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Stella held a tight grip on her gun as she stood in front of the big supermarket watching Daryl bang his fist against the window. It was a method that they used during their runs to draw the walkers to the sound, giving them a better understanding of how many were in there.
"Okay, I think I got it," Zach spoke up.
Stella scoffed. "Here we go."
"Got what?" Michonne asked to which the boy explained that he had been trying to figure out Dayl's old occupation.
"He's been trying for what? Like six weeks." Levi smiled, draping his arm around Stella ready to watch him fail to figure it out like he had many times before.
"One guess per day," Zach explained to Michonne before turning back to Daryl who told him to give it yet another shot. "Well, the way you are at the prison, you being on the council, you're being able to track, you're helping people but you're being kind of... surly. Big swing here... Homicide cop." The boy finished confidently. The group around them was sent into a fit of laughter at the thought of Daryl Dixon being a cop.
"What's so funny?" Daryl asked them with a crooked smile.
Stella shook her head laughing. "Nothing. It makes perfect sense."
Daryl rolled his eyes before his face turned into a mask of full seriousness. "Actually the man's right. Undercover." He lied, making Zach's eyes widen as he believed him.
"Oh come on, really?" He said with surprise, earning a nod from Daryl. Stella exchanged a quick glance with Michonne who stood opposite her as they both knew that he was lying. Soon, Zach too saw through the lie and cleared his throat.
"Okay, I guess I'll keep guessing." He admitted just as walkers slammed their bodies against the other side of the glass which the group took as their sign to head inside.
"Let's go, detective," Stella said jokingly as she approached the entrance to the mall, still being held under Levi's arm. Daryl and Michonne took out the few walkers inside before the whole group stepped into the building.
Stella grabbed a shopping cart, sending Levi a smile as the two separated from the rest heading deeper into the store. Stella passed the aisles, grabbing the necessary as she rolled the cart in front of her. It was moments like these that made Stella realize how much she missed her old life. But the old her was so far gone and the memories felt distant. On runs like these, she was given a sneak peek into what life used to look like and what life could've looked like if shit hadn't hit the fan. Levi walked behind her, admiring her every step as she almost skipped through the floor with excitement. The store was dark, lacking any lights but Stella's excitement was enough to light up the isle they were walking through.
Suddenly the girl in front of him stopped and gasped at the sight of piled bags of Skittles. "Finally!" A bright smile spread over her face, enough to make Levi's heart skip a beat at the sight. She shoved a few bags into the cart. "They're Ellie's favorite and she's been nagging me about them every time we go out. You'd be surprised by the amount of Skittles people eat in an apocalypse. I haven't found any until now." She explained.
