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                                                                                Cherokee Rose

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Cherokee Rose

Before the Apocolypse, Rory had never really gone to many funerals, the only ones she went to were out of respect, for people she barely knew, much like now

she was now collecting stones to build Otis's grave out of respect. She had never even met the man and yet here she was feeling guilty as she lifted up massive rocks that scratched up her hands and made swear appear if the back of her neck, a feeling she was slowing growing used to on the hot apocalypse days

Bellamy was close to her lifting rocks up and throwing them into the wheel barrow, making it all look effortless, Rory watched as he did so, she couldn't help herself, he had a dark green shirt on that was already dirty and sweaty and the had on those black pants he wore all the time, his hair was messy and wet from sweat, and his biceps flexed every time he picked up a rock

realising she was staring Rory frowned at herself and looked away, her eyes landing on T-dog who stared at her with a raised brow as he wiped sweat of his forehead, Rory's eyes went wide and she shrugged sheepishly, knowing she was caught in her staring act

quickly distracted herself and kept lugging around rocks, until she heard the sound of the RV pulling up in the distance, thankfully giving her a reason to stop the exhaustion labour
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" How is he?" asked Dale, bringing Aurora in for a quick hug, slightly grimacing at how sweaty she was, but she didn't notice

" he'll pull through, thanks to Hershel, and his people,–" explained Lori, gesturing to Hershel who was standing nearby with his family

Rory glanced at the man, she could tell by his face alone that he didn't exactly like having everyone here, she knew it wouldn't be long until he kicked them all out

"– and Shane, we'd have lost Carl if not for him," everyone turned to look at Shane, who had gotten a new style

Rory and Klaus looked to Shane, both of their eyes squinting and their heads tilting trying to find a angle that made the cut less terrible, earlier that morning Rory, Klaus and Glen had seen the haircut and spent a good few hours laughing about it, comparing him to Mr potato head or Mr clean, not that they'd even let him hear them.

"Why?" was the only thing that came out of Klaus's mouth as he stared at Shane, and nothing would have been more appropriate, Rory had been wondering the same thing herself

before she could answer her friend Carol collected Rory in a hug, her whole body shaking, Aurora wondered whether or not she had stopped since Sophia first ran.

"How did it happen?" asked Dale, his large brows creased as he looked at Rick, Rory's hand was rubbing Carols back soothingly before the older women parted from her and moved to Lori

" a hunting accident, just a stupid hunting accident," explained Rick taking a glance at the stone grave
for Otis, Otis was a good man, sacrificing himself for a little boy he didn't even know, and for that, Rory would forever be in a debt that she couldn't repay.

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