𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-the wrong people

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𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊, 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐋, 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄, 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋 and Michonne entered Terminus through the backway. They left some weapons on the outside in case things went south. The five of them made their way into the big building.

"Well, I bet Albert is on perimeter watch." A dark haired man said, putting his paintbrush down when he noticed the five survivors.

He walked around a metal workstation and stood in front of the five. "You here to rob us?"

"No." Rick responded, he started walking closer. "We wanted to see you before you saw us." He said, putting his gun in its holster.

"Makes sense." The man nodded. "Usually we do this where where the tracks meet. Ahem. Welcome to Terminus. I'm Gareth. Looks like you've been on the road for a good bit."

"We have." Rick nodded. "Rick. That's Carl, Daryl, Eloise, Michonne." He introduced himself and the others.

Gareth sent them all a small wave. "You're nervous. I get it. We were all the same way. We came here for sanctuary. That what you're here for?"

Rick stared at the man like he's a total dumbass— which he very well may be.— "yes." Rick finally nodded.

"Good." Gareth said. "You found it. Hey, Alex." He called over another guy. "This isn't as pretty as the front. We got nothing to hide, but the welcome wagon is a whole lot nicer. Alex will take you, ask a few questions. Uh, but first, we need to see everyone's weapons."




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𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃
the group got their weapons back and Alex led them outside to where a woman stood cooking.
"Hi." The woman said, smiling. "Heard you came in the back door. Smart. You'll fit right in here."

Eloise rolled her eyes. The woman—hell, everyone there was acting too
nice.—out of the corner of her eye she noticed a man standing against a wall. She looked over and her eyebrows furrowed, seeing the beanie that was sitting ontop of the man's head. It looked exactly like the one Sam always wore.

Carl nudged her arm and when she looked over he nodded towards a woman that had a maroon bandana tied on her head. The same one Duane gave Willow a few months ago.

Soon enough the others caught on leading to them being forced to run for their lives once again. But to no surprise they ended up being cornered.

"Drop your weapons! Now!" Gareth yelled from on top of one of the roofs.

The group made no move to drop their weapons. "Now!" Gareth yelled.

Finally they all dropped their weapons, Daryl being more aggressive while doing it.

"Ringleader, go to your left. The train car, go." Gareth instructed. "You do what we say, the boy and Blondie goes with you. Anything else, he dies and you end up in there anyway.".

Rick looked over at Carl and Elle. The blonde wrapped her arm around Carl's shoulder and nodded slightly, telling Rick they'd be fine.

Rick nodded before walking towards the train car. " now the archer." Gareth said.

Daryl followed behind Rick. "Now the samurai." Michonne glared up at the man before following the others.

Gareth nodded to himself. "Now Malibu Barbie." He said nodding at Eloise.

Eloise looked down at Carl and slightly squeezed his shoulder before walking towards the car.

"Stand at the door, Ringleader, Archer, Samurai, Malibu Barbie, in that order." Gareth instructed.

"My son!" Rick shouted.

"Go, kid." Gareth said and Carl quickly headed over and stood behind Eloise.

"Ringleader, open the door and go in."

"I'll go in with him." Rick argued.

"Don't make us kill him now."

Rick walked up and opened the door. Slowly the five entered the dark train car and the door was shut behind them.

There was a thud from the back of the car and the five looked back.

"Rick?" Glenn asked, stepping forward.

"Son of a bitch." Javi muttered, crossing his arms. "I guess we're all dumbasses."

"Carl!" Willow happily said, running over to the boy and throwing her arms around his neck.

A small smile appeared on Carl's face and he slowly hugged the girl back as the others walked up behind Glenn.

"You're here." Rick said. "You're here."

Dane walked towards the front of the group and a smile broke out onto his face. "Rick Grimes." He spoke, leaning his head to the side slightly.

Rick's eyes darted over to Dane and the grew wide. He tried so hard not to smile but a small one made it's way onto his face. He nodded. "Dane Philips." He said, Now wasn't the time for a proper reunion so they'd just have to settle for that.

"Dane and his friends are our friends." Maggie said, glancing back at Tara, Rosita, Eugene and Abraham. "They helped save us."

"Yeah." Daryl nodded. "Now they're friends of ours."

"For however long that'll be." Abraham spoke.

"No." Rick shook his head. "They're gonna feel pretty stupid when they find out." He said walking to the door.

"Find out what?" Abraham asked.

"They're screwing with the wrong people." Rick responded as Willow walked over to him.

She pulled out the pocket knife. "I never had it." She smiled a little holding it out to the man.

Rick looked down at her and took the knife. He nodded letting the side of his lip turn upwards. "No, you didn't."







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𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒!!!!!

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