The Meeting.

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by -crooked-smiles-

by -crooked-smiles-

Rachel's POV

i fill my gun with ammo from the drawers and desks i've found in the building as JJ and Spencer start cooking some food on a camping oven they found.

"I'm-I'm gonna go walk." i say.

"of course." Spencer adds as he smiles and i walk out of the room.

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i hear a scream following a loud gun shot. i start to run bringing out my gun. i see a walker crouched on the ground eating something i walk closer to realize; it's Jennifer. i aim my run and fire killing the walker. i run to Jennifer caressing her blood stained blonde hair. she is choking on blood her intestines are not in her body anymore. tears well up in eyes as i hold a gun to the side of her head.

"i'm sorry." i say before pulling the trigger. silence. then sobs.

i look into the dark part if the room to see Spencer in a ball tears rolling down his cheeks. "i'm so sorry." he sobs.

"i tried but i couldn't, back in LA i never had to shoot my gun." he cries, he stands up and looks away his eyes all glossy from crying.

"it's-it's okay. we have to leave." i say hugging him.

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it's late. we walk down the streets of Atlanta multiple car fires burn along the roads.

"how old are you?" Spencer breaks the silence.

"seventeen. what about you?" i ask.

"twenty-two." he answers, "i thought i'd be looking after you. but i guess it's other way around." he smiles and just then we freeze. as two headlights shine.

Hailey's POV

I wake up with a grunt. "Thanks rick love you too" he just smiles.

"So how old are you?" Glenn asks sliding into the back seats with me and Rick.

"About 20, almost 21" I smile.

"same I'm 22" Glenn's grin spread rapidly across his face.

"I'm old and ricks older" Daryl laughs at his joke. Turning around to face us.

"Look out!" I point at the people in the middle of the road kneeling down. We serve and I get out.

"Come on!" I grab the girl's arm noticing the hoard behind us. They both follow and get into the car. "Drive!" i instruct as Glenn jumps back into the front seat, Daryl listens and we take off at a very fast pace.