"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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Rhea gasped awake, before leaning over the side of her bed coughing loudly and harshly. Her throat burned, feeling the fluid scrape the inside.
A hand came on her back patting lightly in care. "It's okay. Let it out. Let it out now." Hershel encouraged, until she reclined back on the bed still breathing hard. He placed his hand on her forehead before nodding his head "Burning a fever."
"Fuck." She whispered "My whole body hurts. And I feel like I'm made of glass. I fucking hate that feeling."
"Language young lady." He scolded the girl playfully.
He reached over for the tea he had brought. She sat up and took big gulped, cringing a bit when the citrus fruit went down her throat. She placed the cup down and turned to him.
"And here I thought I was the bravest person out of the group." She laughed softly "You take the prize. Coming in here and taking care of sick people like me."
He nodded his head "I lived sixty five years Rhea. You've only lived nineteen. I'm in here, so you can reach that number." He explained and she nodded.
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The run had already taken a turn and Daryl was worried that the delay could harm his daughter's recovery and everyone else's that needed the medication badly.
"This is Turner Creek, so Barnesville must be a few miles downstream." Michonne said pointing to the map in Daryl's hands.
Bob nodded "Sounds like our best chance at finding a new ride."
"Yo, Ty." Daryl called causing the man to look up from the creek bay "Come on, let's go. Vamonos." He yelled at the man and placed his crossbow on his back and folding the map. He handed it to Bob before walking forward.
"You're thinking about her?" Michonne asked the Grimes boy and the Dixon man.
Xander chuckled and couldn't help but thought to himself. 'When he's not.'
She wanted to tell him something important, but he stopped her because he didn't wanted her to tell him. He had a feeling what she was going to tell him. He always had that feeling that she had feelings for him, but he never had the guts to tell her.
