"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 next day Rhea was helping Maggie and Glenn with the guns. Michonne walked towards them.
"We'll have these, but we should hide a few. That way, we can find them, but strangers can't. In case anyone gets in," Maggie explained them.
"They won't," Glenn reassured her, resting his hand on top of hers.
A motorcycle engine roared and Rhea turned around and her eyes grew wide when she saw her father on his motorcycle riding it towards the gates.
He looked to be ready to leave.
"What the hell he's doing?" Rhea asked slightly panicked.
"Something he shouldn't." Michonne told her.
They run towards the gates, just as Daryl ride out. "Dad wait!" Rhea yelled after him, but he was already gone. She looked at the others with a very scared and worried look on her face.
Glenn run up to one of the vans, and drove it up to the gates. The second the van was in front of her, Rhea quickly climbed in with Michonne and Rosita.
They almost drove away, when Abraham slammed his fists on the hood of the car.
"Whoa! Make room for my freckled ass," the redhead yelled.
"No. Cover my watch. You stay!" Rosita ordered Abraham.
"Hey we should keep numbers here." Glenn told her.
"I know where Daryl's going." Rosita told Glenn.
Rhea then turned towards Abraham "Tell Xander and Carl where I am."
He nodded his head and they went after Daryl.
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"Stop here." Glenn pulled the van across the tracks, halting by some parked cars.
Rhea jumped out the van, and she noticed some walkers ripping into corpses. She glanced at her feet, and saw pool of red soaked into the stones.
This was where it happened.
"All right, so he had to start from here." Glenn observed, his gun in hand.
