VILLAINESS [TWD]

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Ellie knew that Daryl was playing both sides. Or, more specifically, that he was playing the Reapers and staying loyal to the group.

That's why she stayed back with Pope at the town.

"You want a crack at him?" Pope asks as he walks out of the room.

Ellie watches the man through the window. Pope had just talked to him a bit. The man now had a cut from the side of his nose to his ear.

Ellie rolls her neck. "If he runs out, shoot him."

Pope grins as Ellie walks into the room. He sticks behind the wall so the man couldn't see him. But, this meant that he couldn't hear them, either.

The man looks up at Ellie through swollen eyes. He spits out some blood as Ellie takes off Sasha's gloves and slides them in her back pocket.

"You gonna cut another finger off like your buddy 'Dixon' did?" he asks, tired and in pain.

Ellie slides a bucket of water over. "You know he had to do that."

She takes out a washcloth and wipes at his injury. He hisses through the pain and Ellie tries her best to bandage him up.

"What do you mean by that?" he asks.

Ellie throws a look over her shoulder then back to the man, voice dropping to a whisper. "He told me to let him try. That you had a plan."

The man gives an incredulous look.

Ellie wasn't sure who exactly this man was, but he had to know the others.

"I'm Ellie. Glenn and Maggie's daughter."

The man's eyes widen. His Maggie? His leader? And Glenn.. only a few people knew of Maggie's husband's name.

"Hershel's sister," she clarifies.

That was a test. Knowing Glenn and Maggie was one thing.. But, Hershel.. Ellie knew that Maggie took Hershel and lived on the road. That's how she kept leaving supplies for them.

"Frost.." he breathes out. "My name."

Ellie smiles and dips the rag into the water. "Alden was out there.. Daryl is here now."

Frost sighs as Ellie places the rag on his cheek. The water felt nice and Ellie's hands were comforting after the pain and agony.

"Gabriel and I were trying to get away, but I lost him. Elijah, too."

"And Negan?"

Frost scoffs. "That prick? Hopefully, the assholes here got him."

Confusion swirls through Ellie.

"Have you heard anything out of Rick?"

"Rick Grimes? All I know about Rick is that he died on a bridge."

A pain through Ellie's temple. 

"Look, we've only got a little bit of time.. Do you think you can walk?"

"I can.. Where are the others?"

"They're out there looking. I'll make it look like you escaped. All that's here is me. So, you'll lead me to the rest and we can get a plan together after."

"I don't know where they are.. That wasn't a lie. The yellow house I told Daryl was just a pitstop that might've had supplies in it."

"At least we can regroup there," Ellie assures.

She takes out a knife and slowly cuts at the binds around Frost's hands. 

"How?" he asks, rubbing his sore wrists.