Fight The Dead, Fear The Living (Rick Grimes)

Chapter 18

"What do you mean infected? Like AIDS or something?" Tomas asked harshly.

"Listen dumbass, if I was to kill you, put a bullet in your chest, you'd come back as one of these things." I said addressing a walker.

"It's gonna happen to all of us." Rick said.

"Ain't no way this Robinhood casts responsible for killing all these freaks." Big Tiny said.

"Must be 50 bodies out here." Axel acknowledged.

"Where'd you come from?" Tomas asked.

"Atlanta." Daryl answered.

"Where are you headed?" Tomas asked again.

"For now, nowhere." Rick said.

"I guess you can take that area down there near the water. Should be comfortable. We're using that field for crops. We'll help you move your gear out." Rick explained.

"That won't be necessary." Tomas said, beginning to get cocky.

"We took out these walkers." I pointed out.

"This prison is ours." Rick pitched in.

"Slow down, cowboy. You snatched the locks off our doors." Tomas said.

"We'll give you new locks, if that's how you want it." Rick said, becoming annoyed.

"This is our prison. We were here first." Axel answered.

"Locked in a broom closet? We took it, set you free. It's ours. We spilled blood." I said.

"We're moving back into our cell block. You'll have to get your own. It's mine. I've still got personal artifacts in there. That's about as mine as it gets." Tomas said, he looked like he was going to square up to Rick for the second time but this time I won't stop Rick from kicking the shit out of him.

"Maybe let's try to make this work out so everybody wins." Rick suggested.

"I don't see that happening." Big Tiny said.

"Neither do I."

"I ain't going back in that cafeteria for one more minute." Axel said, I don't blame him but they can't stay in the prison.

"There are other cell blocks." I tried.

"You could leave. But leave the girl." Tomas said, I glared at him while feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"Try your luck out on the road." I said, hoping he would be eaten by walkers.

"If these three pussies can do all this, the least we can do is take out another cell block." Oscar stated.

"With what?" Axel asked.

"Atlanta here will spot us some real weapons. Won't you, boss?" Oscar said, gesturing to Rick.

"How stocked is that cafeteria? It must have plenty of food." I asked.

"Five guys lasting almost a year?" Tomas asked.

"It sure as hell don't look like anybody's been starving." I said, insulting them resulting in Tomas sighing.

"There's only a little left."  He said.

"We'll take half. In exchange, we'll help clear out a cell block." Rick offered.

"Didn't you hear him? There's only a little left." Oscar said.

"Bet you got more food than you got choices. You pay, we'll play. We'll clear out a block for you, then you keep to it."

"All right." Big Tiny agreed while Tomas glared.