As the three survivors walked on top of some of the buildings in Atlanta, overlooking the walkers below them, Rick spoke up, "Are you guys the ones that barricaded the alley?"
"Somebody did, I guess when the city got overrun. Whoever did it was thinking that not many geeks would get through," Glenn answered, the three now jogging over a building.
"Back at the tank, why did you guys stick your necks out for me?" the cop asked, looking between the two younger adults.
"Because Molly-Kate is a saint and convinced me," Glenn tried to say before the girl shoved him.
"What he means to say is that if we were ever in that situation, we hope someone would help us out, too," Molly-Kate responded, watching as her best friend ascended down the ladder to enter a building.
The brunette eighteen-year-old ran side by side with the black-haired boy, the uniformed man following behind them as Glenn spoke into his small radio, alerting their group that they were back and had brought a guest, and more undead.
Molly-Kate felt Rick tense at the sight of more sick ones in front of them before flinching when Morales and T-Dog dressed in gear took them down brutally with bats. The three ran into the building, the brunette immediately collapsing on the ground in exhaustion.
"Is she serious?" Molly-Kate asked tiredly from where she laid on the floor as Andrea threatened Rick with a pistol in his face.
"Just chill out, Andrea. Back off," Morales stepped in.
"C'mon, ease up," Jacqui agreed, rubbing Molly-Kate's back as she sat up.
"Ease up? You're kidding me, right? We're dead because of this stupid asshole," the blonde woman argued, gun still pointed in Rick's face.
"We chose to help him, it's on us," the brunette teen said tiredly, leaning against Jacqui on the floor as she watched Glenn calm down and catch his breath.
Morales called Andrea's bluff, watching as the panicked woman put her gun down slowly.
"We're dead, all of us, because of you," the blonde began to cry.
"I don't understand," Rick tried to defend himself.
"Look, we came into the city to scavenge for supplies," Morales started off, guiding Rick further into the store as everyone followed behind, "You know what the key to scavenging is? Surviving! You know the key to surviving? Sneaking in and out, tiptoeing. Not shooting up the streets."
"Every geek from miles around heard you popping off rounds," T-Dog added, everyone looking towards the front doors.
"You just rang the dinner bell," Andrea spoke up, calmer than previously.
"Get the picture now?" Morales asked Rick, a horde of walkers banging on the doors to the store, eager to get inside.
Molly-Kate flinched back into Glenn when one of the zombies picked up a rock and began slamming it on the glass.
"What the hell were you doing out there anyway?" the blonde of the group spoke, Glenn pushing Molly-Kate behind him.
"Trying to flag the helicopter," Rick explained.
"Helicopter? Man, that's crap. Ain't no damn helicopter," T-Dog denied.
"You were just chasing a hallucination, imagining things. It happens," Jacqui tried to add in a calmer tone, trying to be nicer as not to escalate the already bad situation.
"I saw it," Rick stood firm on his ground.
"Hey T-Dog, try that C.B. Can you contact the others?" Morales looked back to the man, handing him the radio.
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too sweet | the walking dead
Fanfictionin which molly-kate rhyse is found by bellamy dixon alone and covered in blood. her soft and shy manner immediately makes him protective over her, but because of his harsh and direct personality, bellamy thinks he would only ruin her. but both come...
