| When you think you want the world one way, and then you get the complete opposite. |
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"You honestly expect me to kiss you after you killed at least twenty walkers?"
"Yes?"
"You're something else, Prise."
"But that's why you love me, Di...
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The next morning, Natalie was out by the front porch, eating a small apple and waiting for the rest of the group of round the corner. She took a small bite, and that's when she heard the revving of an engine of a motorcycle. His motorcycle. She got up quickly and smiled widely as she rushed towards him. He turned off his engine and she jumped onto him while giving him a hug. "You're here!" She yelled as she chuckled and he gripped onto her hips.
He smiled at her and she gave him a lopsided grin. "How is he?" Dale asked with a worried expression.
"He'll pull through, thanks to Hershel and his people." Lori said.
"And Shane. We'd have lost Carl if not for him." Rick said and that's when Dale went up to him to give the sheriff a hug.
Daryl looked down at Natalie to see the girl staring at Charlie, almost glaring at him. "Thank god. We were so worried." Carol told Lori.
"How'd it happen?" Dale asked.
"Hunting accident. That's all- - just a stupid accident." Rick said and that's when everyone gathered around a big rock grave and Hershel started his prayer.
"Blessed be God, father of our lord Jesus Christ. Praise be to him for the gift of our brother Otis, for his span of years, for his abundance of character; Otis, who gave his life to save a child's, now more than ever, our most precious asset. We thank you, God, for the peace he enjoys in your embrace he died as he lived, in grace." Hershel stated and looked over to Shane.
"Shane, will you speak for Otis?" Hershel asked and his eyes were dark.
Natalie could tell that something awful had happened, and she furrowed her eyebrows. "I'm not good at it. I'm sorry." He breathed out.
"You were the last one with him. You shared his final moments, please. I need to hear. I need to know his death had meaning." Patricia whined and Natalie pulled herself closer to Daryl.
"Okay. We were about done. Almost out of ammo. We were down to pistols by then. I was limping. It was bad. Ankle all swollen up. 'We've got to save the boy.' See, that's what he said. He gave me his backpack. He shoved me ahead. 'Run,' He said. He said, 'I'll take the rear. I'll cover you.' And when I looked back..." He then paused to go up towards the rocks and placed one on his grave. "If not for Otis, I'd have never made it out alive. And that goes for Carl too. It was Otis. He save us both. If any death ever had meaning, it was his." Shane told Patricia and she started crying again.
