Brian and Daryl pulls up to a abandoned plant on their bikes with a white truck pulling in behind them.
Hershel rolls down the window looking around the area. Rick and Ian opens the doors and gets out. Hershel grabs a rifle and continues looking though the open window.
Rick, Brian, Daryl, and Ian walks between the silos with the Dixons leading the way, crossbows raised upward.
Brian holds up his hand motioning with his hand ahead of them. They run though a field then alongside of a building up towards a blue building.
On the ground is a walker with a gunshot in the center of its head. Rick points ahead as the three runs away while Rick slowly enters the building.
He hears a faint tapping sound making him cock his Colt. He walks forward where a table and two chairs are located.
He hears noises making him snap his head around the room when footsteps are heard approaching, the Govenor steps into the light as Rick glares at him.
The Govenor holds up his hands and chuckles while Rick tilts his head to the side
Govenor: We have a lot to talk about.
Rick: You attacked us. Makes things pretty clear.
Governor: I was trying to make things clear. I could have killed you all. I didn't.
Rick: And here we are.
The Govenor goes for something making Rick quickly raise his Colt towards him.
Governor: I'm gonna remove my weapon. Show that I mean to negotiate in good faith
Brian is outside staring though one of the windows.
Govenor: I'd like you to do the same. May I?
Rick slightly motions with his gun as the Governor unclips his gun belt from around his waist and hangs it up on a nail.
Govenor: See? No trouble. Now you
Rick keeps his grip tightly on his gun not taking his angry filled eyes trained on him before he hostlers the gun in his hilt
Govenor: Well.....suit yourself.
He takes a seat in one of the chairs but a gun is taped underneath the table below him. Outside, Brian walks up to the front of the building where Ian, Daryl and Hershel are waiting beside the truck.
Brian: He's already in there sitting down with Rick.
Ian: I don't see any cars.
Daryl: Me neither.
Brian: Don't feel right.
Ian: Keep it running.
A group of cars are heard approaching
Daryl: Heads up.
Ian, Brian, and Daryl raises up their weapons as Martinez pulls up in a SUV coming to a stop in front of the building. Milton gets out of the back while Andrea and Annabelle also gets out of the truck.
Brian: What the fuck?
Daryl: Why's your boy already in there?
Annabelle: Wait what?
Andrea: He's here?
Ian: Yeah.
Annabelle and Andrea looks at Martinez who's smirking smugly. Annabelle rolls her eyes while Andrea slides open the door slightly and enters the building.
Ian: Hey again
Annabelle: Hey yourself, pretty hair
Ian chuckles slightly while Annabelle smirks.
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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
