"If you think Rick is the problem, I guess you don't know what I'm fucking capable of you asshole." - Rhea Dixon
"I guess I do have more balls even than you Shane." - Rhea Dixon
"I'm a Dixon. And I've been through a lot more hell than any of you ev...
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Daryl was glaring at his brother's chopped off hand, before he raised his crossbow and pointed it at T-Dog.
In that moment Rhea moved in front of T-Dog, looking her father in the eyes.
"Rhea move!" Daryl growled at her.
But she stood her ground "No! T-Dog is not for blame here, I am. I had the key for Merle's handcuffs, but I throw it away and left Merle behind... just like he did with me." Daryl gritted his teeth in anger at what she told him "If you're going to be angry at someone... be angry at me, not him."
Daryl kept his crossbow pointed at his daughter, while the others watched them nervously, thinking that Daryl will kill his daughter, but he put his crossbow down and the others breath out in relief.
"You got a do-rag or something?" Daryl asked T-Dog.
T-Dog reached into his pocket, pulling out a blue rag and handed it over to Daryl. He took it and walked toward Merle's severed hand, kneeling down, picking the hand up, placing it on the rag.
"I guess the saw blade was too dull for the handcuffs. Ain't that a bitch." Rhea commented with a chuckle.
"Rhea!" Daryl warned her, as he wrapped the hand in the rag. He stood up and walked towards Glenn, putting the hand inside his backpack.
Xander chuckled at the face Glenn was making, and shared a look with Rhea, who was also smirking.
"He must have used a tourniquet, maybe his belt. Be much more blood if he didn't." Daryl noticed a blood trail, slowly starting to follow it. Rhea, Xander and Rick were right behind him, while T-Dog went to grab Dale's tool box.
Around a corner they found another door leading back into the building. The five of them tread carefully each of them raising their weapons beside Glenn.
"Merle? You in here?" Daryl started calling his voice echoing in the empty stairwell.
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In the building, they found themselves in some kind of receptionist area. A walker turned around with her jaw completely hanging off, growling at them, but Daryl took her out with an arrow to the head.
