"She's just a kid"
"She knows how to survive"
Cassie Dixon, only twelve at the start of the outbreak. With her mothers smarts and her fathers skills, can she survive? Or will she have to depend on her found family along the way?
Who will make it t...
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"Should we help her?" Carl panicked, looking to his dad for instructions. She dropped her bag as Rick walked towards the field to get a closer look. She pulled out a sword, cutting off the head of a walker while stumbling unsteadily.
"Come on, Cassie!" Carl waved me forward after his father. Emily took the baby from Beth, letting the teenage girl open the gate for us to run down.
Her body dropped to the ground, loosing consciousness and prompting Rick to race forward, Carl and I each taking action to give the woman cover and shoot at the walkers around her.
"Carl!" Rick called and his son tossed him the keys to the fence, allowing him to unlock it.
"Shit." Rick groaned as he saw the mess he was opening the fence to. Rick, Carl and I stepped outside of the safe fenced in space, shooting at the incoming walkers. Carl rushed to grab the basket which the woman had dropped, Rick moving to stand over the woman cautiously while I retrieved my arrows.
"Is she bit?" Hershel called over from inside the fence as Rick checked the body wound on the woman's leg.
"Gunshot" Rick replied kneeling over the unconscious woman. He took her arm and pulled her over his shoulder to carry her into the prison, the rest of us following alongside him after locking up the gates again.
"Carl, get a blanket. Beth, water and a towel." Rick ordered out when we entered the dining area.
"All right."
"Here?" Carl asked, laying a blanket onto the concrete floor.
"She's not coming in the cell blocks." He stated protectively, still not knowing who this woman was, why she had our supplies or how she found us. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Steady now. All right." Rick gently laid her down on the blanket before turning to Beth who returned withy supplies for him. "All right. Thank you."
"It's all right. It's all right." He calmly woke the woman up, pouring some of the water onto her chest. "Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me. Who are you?" He asked carefully but she seemed distracted, looking around in a frenzied panic until she spotted her sword laying on the floor, Rick kicking it further away when she reached for it.
"No. We're not going to hurt you unless you try something stupid first, all right?" He threatened.
"Rick." My dad's voice called out, pulling our attention from the woman. "Who the hell is this?" He asked walking in from our cell block.
"You wanna tell us your name?" Rick asked as she sat up slightly. "You wanna tell us your name?" He repeated the question, but she stated silent.
"Y'all come on in here." Daryl nodded us towards the cell block with him.
