Truth in the Stones |The Walking Dead - Daryl Dixon|

Killing the Living

"The hell were you doing out there anyway?" Andrea asked Rick. 

We watched as the walkers banged on the door - one even had a rock and was using it towards it leverage. 

"Trying to flag the helicopter." Rick replied. 

"Helicopter? Man, that's crap. There wasn' no damn helicopter." T-Dog exclaimed. 

"You were chasing a hallucination - an imagination, it happens." Jacqui explained. 

"I saw it." Rick was standing his ground but I highly doubt anyone would believe him - not in this situation. 

"Hey T-Dog, try that CB." Morales told T-Dog.

He immediately began fiddling with the knobs, receiving only static. 

"Can you contact the others?"

"Others? The refugee center." Rick questioned.

"Yeah, the refugee center. They've got biscuits waiting in the oven for us." I answered sarcastically.

"Got no signal." T-Dog informed us. "Maybe the roof?"  

But once those words left his mouth, gunshots were heard from that direction.

"Oh no. Was that Dixon?" Andrea asked more as a statement.

I groaned as we all ran in the direction of the steps leading us to the roof. We all ran up the spiral steps, Morales busting through the door and we were met with the face of Merle Dixon.

"Hey Dixon, are you crazy?!" Morales shouted but Merle simply laughed in response as he fired another shot.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You're just attracting more of them!" I yelled.

Merle turned around at my voice and began chuckling again. "Hey, you both outta be more polite to a man with a gun. Only common sense." 

T-Dog jumped down from the ledge angrily. "Man, you wasting bullets we ain't even got. You're gonna bring more of them things down here on our ass man. Just chill."  

Merle walked closer towards T-Dog, still clutching his shotgun. "You think I'm gonna take orders from you? I don't think so bro - that'll be the day."

T-Dog frowned and narrowed his eyes at Merle. "That'll be the day? You got something you wanna tell me?"

Morales tried to make peace between them but his attempt wasn't even acknowledged. Rick looked over at me as if he wanted to know if any of us were going to say anything. I shook my head in response. It was never good to get in anyone's 'affairs' in the camp especially when it had to do with Merle or his brother.

"You wanna know the day?" Merle asked. 

T-Dog nodded. "Yeah."

"I'll tell ya the day, Mr. Yo, it's the day I take orders from a nigger."

T-Dog lunged at Merle, throwing a punch but Merle retorted by hitting in the face with the back of his shotgun. A fight broke out and Rick tried to intervene but was punched in the face and knocked to the ground by Merle. Everyone began shouting at Merle to stop and even Morales tried to help but was hit in the stomach by Merle. I helped Rick recover from his fall and pulled him up from off the ground. By now, T-Dog was on the ground and being beaten up by Merle. Dixon finally pulled out a gun a pointed it in T-Dog's face. T-Dog just lay there and waited for Merle's next move. Andrea started pleading with Merle not to do it as he held the gun firmly in his hands. He looked at us all, one by one, and then spit on T-Dog - rubbing it in his shirt.