Suddenly...Gone

Chapter 38

Everything was on fire at the church including some of the trees. The building was reduced to a fiery pile of rubble and burnt body parts. There was absolutely no way anyone could have lived through the explosion.

Emma crouched down in awe of what had just happened. She had wondered what that thing was that Daryl carried, but she never expected it to do what it did. She watched the rest of the group take out any of the surviving guards one by one until the only thing left alive was the burning fire.

Rick walked over to Daryl and put a hand on his shoulder. "We did it, man. Negan is gone. The Saviors are blown to fucking bits!"

Daryl looked at the RPG launcher in his hand. "I love this fuckin' thing," he laughed. "Too bad we only have one RPG left."

"We'll make that one count too when we need it. Let's go in and make sure that there's nothing left alive," Rick said.

"Will do, let me get Emma," Daryl told him.

Daryl walked back to Emma, and when she saw him, she threw herself into his arms. She kissed him and pulled back with a huge smile on her face. "That was unbelievable!" she exclaimed. "What was that?"

"It was an RPG."

"A what?" she asked.

"It's a military weapon...a rocket propelled grenade. I took out his other men with one before you came back. Abraham found them, so it was fitting that we blew Negan to bits with it." Daryl dropped a soft kiss on her lips before grabbing her hand. "C'mon we going in to see if anything is left and take care of them."

"You are an amazing man Daryl Dixon," Emma told him.

Daryl smiled at her but didn't say anything back to her. He never took praise well, as he never had received any of it during most of his life. It always made him slightly uncomfortable. He turned towards the opening in the trees where the church had been and pulled Emma behind him.

Glenn and his crew came around the building to meet up with everyone. They hadn't lost a single person, while every one of the Saviors was dead. They had taken out all guards, and no one escaped from the explosion. All of the leaders of the Saviors were gone.

After a careful examination of the area, the group all came together in the yard and watched the low burning fire finish consuming what had been the old church. It was a bit overwhelming, but satisfying at the same time.

"We did it," Rick finally said to everyone. "We did it at no cost to us and took all of those assholes out." Rick raised his gun in the air, "To Abraham!"

Everyone shouted together, "To Abraham!" It was a solemn moment as they remembered their unique friend. Abraham was a one of a kind guy. Several of the girls brushed away tears.

Rick had them check out any of the undamaged vehicles to see if they were worthy enough to bring back and they found that three were in good shape with a decent amount of gas in them, so the caravan of four cars was now up to seven.

Daryl drove one of the new vehicles back with Emma beside him in the front seat. It was a black Honda Pilot that was in better than normal condition. The rest of the group split up between the other six cars and everyone headed back to Alexandria.

"Do you think this is it for the Saviors and us? It's over?" Emma asked him as they drove down the deserted road behind Rick's car.

"Hope so, but only time will tell. They lost their leaders, so Rick hopes they just fall apart. We'll have to keep the watch posts on a high alert in case they try anything," he told her. Daryl reached over and took her hand in his. They hadn't driven alone like this since before they got separated.