"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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The night had fallen and the new day had started.
After they escaped Woodbury, they discovered that Daryl was still there. So Rick and Maggie had to go back to save him. Xander wanted to go too, but Rick told him no and told him that Michonne, the Afro-American woman that came with them to save them, needs help with Glenn.
So he agreed to stay back and help with Glenn. They were leaning against the car, waiting for them to come back.
"Glenn! Xander!" Suddenly they heard Rick's voice.
The three of them stood up and walked towards them.
"Dad?" Xander called out.
"Rick?" Glenn called back.
They sighed in relief at the sight of their small group.
"Oh, thank god."
Rick held up a hand "Now we got a problem here. I need you to back up."
Xander, Glenn and Michonne frowned in confusion, but then Xander quickly pulled out his gun and pointed it towards Merle Dixon, glaring at him with hate. Glenn was next and then Michonne, who pulled out her sword.
"What the hell is he doing here?" Glenn demanded furiously aiming the gun forward.
"What the fuck is he doing here? Are you out of you minds?!" Xander raged.
"Hey!" Rick shouted, stepping in front of Michonne "Stop!"
"Glenn, don't!" Maggie pleaded, trying to grab his aggressive, swinging arms.
"Back up!" Daryl warned, standing protectively in front of Merle. His crossbow was raised, his gaze shifting between the three approaching attackers.
Xander couldn't believe what he was seeing right now. Is Daryl really protecting the asshole that tried to kill his own daughter?
"He tried to kill me!" Michone screamed.
"He left Rhea for the dead and you're fucking protecting him?!" Xander raged against the redneck.
Daryl looked towards the enraged boy and his heart dropped into his stomach when he heard that.
'Why is he really protecting Merle, when he left his daughter for the dead?' He asked himself.
"If it wasn't for him--" Glenn started.
Daryl cut him off "He helped us get out of there." he defended.
"Yeah, right after he beat the shit out of you." Rick countered still not lowering his gun on Michonne.
"Hey, we both took our licks, man." Merle jumps in with a smug smile.
"Jackass." Daryl called him.
"Hey, shut up." Merle bickered back.
"You shut the fuck up you dick?!" Xander pointed his gun at him.
