Chapter 14

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"Everyone, gather 'round. I have someone I want you all to meet" Rick announces as everyone gathers around him and I

Daryl stands with the rest of them, leaving Rick and I in the center.

"Everyone, this is Dodger," Rick clears his throat, "Now you may think I'm throwing this news at you but I don't have any other way at saying it. Carl, Judith, and I aren't leaving, I am just going to leave all the power to her. Before you all jump in and kill her, she still hasn't made up her mind" As Rick speaks, he looks around at all of them, trying to tell them it's going to be okay

"How do you know we can trust her?" A tall, built, redheaded man asks

"She saved Carl, Michonne, Rick, and I. She took us to Terminus, got us in there and saved all of ya" Daryl steps in

They all look around at each other, second guessing Rick

"Did you ask her the three questions?" An Asian man asks

"Well why don't you ask her then, Glenn" Rick responds

"Fine then, I will. How many walkers have you killed?" 'Glenn' asks

"Probably more than you" I tell him, not skipping a beat

"How many people have you killed"

"Besides the half dozen when I saved Rick, Daryl, Carl, and Michonne, none"

"Why'd you do it?"

"Because if I was in their situation, I'd hope someone would do the same for me"

When I gave my final response, he looked at me in utter shock. I looked at the people in front of me, they were all speechless.

"After I saved them, and when Daryl found me, returning my arrows and bringing me back to the truck, he made me a promise. When he said 'I promise,' I said to him, 'Ya know, keepin' a promise is hard these days.' He then told me, 'Yeah, but I can keep this one.' He promised that if I came back, I would understand that the rest of his group was something I had never seen before, in all good sorts of course. So far, he has kept his promise" When I spoke I tried my persuade them, trying to tell them they can trust me. It just wasn't working

"Why don't you give us some background information" Mullet man says stepping forward

"Besides the three questions? Hmm well, I'm eighteen, I taught myself how to hunt, I have been alone this entire time, and my face doesn't look like this all the time" I tell him, smiling. Obviously joking about the last part.

"Very well" He responds, stepping back into place

"Anything else you want to know about me?"

"Rick, why did you bring her back?" A young woman with short brown hair asks curiously

"Because she's a good leader, she may have been alone but she knows what she's doing, Maggie"

"When we were going to Terminus, she was telling us our plan and it seemed like she had this all worked out. Dodger is smart, she's cool" Carl says smiling, stepping forward holding a baby girl

"Thanks Bud" I smile back at him

"Like I said before, she isn't the leader yet. She still has to make up her mind. Even if she says no, you don't treat her no different alright?" Rick tells them

Rick goes from one side to the other of the group of people in front of us. There's Sasha, Tyreese, Bob, Carol, Maggie, Glenn, Tara, Rosita, Abraham, Eugene, Michonne, Carl, and Judith. As Rick walked me along the line of people and we got to Carl and Judith, she babbled along and held out her arms to me, she wanted me to hold her.

"Go on" Rick says to me smiling

"Alright, fine" I smile and gently take her from Carl.

I hold her on my hip and gently bounce her. I've never seen Rick, but mostly Daryl, smile so much.

"Mmmmmaaa-ma!" Judith giggles, my heart stops

The smile on Daryl's face disappears and Rick begins to ask what's wrong. Daryl stops him from talking. I hold Judith close and go over to the workbench. She hugs me and holds onto me, and I just do the same. Daryl pulled Rick aside, probably telling him how I had lost a baby.

Later that day, Daryl and I went out hunting in search of dinner. Maggie had come over to me earlier and started talking to me. She didn't seem that bad. After Maggie, Tara came over. Tara may be lesbian, but she is the funniest person I have ever met. Me and her may or may not have a prank up our sleeves. Trust me, it's not dressing up as the dead things.

With a half dozen squirrels Daryl stops, "Dodger?"

"Yeah?"

"We got some time before we gotta head back"

"We have a while actually, why what's up?" What could he possibly want to do?

"Few hours?"

I nod. Not here Daryl, not now.



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