In The End | Daryl Dixon

Chapter 2: Guts

As I was leaning against the side of the roof looking over the city I felt someone walk up beside me. "I'm sure your brother is out there. Alive." I glanced over and saw Glenn looking straight ahead.

I looked down, "Yeah, I hope so. He's all I have."

He looked over towards me, "I know I've only known you for about 30 minutes, but I'd like to hope for your sake, that he's out there looking for you."

I smiled and looked at Glenn, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it." He smiled back.

"By the way, what's everyones name? I've gathered who Merle is." I chuckled.

"Well, you know who Andrea is, she's the one that put the gun in your face."

I laughed lightly, "Yeah, can't forget that."

"T-dog is the one that's on the ground beside you, Jacqui is the one standing beside Andrea, and Morales is the one who got Andrea to not shoot you." Glenn finally finished pointing out everyone.

"Good to know." I nodded. My attention was brought back to Morales talking to T-dog.

"How's that signal?"

"Like Dixons brain. Weak." T-dog responded. That only caused Merle to give T-dog the finger.

"Keep trying."

Andrea cut into the conversation, "Why? There's nothing they can do. Not a damn thing."

I turned around, now facing Merle who was sitting on the ground still handcuffed to the pipe.

Rick looked at Morales with confusion on his face, "We've got some people outside the city is all. There's no refugee center. That's a pipe dream."

"Then she's right, we're on our own. Up to us to find a way out." Rick said while looking at everyone on the roof.

"Good luck with that. These streets aint safe in this part of town from what I hear." Then Merle shifted his gaze onto me. "Aint that right sugar tits?" I raised my eyebrow. "Hey honey bunch, what you say you get me out of these cuffs we go off somewhere and bump some uglies? Gonna die anyway."

I walked over to him, crouching down in front of him. His smirk growing with ever step I took, I lowered my voice, "Call me sugar tits again, and I'll shove that rifle so far up your ass, someones gonna have to stick their hand up your ass to pull the trigger."

"Feisty, I like it." Merle responded. I rolled my eyes and walked back over towards Glenn.

"Streets aint safe." Rick commented.

"Now there's an understatement." Morales said.

"What about under the streets? The sewers?" Rick asked Morales.

"Oh man." Morales turned around and looked to Glenn, "Hey Glenn, check that alley. You see any man hole covers?"

Glenn ran over to the other side of the roof and looked over the edge, "No, must be all out on the street where the geeks are."

"Maybe not." Jacqui spoke up. "Old building like this built in the 20s, big structure often had drainage tunnels into the sewers in case of flooding. Down in the subbasements."

"How do you know that?" Glenn asked.

"It's my job- was. I worked in the cities zoning office."

Everyone just stood around looking at each other, "Well? Are we going to go look in the subbasement?" I questioned.

Glenn led the way as he said he scoped out this building several times. When we got to the subbasement I saw a yellow ladder descending down into the unknown. We all gathered around the ladder and the railing surrounding it. Glenn flashed his flashlight down into the hole.