"I've done things," Charlie said, looking up into his eyes full of disappointment. "Things that I am not proud of. But everything I've done, I've done to survive...And I did. I survived."
"And are you happy?" Daryl asked, using all his power to stop...
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The RV? A mess.
White smoke was coming out of the hood, while Rick and Dale tried to come up with an idea of how to fix it.
"I told you we'd never get far on that hose," said Dale. "I said I needed the one from the cube van."
"Can you jerry-rig it?" Rick asked.
"That's all it's been so far. It's more duct tale than hose." Dale shook his head. "And I'm out of duct tape."
"I see something up ahead. A gas station if we're lucky." Shane said as he put down binoculars.
"Y'all, Jim...It's bad. I don't think he can take anymore." Jacquie gasped as she ran out of the RV.
"Hey, Rick, you want to hold down the fort?" said Shane. "I'll drive ahead, and see what I can bring back."
"Yeah, I'll come along too and I'll back you up." he nodded and headed into the RV to talk with Jim.
"Y'all keep your eyes open now. We'll be right back." Shane informed everyone.
There was no saving Jim. The ride was just killing him faster. He felt every bump, the smallest rock was causing him pain. Besides, he was like a bomb, ready to blow and it was just dangerous to have him around. Charlie knew it. Shane knew it. Daryl knew it. And Rick had to face it. There was no way he would make it to the CDC, and he probably didn't even want to.
"It's what he says he wants," said Rick.
"And he's lucid?" asked worried Carl.
"He seems to be." nodded Rick. "I would say yes."
Dale looked around. "Back in the camp when I said Daryl might be right and you shut me down, you misunderstood. I would never go along with callously killing a man. I was just gonna suggest that we ask Jim what he wants." he said. "And I think we have an answer."
"We just leave him here?" Shane asked. "We take off? Man, I'm not sure I could live with that." he shook his head.
Charlie furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at him. He was acting all good and pure, he couldn't live with that...But there was no problem sleeping with his best friend's wife.
"It's not your call, either one of you," said Lori.
Eventually, Rick and Shane helped to carefully walk Jim out of the RV. They placed him under some tree, so he could lean his back on it, and everyone gathered around him- Charlie a little at the back, hiding behind Daryl.
"Hey." Jim breathed with a smile. "Another damn tree."
But nobody laughed or even smiled.
"Hey, Jim." Shane leaned in. "I mean, you know it doesn't need to be this."
"No. It's good." he shook his head. "The breeze feels nice."
"Okay. All right."
Jacquie kneeled beside him and sniffed as she looked at his pale face. "Just close your eyes, sweetie. Don't fight."
