The rest of our group had come to the farm. Hershel and his family were kind enough to let us stay for a while longer, so long as we helped around and followed his rules. One of them being 'no guns' except for a watchman.
Sophia has been missing for three days now, and no sign of her. A lot of us were beginning to lose hope, but Rick, Daryl, and Shane wanted to keep looking.
Rick and some others were planning something over by a car. Glenn, Lori and I were setting up our tents. Rick wanted to set camp towards the barn, but Hershel insisted that we stay close to the house.
Glenn and I were setting up one of the tents when Maggie came over, she had her hands on her hips and turned her attention towards Glenn.
"I hear you're fast on your feet and know how to get in and out. Got a pharmacy run, you in?" She asked, her southern accent prominent.
"Uh..." He looked at her awkwardly.
"Miss, what's the water situation here?" Dale suddenly walked over.
"Got five wells on our land. House draws directly from number one. Number-two well's right over there." She pointed to a well behind Dale.
"We use it for the cattle but it's just as pure. Take what you need. There's a cart and containers in the generator shed behind the house."
She turned back to Glenn. "I'll go saddle your horse then."
Glenn turned over to me. "Horse?"
"Never seen a horse before?" I joked.
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T-dog, Dale and I were walking over to one of the wells with a cart full of empty jugs. We planned to fill all of them and use the water for our group.
"I'm not weak. And I'm not a coward. " T-dog suddenly spoke, out of breath.
"I never said you were." Dale brushed him off.
"No, what I said on the highway-- I don't know what that was, that wasn't me."
T-dog began to pump the well as I brought over two empty jugs ready to be filled. "If it's okay, I'd rather you never told anybody about that stuff I said. Both of you."
"What stuff?" Dale questioned. "I couldn't get a word out of you all day."
"I think your memory's messed up, T-dog." I said and he only flashed a toothy grin.
"Say, you think there's a snowball's chance we'll actually find that little girl?" T-dog asked, still pumping the well.
"For the first time in my life, I'm betting on the snowball." Dale responded.
"Yea, me too." I said, still holding the two empty jugs.
"Me three. Do whatever we have to. I don't care if I have to comb the woods like Rambo. Or fetch a pail of water. Everyone kicks in, does their part. Am I right?"
Dale walked over to the actual well. It wasn't like I imagined, it was just a hole in the ground with some wooden planks surrounding it. Dale knelt down and looked inside.
"Do your part, don't complain." T-dog continued. "That's what I always--" He was about to drink a spoonful of the water he had worked so hard to pump, when Dale suddenly ran over and knocked the spoon out of his hands.
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That Valley Girl || Daryl Dixon
FanfictionAfter living in the San Fernando Valley her entire life, Reagan Martinez finds herself in Georgia during the midst of a strange outbreak, where the dead have begun to walk the streets. Reagan always had an easy life. Born to an upper-middle class f...