My Hunter || D. Dixon (On Hold)

Twenty-Eight - 30 Men

The sound of yelling was what woke me up. Looking out the window I could see that we were back at the farm. Lori was yelling at Shane. I opened the car door and got out, closing it behind me. They kept on arguing as Caleb ran to me. He practically tackled me to the ground, him holding me against him. I grunted in pain, which Caleb noticed, holding me right.

Shane looked at Lori with a huff of frustration. "I was doing what was best. I had to protect you. I had to protect the baby." Shane yelled. Baby? I thought as Daryl finally came into my view seeing what was going on. He looked at Shane and Lori before taking notice of me and Caleb.

I felt like I was going to pass out at any time. They both saw this, me swaying on my feet a bit. He and Caleb led me into the house, getting me settled in a bed. "I can't stay healthy for one damn minute can I?" I question and Caleb glares at me.

Another car came up, and thank god Glenn, Rick, and Herschel came out. Some kid sat in the back of the car. "Patricia...prep the barn for surgery," Herschel instructed.

Wait a sec. The fuck do you mean surgery? We went out looking for him so he could help Beth. Now he's treating this kid, Randall, I think they said. You know what. Whatever I can wait for him.

Maggie had been kind enough to help bandage my wounds while Herschel was working on Randall. We sat together in the house, Daryl stood by the door. Everyone was arguing on what we should to with this kid now that he's fixed up. "When he's back on his feet we give em' a canine, bring em' back to the main road and send him on his way," Rick suggested.

I look at him, fixing my ankle wrap. "Isn't that the same as leaving him for the walkers?" I protested.

Shane looks at Rick like he's crazy. "You're just going to let him go? He knows where we are..." Shane added.

Rick tries to reason with him. "He was blindfolded the whole way here, he's not a threat. Why would he be plotting to kill us if we saved his life?"

"And how many were there Rick? You killed three of their men, You took one of them hostage! And they aren't gonna come looking for us?" Shane started to raise his voice.

Glenn spoke up from beside Maggie. "They left him for dead. No one is looking!"

"Look, we are not gonna do anything about it today. So let's just cool off." Rick said as Shane walked away pissed.

I followed after him, earning a worried look from Daryl. "What is your problem?" I spoke catching up to him.

He turned to see me. "What do you mean?" He asked still pissed about the kid.

I shake my head at him. "You know what I mean." I snap. "Still holding a lie on your shoulders. Still living with it. Being pissed with Rick. Rick of all people. I thought you two were friends." I say and he takes a step towards me.

"You don't know what you're talking about." He says, pulling me beside the house and staring me down.

I shake my head, glaring at him. "You killed Otis. It don't take much to put that together Shane. You're a bad liar." I tell him and he presses his hand against my shoulder.

My back hits the side of the house. "Why don't you mind your own business, and keep those thoughts to yourself if you know what's good for you." And with that, he left.

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We sat around the fire pit, waiting on Daryl to get back from "talking" with the kid who was supposed to be gone by now. "So what you gonna do? We'd all feel better if we had a plan." Andrea started, looking from Lori to Rick. "Is there a plan?" She continued, walking towards him.

Glenn crosses his arms, glancing around. "We gonna keep him?" He asks as I gave a smile to Carl, who handed me a cup of boiled water. I thanked him and looked to Rick and Shane, who were pretty beat up after trying to take Randal out and leaving him somewhere.

"We'll know soon enough," Rick said referring to Daryl, who was now approaching us with bloody knuckles. We locked eyes for a moment before I set my cup down and adjusted my leather jacket to cover my flannel and the bandages that sat under it all.

He looks to Rick, starting to talk about what he got from the boy. "Boy, there's got a gang, 30 men. They have heavy artillery and they ain't looking to make friends. They roll through here, our boys are dead. And our women, they're gonna--they're gonna wish they were." Daryl said and I could feel the shiver run down my back.

Carol looks over his figure. "What did you do?" Carol asked him, referring to his knuckles.

He looked to Carol and then to me as he walked, patting my shoulder as he went. "Had a little chat." Says, heading towards his tent.

"No one goes near this guy," Rick says as if it wasn't obvious. I move to stand up with Caleb's help of course.

Lori walks up to him. "Rick, what are you gonna do?" Rick glanced around in thought for a moment.

"We have no choice he's a threat," Rick said and I'd have to agree with him on that one but Dale seemed to think differently as he looked to Rick. "We have to eliminate the threat."

Dale shakes his head at Rick's statement. "You're just gonna kill him?" Dale asked him and they looked to him before.

"It's settled. I'll do it today." Rick said and Dale followed after him.