Underneath a overpass, a car is heard passing by on top. Daryl walks out from behind the bushes. He whistles.
Daryl: Best to stay off the roads, head into the woods right there.
Brian: Come on. Go. Go.
Scott walks past them followed by other Alexandrians. Annabelle, Jenna who's holding Judith in her arms walks past. Lyla and Tara walks past them.
Dwight walks past as Brian glares at him as he walks past.
Brian and Rosita are walking beside each other with the others walking ahead of them down a wooden trail.
Tara: I got it
She grapples with a walker throwing it towards Dwight
Rosita: Tara!
Annabelle: What the hell?!!
Daryl: Seriously?!!
Tara: What? It got away.
Brian rolls his eyes as Lyla takes out her knife and rams it through the back of the walker's head, Dwight throws it down.
Everyone glares at Tara in disbelief, she rolls her eyes and walks down the trail. Lyla blows a strand of her hair out of her face, rolling her eyes, sheathing her knife.
Rosita: Did you hear them talking gone the walkie about Carson and Gabriel?
Brian: Yeah probably heading to Hilltop, same as us.
Another walker snarls through the bushes.
Rosita: Hopefully better then us
She raises her handgun as he raises his crossbow, Rosita fires a silenced shot forward.
LATER
Brian is walking through the woods with Rosita trailing behind him.
Rosita: Hey.
Brian: Where are they?
Rosita: They needed rest. Lyla needed rest. They're exhausted, they haven't slept.
Brian lets out a scoff.
Brian: 10 minutes then we keep going. I'm gonna go back, cover our tracks.
Rosita: I'll go with you
Tara: I have a question.
Lyla and Annabelle walks up to them.
Tara: Is there a reason why he's still breathing?
Dwight is leaning against a tree, Tara gestures over her shoulder towards him.
Lyla: Fight ain't over.
Tara: It is for him. I'm done waiting.
Brian looks at her with a blank expression.
Brian: Not now. Not yet.
He walks past them as Lyla watches him leave with a worried look.
Rosita: He's right. Dwight could have an angle we don't know about and it's smarter having him and Shaun with us.
Annabelle: He could help. He wants to. Can't give that up yet.
Rosita: We just lost Carl. Let's just stop.
Lyla: Just cut the bullshit already, Tara.
Rosita: At least until we get to the Hilltop.
Annabelle: Then maybe if we don't need him anymore, you can do whatever you want to.
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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
