The Dead World

Twenty Three ~ Dollface

Rick walked up into the cell blocks quickly finding the man he'd been looking for, Merle Dixon was busy ripping apart a mattress.

"Just looking for a little vacation" Merle caught Rick watching him "Best dope i ever had was in a mattress but i've found nothing, this place must have been no fun at all"

"We need your help" Rick stated not interested in small talk with the man "Do you even know why you do the things that you do? The choices you make?" 

Neither of them spoke for a moment "We give him Michonne, Woodbury stands down. I don't like it but it's what needs to be done, we need to make it quiet, we need your help with that"

"What about Dollface? She okay with you following this plan?" Merle smirked when Rick looked away "Oh, by quiet you mean not to tell her? Have you told any of the others?"

"Just Hershel, Daryl and you know the final plan. Phoebe can not know do you understand me!" Rick stepped forward and Merle smirked.

"Huh, i thought the inner circle was bigger than that? But i'm honored, you know...When we'd go out on runs, he'd bash somebodys skull, slash somebodys throat and he'd say 'never waste a bullet' and i always thought it was an excuse" 

Merle paused "You go on, give him that girl, he ain't gonna kill her, you know. He's gonna do things to her...Probably take out one of her eyes, both of 'em most likely, You'd let that happen...For a shot?" 

Merle blew out a fake shiver when he recieved no answer "Ohh, you're cold as ice Officer Friendly...You're gonna need wire, not rope. Wire. Nothing she can chew through" He chuckled slightly as Rick just stared at him "You know something? You're right, i don't know why i do the things i do, never did. I'm a damn mystery to me...But i know you Rick, yeah i thought a lot about you...You ain't got the spine for it"

"We need to get her to the Governor by noon" Rick hissed and walked off having blown through his patience for the older Dixon.

Merle Dixon had told the truth, he didn't know why he did the things he did, like why right now he was searching for a particular Grimes. Maybe it was because Officer Friendly had told him not too, that was what he was telling himself anyway.

"Doll" Merle leant against her cell door, she'd been in here since they got back the other day. No one knew why and Merle didn't care enough to leave her be.

"Hello Merle" she smiled seeing him stood there.

"So i just had a very interested conversation with your brother" he smirked seeing her sit up tilting her head in question "He's asked for my personal help in disposing of a certain nubian queen"

"Her name is Michonne and you will be doing no such thing" Phoebe glared at the man who held his hands up.

"See here's the thing, i am going too. I'm going to tie her up and take her to the Governor then i'm going to kill him" Merle smirked again when she stood up.

"Who knows?" she demanded and he sighed.

"Let's see, there's yours truely, Daddy One leg, Officer Friendly, Darylina and now you" he listed names off on his fingers.

"You have nicknames for everyone?" Phoebe looked very unimpressed when he nodded happily.

"There's farm girl, lil bo peep, Demon child, karate kid.." 

"Okay that's enough" she sighed cutting him off, he could at least make them more unique "I already told you Merle, you're not going alone"

"What you gonna do?" he asked looking down at her closely.

"We leave Michonne here, the Governor is there waiting for us or at least he will be. We take him out while we have the chance and get out" Phoebe fired off watching his face go over her plan.