We continued on our journey to find some sort of shelter some sort of vehicle that we could use. Daryl talked to Rick about what we heard last night. As everyone else was quiet or talking to themselves. Jay hums a tune that I use to sing to her. As she hums I sing the lyrics quietly keeping it between her and I.
🎵 Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more 🎵She looks up at me and smiles wildly. There was a scream for help. It was a male voice coming from a separate direction that we were going. Carl tugs on his father and tell him that we need to go help. Rick's then gives in as we all take off running to find the man screaming out for help. He was sitting on top of a large rock with five walkers surrounded and one of them was trying to pull him off the rock. I go up and stab one of the walkers as it slides off my knife. I look around and see all of the walkers were killed.
"Clear. Keep watch." Rick tells us. Jay pulls out her hand gun and surveys the area with the others. I keep my gun trained on the man.
"Come on down." Rick tells him. The man comes down form the rock. He was dressed as a priest. He isn't fooling me.
"You ok?" Rick looks at him cautiously. The priest holds a finger then throws up to the side. Jay lets out a big sigh.
"Fragile." I scoff.
"Sorry, thank you." He stands up and looks at Rick.
"I'm Gabriel." He smiles.
"Do you have any weapons on you?" Gabriel laughs then stops since we all look serious at him. Everyone else had their guns down but my gun was still up.
"Does it look like I would have any weapons?"
"We don't give two shorts and curly's of what it looks like." Abraham looks angry.
"I have no weapons of any kind. The word of God is the only protection I need." Gabriel says confidently.
"Sure didn't look like it." Daryl says.
"I called for help. Help came. Do you have any food? Whatever I had left, it hit the ground."
"Got some pecans." Carl reaches out giving the pecans to Gabriel. Judith makes a few noises. The priest looks over at her.
"That's a beautiful child. Do you have a camp?" He looks at Rick.
"No. Do you?"
"I have a church." Figures.
"Hold your hands above your head.
How many walkers have you killed?" Guessing Rick doesn't believe him either."Not any, actually." He holds his hands up as Rick searches him.
"Turn around. How many people have you killed?" Gabriel turns and faces the rock.
"None." He hesitates.
"Why?"
"Because the Lord abhors violence."
"Seriously." I shove my gun in my pocket and stand by Jay who was standing by Carol and Daryl.
"What have you done? We've all done something." Rick looks at him.
"I'm a sinner. I sin almost every day. But those sins, I confess them to God, not strangers."
"A real christian." Jay scoffs.
"You said you had a church?" Michonne asked. Gabriel agrees to let us stay at the church. He takes us through the woods to get to the church. I hope this guy is telling the truth because if he isn't he's a dead man.
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