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Everyone crowded around Jim like lions ready to kill their prey. Jim stood there, sweating as he shook his head, trying to promise them that he was okay.

"Show it to us" Daryl demanded. "Show it to us!"

People started to agree with Daryl, urging Jim to come clean. But overtaken by the pressure Jim picked up a shovel, waving it around at anyone who got too close.

T-Dog came behind him by surprise, wrapping his arms around him as he got him to drop the shovel. Daryl rushed over and pulled up Jim's shirt, exposing the bite on his abdomen.

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"I say we put a pickax in his head and the dead girl's and be done with it," Daryl said.

"Is that what you'd want if it were you?" Shane asked.

"Yeah, and I'd thank you while you did it" Daryl scoffed.

"Do we know how long it's gonna take for him to turn? Maybe one of us watches him and the moment it happens we kill him" Vanessa suggested.

"Jim's not a monster, V. Or some rabid dog," Rick said.

"Except for the fact that yes, he is. Rick, he was bit. What do you wanna do, give him a Tylenol and hope he feels better?" she asked.

"I heard the CDC was working on a cure," he said.

"I heard that too. Heard a lot of things before the world went to hell" Shane said.

"What if the CDC is still up and running?" Rick asked.

"That's a stretch right there," Shane told him.

"Why? If there's any government left, any structure at all, they'd protect the CDC at all costs, wouldn't they? I think it's our best shot. Shelter, protection-"

"Okay, Rick, you want those things, all right? I doo too, okay? Now if they exist they're at the army base. Fort Benning" Shane told him.

"That's 100 miles in the opposite direction" Lori reminded them.

"Does it matter? 100 miles or one, Andrea- or Amy, or whoever the fuck is about to come back and try to rip our faces off, now. Jim right after. The CDC or Fort Benning, it doesn't matter if we don't have enough time to get to any of 'em" Vanessa said.

"We have to try. For Jim. He's not dead and we can't treat him like he already is" Rick said.

"You go looking for Asprin, do what you need to do. Someone needs to have the balls to take care of this damn problem!" Daryl exclaimed as he went lunging for Jim, ax in hand.

But Rick pulled out his gun, forcing him to stop. "Hey, hey, hey! We don't kill the living."

Daryl put the ax down as Shane stood between Daryl and Jim. "That's funny coming from a man who just put a gun to my head," Daryl said.