"If you think Rick is the problem, I guess you don't know what I'm fucking capable of you asshole." - Bellatrix Dixon
"I guess I do have more balls even than you Shane." - Bellatrix Dixon
"I'm a Dixon. And I've been through a lot more hell than any...
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Not long after the riot, everyone was packing their stuff to get the hell out of the Commonwealth just in case.
However, Eugene was held back, being forced to go on the run despite Mercer being tasked to find him.
A 'citywide sweep' and 'capture' was in full effect, but the whereabouts of Mercer's soldiers and the information they knew was unknown since Rosita, Daryl and Blake were no longer soldiers.
Rosita, Daryl and Blake were brought into questioning alongside a few others from Hilltop and Alexandria.
Before they were brought in separately, they decided to meet up afterwards in the church where Eugene was.
Blake was sitting inside a small interrogation room, a small window was at the top, allowing a tiny bit of light in.
Luckily, Bellatrix was at the apartment he was staying with the girls, packing their things before going somewhere safe, while his brother was with Eugene.
Blake's foot was repeatedly tapping on the ground until the door in front of him opened, snapping the man out of his daydreams.
He had obviously told himself to not release any information about Eugene's whereabouts.
Mercer walked in and sat down, holding a file.
"Blake Park-Grimes. 920 Miller Street." He read from the file nonchalantly "Currently employed. Unmarried, one daughter - Angel Park Rhee-Grimes. Family - older brother Leo Park, sister in law, Bellatrix Dixon-Park, both leaders of the residence Hilltop, niece - Corina Dixon-Park." He closed the file and looked up at Blake with no expression. Blake wasn't expecting him to be nice. "Do you verify the information to be true?"
Blake tilted his head silently before scoffing a bit "You realize how ridiculous you're soundin' right now?"
"Do you verify that this information is true?"
His eyes rolled, unbothered, he sat up straight in his seat and nodded "Sure."
"Where were you during the riot?"
"Watching that stupid wrestling match before trying to get to safety." Blake replied honestly.
"Who were you with?"
"I was with my family."
"Did you ever see Eugene Porter during the riot?" He then asked. Blake paused, until he nodded his head. "What happened?"
"Sebastian had thrown Max, your sister, onto a walker. Eugene saved her life." Blake firmly spoke.
Mercer sighed, leaning forward slightly and resting his hands on the table together. "You clearly don't like Sebastian, so I see why you would want to protect Eugene."
"Nobody fuckin' likes Sebastian. Even Bella and Leo, even though they never met him. That's why nobody saved him when that walker was on him." Blake growled under his breath, digging his nails into his hands "Me and you both know that he got what he deserved."
