A truck is driving down a path. Daryl, Brian, and T-Dog are sitting in the back of the truck. Grady is driving. Andrea sitting beside him. Andrea notices Grady is depressed, she places her hand over top of his giving him a sad smile.
Daryl looks at Brian, patting him on the shoulder.
ELSEWHERE
The group are all standing around the graves. Dale's is next to Sophia's.
Carl is standing between Lori and Vivian, letting a lone tear slip down his cheek.
Rick: I'd look at Dale. He'd be looking back at me with that look he had
Grady looks down letting a tear roll down his cheek.
Ian: We've all see it one time or another.
Glenn looks down.
Rick: I couldn't always read him, but he could read us. He saw people for who they were
T-Dog looks up, tears in his eyes. Brian looks at Dale's grave with tears in his eyes.
Rick: He knew things about us. The truth......
Maggie places her hand on Glenn's arm. Lyla wraps her arms around Brian's waist. Beth wraps her arms around Vivian who wraps her arms around her resting her head on top of hers.
Ian: He knew who we really are
Daryl and Brian look at each other then back to Rick and Ian.
Ian: He said this group was broken. The best way to honor him is to unbreak it.
Rick: Set aside our differences and pull together, stop feeling sorry for ourselves and take control of our lives.
Ian: Our safetly
Rick: Our future. We're not broken. We're gonna prove him wrong.
Ian: From now, we do it his way.
Rick: This is how we honor Dale
Shane clenches his jaw not liking what they said. Rick stands up and walks back to his family.
CAMP
Everyone is starting to pack up their stuff and move into the house
Grady: Monty Python.
T-Dog: Dude, you are so weird
Grady: I know.
Hershel, Beth, Lyla, Rick, Maggie, Lyla, and Rick are standing next to the truck.
Rick: It'll be tight.
Brian and Daryl walks closer
Rick: 20 people in one house
Hershel: Don't worry about that. With the swamp hardening, the creek drying up.....
Maggie: With 50 heads of cattle on the property, we might as well be ringing the damn dinner bell.
Hershel: She's right.
Ian walks closer
Hershel: We should've moved you in a while ago.
Ian: Let's move the vehicles near each of the doors facing out towards the road.
Rick: We'll build a lookout in the windmill, another in the barn loft. That should give us sightlines both sides of the property. T-Dog, you take the perimete around the house. Keep track of everyone coming and going
T-Dog: What about standing guard?
Brian: We're on double duty
T-Dog: Gotcha, redneck
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TWD-Vivian Grimes
FanfictionVivian Grimes: oldest child of Rick and Lori Grimes. When the dead began attacking the living, she thought her dad was dead until he found his way back to them again
