﹙season two, episode seven﹚ pretty much dead already
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SHE DIDN'T WANT TO believe it, but the more she thought about it, the more likely it became in her eyes. She could see Dale confronting Shane, or maybe just talking to him, and Dale looked almost . . . afraid. Fearful, even. Fear from being in Shane's presence.
Juliette wasn't aware of what words were shared between the two men, but the atmosphere around them was unwelcoming and tense. She didn't like the smirk that played on Shane's lips, either.
Jules stepped out of her tent early that morning to assist Carol in cooking their group breakfast. She was frying eggs on the pan as Jules scrambled them.
The sun had barely risen, not yet even visible above the tree line. She rubbed her eyes tiredly, but she wanted to do this. She hated not being able to do much, but at least she was able to cook them breakfast.
"You look tired," Carol said lightly and quietly. Jules glanced up at her, before her eyes flickered back down at the pan.
"It's hard to get any sleep at night anymore," Jules answered in the same tone of voice. It was the truth. She'd be surprised if anyone could get a good night's sleep.
"I get where you're coming from," Carol responded just as Andrea stepped out of her tent. Andrea looked at them, eyes meeting Jules, then quickly darting away guiltily. As if she ran over Juliette's dog. Which didn't happen, because she doesn't even own a dog.
Frowning, Jules retraced her steps in her mind. Did something happen between her and Andrea that she forgot about? No . . . So, what was up with her? "Is there anything wrong with Andrea?" Jules dipped her head down closer to Carol, voice lowering.
The older woman sent her a questioning glance before shaking her head. "Not that I know of. Why?"
"No reason."
Soon enough breakfast was ready and everyone was out of their tents, eating. Jules wasn't hungry, leaving her to sit quietly next to Glenn. She wasn't paying much attention to anything but the piece of tree bark in her hands Shane carved for her.
It wasn't until she heard his voice that she realized he had gotten up, standing in the middle of their little camp. "Um, guys," he said, pacing anxiously. He then glanced over at the house, making Jules do the same. Her eyes connected with a not-so-happy Maggie who stormed back inside.
Raising an eyebrow intently, confused by the interaction, Jules turned her body to face Glenn. He rubbed his hands together, gulping.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Dale nodding at him encouragingly. As if the three of them were at war with a bigger force, but had different strategies to defeat it.
