"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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Everyone stood outside gathering rocks for Otis's funeral.
Shane came back and told a bullshit story of how Otis died, while trying to save both his and Carl's life. Rhea didn't believe it one bit and so did Xander. Shane, had also shaved his hair for some reason. His personality had also changed, especially towards Rhea. When he left he was neighborly, but when he came back he was tough and glared at the girl a lot which made her glare back.
Rhea also noticed the way he was staring at Lori, Xander and Carl more often.
As they were still picking more rocks, the sound of a motorcycle caught her attention, a sound she knew very well. In the far distance was Daryl Dixon on his bike with the others following behind.
Daryl pulled up first with Andrea behind him driving one of the cars and Dale in the RV. T-Dog went inside to tell Rick and Lori that the group is here. Everyone gathered upfront as the group climb out of their cars.
"How is he?" Dale asked them like he was afraid of the answer, his eyebrows were furrowed in consern.
"He'll pull through, thanks to Hershel and his people." Lori answered with a thick voice. She looked over her shoulder towards the family that saved the live of her youngest son.
"And Shane. We'd have lost Carl if not for him." Rick added. Dale pulled him into a hug, while Carol pulls Lori into one, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Thank God. We were so worried." Carol said.
"How'd it happen?" Dale asked as he step back from Rick.
"Hunting accident. That's all... Just a stupid accident." Rick answers with bitter amusement.
Daryl then looked towards his daughter and walked towards her. "You okay?" He asked her, when he saw the bandage on her shoulder.
She looked at her shoulder and then at her father with a smile "I'm fine dad. Don't worry."
Daryl scoffed at her and bring her in for a hug "I'm your father, it's my job to worry about you."
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