chapter eleven : beth greene [ season five – episode seven & eight }
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"WAS IT THE punches that knocked him out? Or was it him hitting the ground face first?" Kloe wondered from beside Maggie, Glenn making his way back from making sure the herd of walkers didn't make their way over to them.
"Both," Maggie replied honestly, noticing how Eugene's breathing was faint. "The heat isn't helping."
Glenn crouched down opposite them for a moment. "How's he doing?" he questioned, looking across at the women.
Both Maggie and Kloe shared a glance. "We're not sure," Kloe answered, looking back down at the man before standing up. "We need to keep him hydrated. I'll go get his drink."
She carefully stepped over the unconscious man, Glenn rising to his feet to follow her. She peered over her shoulder as she walked, a small smile on her lips as she looked at her husband.
"You okay?" he asked her, setting his hand on her back as he watched her eyes dance between his, unsure which one to look at.
She nodded, "yeah. You?"
Glenn raised his brows and tilted his head, exhaling a deep breath, "guess you could say I'm okay too. If you're okay, I'm okay."
Kloe flashed him a smile before they came to a stop in front of Tara, who was tightening a cap on one of the water bottles. She stared down at the six water bottles, noticing how they were only half-full.
"The walkers," Glenn began, looking between Tara and his wife, "they got no clue we're here."
"That's great news for GREKATM," she said, setting the seventh bottle down with the other six. "In less great news for GREKATM, we just scraped the bottom of the water barrel."
Glenn and Kloe looked at each other with confused expressions, both turning back to Tara in unison. "What is— what's GREKATM?" he inquired, his face scrunched up.
"Us," Tara gestured down to the water bottles. Each bottle cap had a letter of each of their initials written on the top so they knew whose is whose. "Group name. Solidarity. Band of brothers. GREKATM."
Kloe pouted her bottom lip and nodded. "Smart. Glenn, Rosita, Eugene, Kloe, Abraham, Tara, and Maggie," she said in order, leaning forward for the bottle with the letter 'E'. "Which momentarily will be... uh, GRKATM. One second."
She quickly walked back over to Eugene and Maggie. The Greene woman lifted her chin upon hearing Kloe's footsteps. She sent her a tight lipped smile as she tossed the water bottle over to Maggie, who caught it with one hand.
Kloe stuck her thumb up at the woman, grinning. She spun back around, heading back over to the other pair.
As she rejoined Glenn's side, she noticed he had hold of his water bottle. "Oh, so RKATM now," she joked, earning a few chuckles from the two. "RATM actually," she added, leaning forward and grasping onto her own bottle.
