"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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A few hours later Rhea fluttered her eyes open. She felt extremely dizzy because she was certainly upside down. The car had flipped several times in the collision.
She could see Lori unconscious next to her, and the teenager grew worried about the pregnant woman.
"Lori... Lori. Wake up." Rhea whispered in a cracked voice.
Lori had a long gash across her forehead and she didn't respond. The girl tried swinging her arm towards the woman but she was just out of her reach.
Her face felt sticky from blood and she didn't like it. Rhea needed to get out of there, but most importantly to get the pregnant woman out of here.
Rhea found the unlock button on her seatbelt and after counting slowly to three she pressed down on the button.
She fell quickly but painfully as she felt smaller pieces of glass enter her body. Her back was scratched and her arms were bloody as she pulled herself into a sitting position.
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"Holy shit." Glenn whispered as him and Hershel walk over to Xander and Rick.
"You alright?" Rick asked the others.
"Yeah." Glenn mumbled.
"Hershel?" Xander turned to him and he nodded.
"Let's head back." Hershel mutters dejectedly.
Rick took Tony's shotgun and bullets while Glenn took Dave's gun.
Xander was about to open the door when a car pulled up.
"Car. Car. Get down." Rick whispered and gestures for them to get down to the floor.
Hershel runs to the opposite side of the door in between that and the window. Rick crouched down in front of the door, while Glenn grabbed the teenage boy and pulled him to the other side.
The car shuts off and the two doors close.
"Dave? Tony? They said over here?" One man calls out.
"Yeah." second one answers.
"I'm telling you, man, I heard shots." A nervous third voice said.
