The Walking Dead Season 5 [On Hold]

Chapter 2

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*Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead. All rights go to Robert Kirkman. I only claim Isabelle and her actions.*

S5 E2: Strangers

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Third person

The group begins walking up a road.

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Rick's group stops in the forest, setting up a temporary camp. Rick sits beside Carl, who feeds Judith. Molly strokes Judith's hair, while Isabelle cleans one of her knives. Maggie and Glenn murmur to each other, before kissing once and hugging. Tara smiles at Maggie awkwardly, before looking away. She stands with Rick, waiting for him to speak.

"You didn't want to be there," he finally speaks. "That's why I tried to talk to you. Glenn told me you saved his life."

Tara awkwardly chuckles. "He saved mine," she replies.

Rick nods, smiling. "Well, that's how it works with us, right?"

Tara hesitates, before nodding and smiling. "Right."

As Rick begins to move away, she suddenly holds out her fist for a fist-bump. "Hey," she speaks.

He returns it. "Get something to eat," he gently orders. "We'll start back at sunup." He moves away, leaving Tara alone. She removes her gun, feeling the straining weight leave her.

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The group slowly walks up a road, the heat glimmering around them, creating mirages in the distance. Maggie wipes her forehead, squinting. Glenn looks off to the right of them, while Tara simply walks after them.

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Carol and Tyreese fill up bottles at a stream. "Talked to Rick," Tyreese begins, glancing over at Carol. "Some of them know what you did, at the prison."

They pull their bottles out of the water, screwing the caps on. "Daryl, Maggie. They accept it. You wouldn't be here if they didn't."

They put away the filled bottles, bringing out new ones. They hold them in the water, beginning to fill those up.

"Gonna talk to the rest of them," Tyreese continues, watching Carol. Tell them to accept it, too."

Carol glances over at Tyreese. "They don't have to," she replies.

Tyreese looks up at Carol. "No, they do," he states, returning his gaze to the water. "They just do."

They continue filling up the bottles, before Tyreese speaks again. "We don't need to tell them about the girls. I don't want to."

"What about Molly?" Carol questions. "She deserves to know what happened to her friends."

Tyreese shakes his head. "She wasn't really their friend, not really. She just sort of followed them around. They were the only kids her age. See how much happier she is around Isabelle and the others?"

Carol shifts her weight. "Why don't you want to tell the others?"

"I just need to forget it," Tyreese whispers.

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The group makes their way forwards along the paved ground. Carol and Tyreese walk besides each other. Bob and Sasha walk close, Sasha speaking. Daryl walk in the far back, looking around.