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The crowd erupted into cheers and shouts as the governor unleashed the walkers, letting them head straight for the Dixon brothers.
They stood back to back, ready for a fight.
You however stood in chains, beside the governor; as his prisoner. Whichever brother won would get to save you, bring you back to the safety of the prison.
"This girl of yours better be damn special," Merle mutters to Daryl over the noise. "I ain't dying for no half ass skank."
Daryl's eyes locked with yours, his lips staying a straight line but you could see a hint of a smile in his Dixon blue eyes.
"Yeah, she's pretty damn special."
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