cops going down the hall at the wrong time. then it's not quiet. all hands on deck. we're talkin' about a lotta bullets flyin' around. i gotta get my girl back alive, bro."
"if that's what it takes." sasha said back.
"it's not. if we get a couple of 'er cops alive, out here, we do an even trade. theirs for ours. everybody goes home." jack said.
"yeah, i get it. and it might work. this will work." rick said, shooting down jack's plan instantly.
"nah, that'll work, too. you say this dawn, she's tryna keep it together, right?" daryl asked, looking at noah.
"trying and doing are two different things." he replied.
"you take two of 'er cops away, what choices does she have? everybody goes home. like jack says." daryl agreed with jack, "n' i don't think esty's so hot with killin' more people. damn told 'er she shoulda stayed back at the church."
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