Chapter 11 || He'd be proud of both of us.

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Blake didn't have much to pack, she had kept her bag stuffed full for the most part. She had a few socks lying here and there but most everything that she owned was in her bag. It was a quiet affair as they all packed and loaded the cars, Carl was upset about the plan as he angrily stuffed his bags. Blake hadn't even tried talking to him yet, knowing he would have some snarky angry remark for whatever she tried to stay so she gave him space.

Blake herself liked the plan, make it seem like they were running. Pack everything up, make it look like they had abandoned the place. Lure them into the tombs where it was dark, then attack. They might not even have to kill that many, just cause enough panic that they would run for the hills. Andrea had told them that the group was a bunch of random civilians. People that had no experience in an actual firefight. Odds are that their fight or flight would kick in and most would choose flight. It was simple and effective.

Carl didn't like his part in the plan, him, Hershel, Beth and Judith were to be hidden up in the woods away from everyone. Carl was supposed to protect them in case any stragglers came that way. He apparently didn't like being separated from the action but he was still just a kid and Blake agreed the last thing he needed to be doing was tossing flash bangs and shooting at people.

Blake herself wasn't even in the direct fight, she was going to be posted up in the treeline where she could see the whole yard. Her job was to provide extra cover in case the plan went south. Having someone on the outside that could pick off targets with a hand signal gave them an upper hand in case they somehow sniffed the plan out. 

Plus this gave her the opportunity to drop Sweeney. He was the first person she was finding as they started to run for their lives and she was going to make sure he could never back up his little talk. Everyone else would be in the prison, either in the tombs causing chaos or ready to give them the last scare off as they made their retreat.

Blake dropped her bag into the back of the SUV and readjusted the rifle on her shoulder. Carl bumped shoulders with her as he stormed off from the car and Blake rolled her eyes at his dramatics. Beth caught her eye from where she was holding Judith and she nodded Blake over.

"You'll be careful right?" Beth asked as Blake came to a stop beside her.

"Of course, it ain't like I'm down in the mess anyways. I'm almost as safe as you and Judy, I'll just have a little more active role." Blake told her, sending a reassuring smile to the girl before booping Judith on the nose. Beth smiled back at her before stepping up to press a kiss to Blake's lips. Blake returned it but they were soon cut off by an annoyed Judith banging her hand on Blake's chest.

"She doesn't like to share you apparently," Blake commented as she pulled away sending a fake scowl the babies way. Beth rolled her eyes and allowed Blake to drop a kiss to her forehead. "Be safe," Blake called out as the girl turned to get into the car that was now ready to leave. Beth just sent a little wave back in return along with a smile.

"You ready to roll?" Her dad asked, breaking her from her stare at the blonde. Blake cleared her throat but nodded, this was the part she was most excited for. She was getting to drive the motorcycle up to her post all by herself. Her dad had been a little hesitant but after a little convincing and some minor begging he gave in.

"Yeah, let's do this thing." Blake answered, giving Glenn a small fistbump before getting onto the bike.

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Blake got comfy, she had just finished covering the bike in some branches to make it hard to spot and now she had to make herself invisible. She laid down on her belly making sure she was positioned so she could see the whole yard without having to move too much. She had a small bag full of ammo next to her and a log in front of her to prop her gun up on. She pulled a few branches and some leaves on top of herself and flipped her ball cap around so that it was backwards before settling in to wait for the Governor and his men to arrive.

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