The Dixons And Me - The Walking Dead FanFiction

Chapter Eighty Nine

Once Sam and Lauren had caught up to everyone, walkers lay dead on the ground a man was currently hunched over throwing up.

He stood up and wiped his mouth with a tissue that he had in his pocket. What caught Sam's attention was the clerical collar he was wearing.

"You're a priest?" She asked.

He turned to face her and smiled warmly and nodded his head.

"Indeed I am. I am Gabriel. Father Gabriel." He paused and looked at the rest of the group. "I was out here taking a walk. Maybe looking for more people. Then these monsters came and attacked me. I am thankful for your help."

Rick nodded his head and stepped closer to Gabriel and was about to check for any weapons.

"May I?" Rick asked holding his hands out.

"Oh. Of course." Gabriel said raising his arms and letting Rick search him.

Once Rick had finished, he took a step back confused.

"No weapons?"

"I do not believe in killing people."

"These 'people' are dead." Glenn says.

"I still think it's wrong." Gabriel sighs.

"You don't kill the undead, then they will kill you." Lisa says. "They will rip you apart. Eat you alive. You need to protect yourself."

"God will protect me. He has been protecting me. When those monsters came I prayed. Prayed that I would be safe. Then you came along. That was God protecting me."

"Yer fuckin' crazy man." Merle chuckles.

Ava began to cry and Ellie tried to calm her down but it was no use. She cried louder.

"Shh darlin'." Daryl says gently as he takes her from Ellie.

Her crying continues and everyone begins to panic.

"Please shut her up! She'll attract walkers and then we'll be screwed!" Carol hisses.

"She's just a baby!!" Ellie snaps.

"I have a church, about five minutes away. There is plenty of food, water, there is some formula for the little one too. And you." He turns to Sam who has sat Lauren on the ground and is checking her ankle. "We can bandage your ankle up. You're all welcome to stay as long as you wish."

Rick walks closer to Gabriel and studies him carefully.

"And what if it's a trap? How can we trust you?"

"You have weapons, I am un armed. You could have killed me. I trust you. You need to trust me."

Rick nods his head slowly and rubs his beard.

"I need to ask you a few questions."

Gabriel nods his head and smiles.

"How many walkers have you killed?"

"Zero."

"How many people have you killed?"

"Zero."

"Why?"

"I do not believe in killing. Especially the living."

Rick nods his head and aims his gun at Gabriel.

"Lead the way, but you try anything. And I mean anything, if this is a trap or you try and attack us then I will promise you this. You will die. And it won't be fast. It will be slow and painful."

Gabriel nods his head, shaking a little.

"This way."

Sam gently picks Lauren up and they start their journey once more.