"She's just a kid"
"She knows how to survive"
Cassie Dixon, only twelve at the start of the outbreak. With her mothers smarts and her fathers skills, can she survive? Or will she have to depend on her found family along the way?
Who will make it t...
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"Have you seen your dad around, Cassie?" Carol questioned, standing in the doorway where I was sitting with Judith.
"Nope and I don't care" I told her coldly, not even glancing her way.
"Thanks" she smiled, knowing I was taking it hard with my dad leaving and coming back. She made her way into another cell where my dad had been sitting around, having a peaceful moment away from his brother.
"Haven't had a chance to say I'm glad you came back." Carol told Daryl when she found him laying on a bunk fiddling with his arrows much like I had been doing earlier when Emily found me.
"To what? All this?" He grumbled back.
"This is our home."
"This is a tomb." He corrected.
"That's what T-Dog called it." Carol sat down on a stool. "Thought he was right till you found me. He's your brother, but he's not good for you. Don't let him bring you down. After all, look how far you've come." Carol pointed out to him.
"My own daughter already hates me" he countered.
"You are her dad, she could never truly hate you. Even if she has your stubbornness to admit otherwise" she reminded gently and he let out a laugh, Carol smiling back.
Emily had returned for Judith, Harley taking me off to help her with laundry. We had been folding up clothes when Carl ran in saying something about Andrea, catching all of our attention.
"What? Andreas back?" Harley asked out, looking around.
"Cassie, Harley you two take the watch towers, Daryl, Merle with me" Rick gave the orders, the group of us following him out. Harley and I each ducked down low to the ground, running for the separate watch towers and climbing inside.
"Go." Rick ordered Merle after seeing we were in position. Merle went ahead, ducking behind a second car and keeping an eye out for a possible trap we were walking into.
"Clear!" He called back, Rick and Daryl running forward.
"Are you alone?" Rick demanded answers from Andrea cautiously, close enough to talk to her.
"Open the gate." She urged.
"Are you alone?!" He repeated.
"Rick!" She stressed, the walkers in the field getting closer to her as the fake walker she chained up wasnt working anymore. Rick nodded, tossing the keys to Daryl who unlocked the gate.
"Open it." Daryl instructed, Merle pulling the gate open to let her through.
"Hands up! Turn around. Turn around now!" Rick ordered as soon as she was inside, Merle closing up the gate again as Andrea was forced into the other gate by Rick. Rick patted her down when a walker crashed into the fence and she screamed out of fear prompting him to pull her back.
