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A woman Paula is looking through a pair of binoculars seeing Brian tackling Primo on the ground. Lyla, Maggie, and Carol are being held at gunpoint
Paula: Lower your gun, prick.
Through the binoculars, Ian has his gun trained down on Primo as he lifts his head up in confusion.
Paula: You with the pretty hair. All of you lower your weapons right now.
Brian takes out his handgun and pulls back the lock aiming it down at the man. Rick leans down and grabs the walkie.
Rick: Come on out. Let's talk.
Michelle: How many we got?
Paula: 12 in sight. Too many.
Donnie: No, we can take em. We took more.
Molly: Yeah but because we had Blondie with us and he's a one army army and not to mention a fucking demon.
Donnie: I swear he scares the shit out of me sometimes
Michelle: He scares the shit out of everyone
Maggie and Lyla shares a look of confusion with each other
Paula smirks looking through the binoculars, seeing Vivian moving her rifle around the tree line
Paula: We're not coming out but we will talk. Names.
Maggie: I'm Maggie, this is Lyla and Carol.
Paula: We've got a Carol, a Maggie, and a Lyla.
Brian's eyes widens in horror as his jaw clenches and his hands tightens around the grip of his gun
Paula: I'm thinking that's something you want to chat about. Now we're gonna work this out right now and it's going to our way.
Ian and Rick looks at each other while Brian paces back and forth looking out towards the tree line, anger in his eyes
Grady and Daryl grabs Primo lifting him up to his feet, Daryl presses his gun to the side of his head.
Rick: You can see we have one of yours.
Grady pulls out his handgun aiming it also at Primo's head.
Rick: We'll trade.
Paula: I'm listening.
Rick: First I want to one of our people, make sure they're all right
Paula: I'm gonna put you on. You say you're fine. I'll know if you try anything else
She walks over to Lyla, yanking her forward towards the walkie
Lyla: Rick, it's Lyla. We're okay. We'll figure this---
Paula: Shut up
She pushes Lyla who clenches her jaw in anger
Paula: You have your proof. Let's talk.
Rick: This is the deal right here. Let em go, you can have your guy back and live.
Paula: Three for one, that's not much of a trade. Is the cute brunette girl up for trade?
Rosita clenches her jaw moving her eyes around the treeline, gripping the trigger on her rifle.
Rick: You don't have another choice or you would've done something about it already.
Paula lowers the binoculars down
Donnie: We have to get him back.
Paula: Primo can take care of himself.
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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
