King Ezekiel had denied their offer, saying they can't aid in this war, but he offered Daryl a place to stay and he stayed—to stay safe.
So they all huddled in the van, the saviours radio on the dashboard as it made a static sound.
"For anyone out there who loved the obese bastard as much as I did, I just wanna say a few words." Negans voice spoke through the walkie. "Fat joey was not the most badass son of a bitch, but he was loyal. He had a great sense of humour." He said as Adeline rolled her eyes. "In fact, we were just joking about oral sex with Lucille the other day." Adeline turned to Carl as the pair grimaced at the memory.
"Things will not be the same now that he's dead." Negan continued. "Without fat Joey, skinny joey is just—" Negan let out a deep sigh. "Joey. So it's a goddamn tragedy. So, let's have a moment of silence."
Jaycee looking out of the window as she looked at the cars blocking their path. "Someone's trying to block the way." Jesus said as he looked out of the window. "Gotta be the Saviours."
"Look." Carl spoke as he pointed out of the window. "I think that's their base over there." Jaycee looked out the window at his words as Adeline and Madelyn looked over her shoulder.
"Yeah, that's it." Jesus nodded his head as they stared at the building in the far distance.
"Looks shitty." Jaycee mumbled as she turned to face forwards.
"They must be trying to make it hard to get to them." Jesus continued as he looked at the cars.
"We gotta keep goin'." Rick said as he leaned on the window. "We'll move them, and then we'll move them back. They don't need to know we were here." He turned the engine off as everyone got out of the van.
Jaycee let out a sigh as she moved towards the cars, everyone helping to move each cars out of their way.
"Rick." Michonne called the man over, holding out the binoculars for him.
Jaycee closed the car door as she slowly made her way towards them, as did the rest. Jaycee turned to the direction they were looking, her brows furrowing as the sun hit her eyes.
