Mi Amor ~ Daryl Dixon

Chapter Seventeen

"Pantry's back here." Tomas, the leader says leading them into the back.

"You never tried to break out of here?" T-dog asks, examining the room.

"Yeah we tried to take the doors off. But if you make one peep in here then those freaks will be lined up outside the door, growling, trying to get in." Big tiny explained.

"Windows got bars that he-man couldn't get through."

"Bigger than a five by eight."

"You won't find me complaining. Doing fifteen, my left leg can barely fit on one of those bunks."

"Yeah they don't call him big tiny for nothing."

Tomas comes out cutting the inmates conversation off. "You done jerking each other off? Sick of waiting back here."

The group walks into the pantry, food lining each wall and shelf.

"This what you call a little bit of food?" Daryl asks.

"Goes fast."

"Mhmm."

"You can have a bag of corn, some tuna fish-"

Rick cuts the leader off. "We said half, that's the deal." He moves to a door behind them. "What's in here?"

"Don't open that." One of the inmates warned.

Without listening Rick swung the door open, releasing a foul scent. He slammed it close and the inmates laughed.

"He wanted to know."

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"Foods here!" T-dog announces.

"What you got?" Carl asks unlocking the door.

"Canned beef, canned corn, canned cans. There's a lot more where this came from." Adrianna says walking in with food in her hand.

They set down the food in one of the cells and walked back out to the prisoners.

"Why do I need this?" Tomas asks and holds up his gun. "When I got this."

Daryl scoffs. "You don't fire guns, not unless your back is up against a wall. Noise attracts them, riles them up." He explains.

"We'll go in two by two. Daryl will face point with T, I'll bring up the back with Adrianna." Rick orders.

"Stay tight, and hold formation no matter how close the walkers get. Anyone breaks rank, we could all go down." Adrianna explains. "Anyone runs off, gets mistaken for a walker and ends up with an axe to the head."

"That's where you aim, these things only go down with a head shot." Daryl says.

"You ain't gotta tell us how to take out a man." The inmate replies snarky.

"They ain't men, they're something else."

"Just remember to go for the brain." Rick urges.

They walked into the dark halls cautiously. "Man it's too damn dark in here." One of the inmates spoke.

"Hold it up high and in front of you." Daryl motions to his flashlight. "You're gonna hear them before you see them."

A small growl got closer to the group.

"It's coming!" Axel shouted.