"She's just a kid"
"She knows how to survive"
Cassie Dixon, only twelve at the start of the outbreak. With her mothers smarts and her fathers skills, can she survive? Or will she have to depend on her found family along the way?
Who will make it t...
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Carol took notice of someone sneaking away to the horse stables, following after the figure. She walked into the stable to find none other than Daryl Dixon struggling to set up the horse saddle.
"You can't." She warned, rushing over to him.
"I'm fine." He huffed.
"Hershel said you need to heal." She reminded.
"Yeah, I don't care."
"Well, I do. And Cassie does too" She told him, knowing if he would do anything it would be for his daughter. "Rick's going out later to follow the trail."
"Yeah well, I ain't gonna sit around and do nothing."
"No, you're gonna go out there and get yourself hurt even worse and your daughter will have to see you in that pain again. We don't know if we're gonna find her, Daryl. We don't." She admitted while Daryl turned away from the horse to look at her, caught off guard. "I don't." She whispered honestly.
"What?" He asked her.
"Can't lose you too." She said with a tear. He threw the saddle down, kneeling over in pain from the action.
"Are you all right?" She rushed to check on him.
"Just leave me be." He shouted back, brushing her off. "Stupid bitch." He muttered waving her off and standing alone.
Dale walked over to the RV finding Glenn standing up with the rifle slung over his shoulder and me sitting in the lawn chair, baseball cap on and using the binoculars to look out over the farm.
"Andrea's looking for you." Glenn called down to the older man.
"Thank you, Glenn." Dale nodded.
"Any chance you got an extra hat? Cassie wont let me borrow hers" Glenn sent a teasing remark my way.
"It looks cooler on me" I shot back earning a laugh from the man below.
"Nope." Dale shook his head in response to Glenn, taking off his own hat with a smile and tossing it up to the young man.
"Thanks." Glenn caught the hat, setting it on his head. "What?" He asked when he noticed me giggling.
"You look like Dale" I replied and he smiled. Below us Dale had entered the RV to find Andrea gearing up.
"You seeing anything interesting?" Glenn asked, moving to look over me.
"Nope, nothin'" I shook my head.
"Going off with Rick to look for Sophia." Andrea told Dale when she noticed him.
"I thought he was talking with Hershel." Dale recalled.
