Our Extinction Event {Daryl Dixon}

Sworn Promises

When Daryl found out about Carol, it wasn't pleasant.. to say the very least. Parker was there and listened to Rick try to explain why he did what he did and that Carol had agreed to it. "Man, you couldn't have waited till we got back?" Daryl spun around as he paced, a hint of betrayal in his voice.

"Until Tyreese got back?" Rick argued, trying to get them to understand that Tyreese would have most likely killed her if he figured it out. 

"I could've handled that," Daryl grumbled, turning away as he began pacing again.

"We can handle Tyreese." Parker cut in as her eyes flicked between both of them. 

"Hey. Hey, she killed two of our own. She couldn't be here. She's gonna be alright. She has a car, supplies, weapons. She's a... she's a survivor."

"Stop sayin' that like you don't believe it!" Daryl snapped, getting in Rick's face.

"She did it," Rick said, "She said it was for us. That's how it was in her head. She wasn't sorry." Rick told them and Parker wanted to say he was wrong, that Carol wouldn't have done something like that but she couldn't. She'd noticed how different she had been acting and she wouldn't put it past Carol at this point and if she was being honest with herself, she probably would have done it too if it was necessary.

"Man, that's her," Daryl responded, slowly starting to come to terms with it. "But that ain't her. What are we supposed to do about those two girls?" Daryl brought up the kids, reminding Parker that Carol had been looking after Lizzie and Mika since their father had died. That was his dying wish, for Carol to look after his two daughters.

"I told her we'd.." Rick sighed, adjusting the bandages on his hand. "..We'd look after them."

"Lizzie and Mika?" Parker uncrossed her arms as she pushed away from the cell doors. She wanted to clarify that was who they were talking about and Rick nodded his head as an answer. "The older one, Lizzie. She's a little frickin' psychopath. I can see it in her eyes," Parker pointed to her eyes. "I saw that kid playing with a pile of blood down in A. She creeps me out."

"Parker, you can't say that about a little girl." Rick scolded, running a hand over his face. She stared at him in disbelief, her mouth hanging open.

"Don't expect me to take care of her because that kid scares me." She raised her hands, shaking her head. "Ain't no way in hell I'm looking after her."

"You're scared of a little girl?" Daryl asked, finding her reaction amusing.

"I'm being a hundred percent serious!" Parker stated, finding no humor in this. "She names the walkers on the fences. I mean, hell, I wouldn't be surprised if she was the one feeding those damn things." Rick sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Fine. You don't have to take care of them." He looked over at Daryl mouthing something making both of them smile. "I haven't told Tyreese yet. I don't know how he's going to take it." Daryl sat up straight, moving away from the guard rails as he turned to look at Rick.

"Let's go find out." While Rick and Daryl headed to find Tyreese and tell him the bad news, Parker went to visit Glenn. Maggie had left to get him something when she got there, so he was alone when she passed by his cell. He looked so pale that Parker let out a worried gasp, Glenn smiled at her once he noticed her.

"Hey," Parker greeted, sitting on a small wooden stool next to his bed. "How are you feeling?"

"Better," Glenn replied, sitting himself up carefully, his voice raspy. "And I guess I have to thank you for that."

"And the other people who went," Parker added, a small laugh escaping her lips. "God, when I heard that you were sick I was so worried. I mean when I got here you were almost dead, Glenn."