Jaycee put down the walkie in her hand, hiding it so nobody could find it. Everyone was okay. Alexandria, Hilltop, The kingdom. Adeline was fine.
A knock at her door made her jump, making sure the walkie was hidden before going to the door. But, Jaycee let out a sigh, seeing it was Dwight. "Eugene knows." Dwight said as Jaycee's eyes widened, pulling him into her room and closing the door behind her.
"Is that why he gave you a 'I know what you did' look?" Jaycee crossed her arms over her chest, raising her brow. "How does he know it was you?"
"He was in my room, messing around and saw the figurines I painted—which were red. And there was, uhm, a red stain on the bag." Dwight awkwardly said as Jaycee's eyes widened.
"You gotta be kidding me." Jaycee muttered to herself, squeezing her eyes shut. "You didn't think to wash your damn hands when getting those guns?" She said in a hushed whisper as Dwight let out a sigh.
"I know." Dwight ran a hand through his hair as Jaycee sat down on one of the chairs, her head in her hands. "Simon thinks it's Eugene. We could pin it on—"
"We're not pinning it on Eugene. He may be a fucking idiot but he's still my friend." Jaycee gave Dwight a pointed look. "I'm sure they won't think it's you. They think you're still Negan's bitch. And they definitely won't think it's Bellamy. Me? Probably? But I saved Negan's ass back there." Jaycee shrugged her shoulders. "Me and Gabriel could have left him, fed him to the walkers, but I didn't."
"Eugene will be a problem." Dwight told her as Jaycee shook her head, kissing her teeth.
"Nah, don't worry. I'll handle Eugene." Jaycee told him, shaking her head once again. "Or, I'll personally throw him to the walkers myself. Don't be getting yourself killed, now, you're the only person I can tolerate here." She let out a sigh as she stood up. "Now, I need to go see if Gabriel's okay, but If Eugene says anything, send him my way." Jaycee said as she opened the door for him.
The pair left the room, Jaycee making her way to the medical room. She softly knocked on the door as Dr. Carson opened it, giving her a soft smile. "Is he...okay?" Jaycee asked, holding onto the bracelet Madelyn gave her.
Dr. Carson gave her a frown, which meant no. He opened the door for her as she walked in, looking down at Gabriel, a sad look on her face. "He's getting worse. We have no meds for him." Dr. Carson explained as Jaycee sat down before Gabriel, who was lying on the bed, asleep.
