Two Broken Ones (Daryl Dixon X Male OC)

24. Plarley

Rick went off for a run and came back with whole bunch of guns and ammo, also brought Daryl new crossbow. Better one, Lowell didn't know much about crossbows but this one looked fancier then the one Daryl had before, his previous one was small and simple, this one was bigger and overall looked more expensive and stuff. It was also a black-white-gray pixel pattern instead of just being black which didn't do much except looking cooler.

Rick ended up getting a deal to talk with governor and maybe figure something out which Lowell thought was stupid but it was worth a try if it wasn't a trap and they didn't get themselves killed. So thought Rick so they made a plan to go around and sneak from behind to make sure they don't get themselves in trap.

Lowell was in his cell adjusting the sheath of his sword on his back and checking his gun. He wore same old cargo pants which he already managed to stitch a patch on in two places where bullet went through his leg and brown and black plaid flannel. He heard heavy footsteps behind him and didn't need to turn around to know it was Merle, he walked like a damn elephant, unlike Daryl who usually moved as quiet as ghost.

"You watch out for my baby brother out there, ya hear?" Merle spoke in gruff serious tone as he stood in the doorway of Lowell's cell. Younger guy turned around to face him and nodded.

"I will" Lowell understood Merle, Daryl was his baby brother and he needed to be sure someone was watching him, making sure he's not dead. Even though Merle was about Lowell's father's age, they both were older brothers. "And you try not to cause trouble. Stay out of Glenn's way, he'll put hole through you first chance he'll get." Lowell said looking Merle in the eyes at which older man nodded smirking a little.

"I'm not promisin' nothin'." He said smugly at which Lowell scoffed squeezing past him and walking out of the cell, he walked down the walkway to the stairs before turning back to Merle.

"Always meant to ask. Is Merle is like in Merle Haggard?" Lowell asked smiling at the older man. He could see surprise on Merles face, probably wasn't expecting someone in his twenties knowing let alone making a connection to one of the classics.

"Exactly like in Merle Haggard." Merle said almost proudly as he grinned.

"He's overrated." Lowell said snugly and walked down the stairs.

"What?!" Merle yelled but Lowell was already gone and out of the prison to go to meet Governor with Daryl, Rick and Hershel.

So they did, Lowell drove impala over to the place they were supposed to meet which was some barn and then him and Rick get out leaving Hershel in the car in case they needed to leave like right now. Rick, Daryl and Lowell sneaked through the back as Rick went in as a group leader, seeing that Governor was already inside Lowell and Daryl walked around the building. Hershel drove the impala over to them.

"He's already in there. Sat down with Rick." Daryl informed Hershel.

"I don't see any cars." Old man said looking around.

"Yeah, it don't feel right. Keep it runnin'." Daryl nodded at Hershel.

Then moments later there was a car approaching. Daryl immediately raised his crossbow pointing it at the car as well as Lowell raised his rifle looking for any signal for him to shoot, his finger curling up around the trigger. Car stopped and two man Lowell never seen before and Andrea came out. One of the guys looked like a total nerd with glasses and stupid haircut with button up and other like he was there to protect the nerd one.

"What the hell? Why's your boy already in there?" Daryl asked staring at the three.

"He's here?" Andrea asked surprised.