"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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Next morning Rhea woke up, due to the sound of an alarm clocking going off. She kept her eyes shut but her brain was awake. She could hear Rick calling Xander's name but she didn't bother to open her eyes.
"Rhea?" Xander softly called from the top bunk.
"Leave me the fuck alone." She mumbled, throwing the covers over her face. The blanket was soon ripped away from her and there was Xander. "Hey! What the hell Xander?" She asked him.
"Come on, let's go. Dad and Carl are waiting." Xander insisted.
She sighed in frustration as she sat up in bed and got changed. She walked outside nearly blinded by the bright sun. She saw Glenn and Carol making breakfast, Rick, Xander and Carl were down in the prison yard while Maggie was up in one of the towers.
Rhea, Xander, Carl and Rick walked down the dirt path where they saw Michonne leading her horse towards the gate, prepared for another search for the Governor.
"Be careful out there." Rick told her.
"Always am. Any requests? Books? Comics? Some stale M&M's?" Michonne asked.
Carl laughed "You're the one that likes stale M&M's."
"Then I'll definitely be looking for some." Michonne responded with a smirk "I'll look for some stuff you like, too. Why don't you wear your hat anymore?"
"It's not a farming hat." Carl simply answered "See you soon?"
"Pretty soon." Michonne assured.
Rhea sent her a small wave as she mounted her horse and began to ride out of the fence's perimeter.
The Grimes brothers and the Dixon girl walked down towards the vegetable garden. Carl was holding a bucket for his father, while Rhea and Xander were staying by the pen with the pigs, checking if they were okay and feeding them.
"They only took out one cluster yesterday." Carl said, gesturing to the walkers that were huddled in one area against the fence "Probably gonna need more people today. Maybe we could help."
"I got other plans involving dirt and cucumbers and keeping people fed." Rick told his youngest son.
"Well, if you don't want to, maybe I could. Could I?" Carl wondered hopeful.
"We have other plans. That's what I should have said." Rick grumbled as he stood up and made his way over towards his oldest son and the Dixon girl.
Rick handed Xander the bucket and signaled him to feed the pigs. He nodded and dumped the contents into the feeder and all the pigs huddled around him.
"Dad? I'm sorry." Carl apologized "I've been trying."
Rick nodded "Yeah, I know. And I'm proud."
"Dad, when can I have my gun back?" Carl wondered nervously, looking up at his father.
