"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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"They're back!" I called to the others as they came outside to check on us, Carl already pulling the gate open for our father's return. My dad drove his bike in first, Rick and Hershel in the truck behind him.
"Let's get inside." Rick nodded when they got out of the truck and we all gathered around them to hear the news. Rick lead us inside, grabbing his riffle from the cell before gathering us by the stairs to report back.
"So, I met this Governor. Sat with him for quite a while." He started, at the head of the group.
"Just the two of you?" Merle asked.
"Yeah."
"Should have gone when we had the chance, bro." Merle walked past Maggie and Glenn with his mutter.
"He wants the prison. He wants us gone. Dead. He wants us dead for what we did to Woodbury. We're going to war." Rick declared.
Daryl shifted slightly in his place, glancing towards Carl and I, the two of us stern faced with Merle behind us. Hershel watched Rick carefully, Carol and Emily side by side holding hands with fear of what was to come. Glenn, Maggie, Harley, Beth and Michonne stood together in understanding of what was about to happen.
The group slowly broke part. Daryl and Merle nodded to each other, seemingly unafraid of a war. Rick walked out of the cell block, his son following close behind. Hershel shifted his gaze nervously around the room before he too went to find Rick.
"It's the only way. No one else knows." Rick started, him, Hershel and Daryl gathered by the fence.
"You gonna tell 'em?" Daryl questioned.
"Not till after. We have to do it today. It has to be quiet."
"You got a plan?" Daryl prompted next, unsure of this deal Rick had made with the governor.
"We tell her we need to talk. Away from the others." Rick explained.
"Just ain't us, man." Daryl shook his head, a sickening pit forming in his stomach.
"No. No, it isn't." Hershel agreed before hobbling off.
"We do this, we avoid a fight. No one else dies. Carl and Cassie are safe" Rick promised Daryl, knowing he would do anything for my safety as Rick would do anything for Judith and Carl.
"Okay."
"We need someone else." Rick started.
"I'll talk to him." Daryl jumped in.
"I'll do it."
"I'll go with you."
"No. Just me." Rick stated before walking back into the prison.
