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[35] DECISIONS

"I told you she won't kill him," Charlie said a couple days after Andrea's visit.

"Who would have thought?" Glenn smiled weakly.

"I did," she dropped everything and looked at her friend. Her sudden outburst made everyone to look at her. "She basically betrayed us."

"Or maybe she got us a better deal." said Carol.

"The only good deal is killing him," Charlie said and heard Merle's laugh.

"Now she's talking!"

"I know you don't like Andrea so much, but have a bit faith in her," Carol tried to persuade her. "She's one of us. A little trust wouldn't hurt."

"Someone like Andrea, who shoots one of their own and ignores everyone around can't be trusted."

After her words, she came back to whatever she was doing but made Glenn halt. "Will you ever get over it?"

"Will I get over it?" Charlie said. "Hmm...no. And life goes on."

Maggie shook her head with an amused expression. Meanwhile, Carol sighed in the corner, unable to comprehend why Andrea had betrayed them. When they talked about it earlier, Andrea had seemed fully committed to their plan. The man standing next to Charlie took what he needed and then took a few steps back."If anyone gets pinned down, we need to make sure that they have plenty of ammo,"

"What we should be doing is loading some of this firepower in a truck and paying a visit to the Governor," Merle said. "We know where he is right now."

"Just go and kill him?" Maggie asked.

"Yeah."

"We told Rick and Daryl that we'd stay put."

"I've changed my mind, sweetheart," Merle shrugged. "Being on the sideline with my brother out there ain't sitting right with me."

"Oh, look at you," Charlie said. "Who would have thought you are so caring."

"The three of them are right in the middle of it," Glenn interrupted. "They could get taken hostage or killed. A thousand things could go wrong."

"And they will," Dixon argued.

"My dad can take care of himself," Carl expressed his own opinion.

"Sorry, son, but your dad's head could be on a pike real soon."

To that, Carl shook his head and made his way out of the room through the door that led outside. Maggie moved her worried eyes from a boy to Merle and furrowed her brows. "Don't say that to him."

"Asshole," Charlie spat and walked after Carl, worried that something might happen.

He was standing in the corner, trying to see if the familiar car wasn't approaching. Carl changed through the last time, as he became more serious, tried to listen, and didn't try to act as if he was an adult already - even though now he was acting the most responsible and had a whole baby on his head for most of the time.

"What would I do?" Carl asked. Charlie furrowed her eyebrows."If my dad dies."

"He won't."

"But if he does?" Carl looked at her. "You have no idea how to raise a kid. Besides, you can't even be in the same room as my sister."

She stepped closer, so now she was standing right next to the boy. "Thank God, there's more people here than just me."

"Yeah...Because everyone would like to have a boy with a baby if the day comes."

"Hey," she called and furrowed her eyebrows. He was still looking down with pouty lips, so Charlie took his chin between her fingers and forced him to look at her. "Look at me. You...and your sister...are loved. You understand?" she asked. "And we are a family now. Not a group, not friends...a family. And you never leave your family behind. You understand me?"