You Don't Know Me

She's Always Right

Blake's POV

The next morning Rick, Michonne and I were waiting in the car for Carol. I was sitting in the back while Rick was in the driver's seat and Michonne was in the passenger's seat. Carol came over and opened the door and took a seat next to me.

"Where were you?" Rick asked her.

"I had to tell Sasha something." Carol told them. "Tyreese didn't make it."

I could see Rick and Michonne get a sad expression on their faces after hearing that. Rick started the car and waited for Tommy to open up the gate. Then he started driving away from Cliff House.

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We were driving down the road trying to find the right police station. Michonne was giving Rick directions with the map that Amy marked out.

"Rick, Stop!" Michonne yelled.

Rick immediately hit the brakes as the car came screeching to a stop. I looked out through the windshield to see what was up ahead. I saw a man with really long dark hair and a crossbow lying in the middle of the road.

"Is that..."

"Daryl." Carol said finishing Rick's sentence.

Carol quickly got out of the car and ran over to him. Rick and Michonne followed behind her. I decide to get out of the car as well and walked over to then.

"Is he alive?" I asked them.

Carol was kneeling down over him checking on him making sure he's ok.

"He's breathing." Carol told us. "But I'm not sure for how long if we don't get him real help."

"Rosita has some medical experience." Michonne told us. "If we get him back to Cliff House then she can work on him."

"We can't turn back now." I told them. "The longer we wait, the more likely Carl could be in danger."

"He's right." Rick said. "Carl's in trouble and we have to find him."

"We can't just leave Daryl here." Carol said. "He's hurt."

"We can take him with us." Rick told her.

"You want us to take him to a group of people who kidnapped your son, tried to attack me and destroyed Blake's old home?!" Carol practically yelled. "He looks like he was nearly beaten to death."

"I want to help Daryl." Rick told her. "But we came out her to get Carl. And my son comes first."

"Enough you two!" Michonne almost yelled stopping their arguing. "I found out that we're only a few miles away from the police station. So what if the three of us continue walking there on foot while you take Daryl in the car back to Cliff House. Then when you make sure he's safe you can come back and get us."

Rick and Carol look at one another before looking back at Michonne.

"Deal." Rick and Carol said in unison.

Rick and Michonne carried Daryl's unconscious body and put him in the back seat. I gave Carol the map so she'd know how to find us. She gave me a hug before she got in the car and drove away. Then Rick, Michonne and I continued to walk on foot towards the police station.

"What do you think happened to Daryl?" Rick asked us.

"I'm more worried about Glenn." Michonne said. "He was with Daryl when they left so the fact the he wasn't with him has me worried."

"Maybe he left him." I suggested.

"Glenn wouldn't leave someone like that." Rick told me.

"Unless he didn't have a choice." I said. "Maybe he saw what happened to Daryl and instead of risking get attacked like Daryl, he went to go get help?" I noticed Rick giving me a suspicious look after I said that. "It's just an idea."

"You two wait here." Michonne told us. "I'll be right back."

After Michonne said that she walked into the woods. I look over at Rick who I notice is glaring at me, and has been since I met him.

"You don't like me, do you?" I asked him.

"I don't trust you." Rick told me. "And to be honest, a part of me wants to kill you."

"Then what's stopping you?" I asked him.

"Michonne." He told me.

"Michonne?" I asked him.

"She trusts you." He told me.

"And you just listen to her?" I asked him.

"I do." He told me. "Because I've known Michonne for a long time and if I learned anything, it's that she's always right."

Just then Michonne comes back out from the woods and comes back over to us.

"Ready to go?" Michonne asked.

"Yeah." I told her as the three of us continue walking.

"Where did you go?" Rick asked her.

"I had to pee." Michonne told him.

We walked for a few more minutes until we saw it. It was the police station. And I knew it had to be where Carl was. There were people outside with police padding guarding the doors. The same padding that the people who took Carl were wearing. The three of us stayed behind some bushes and trees in order to hide from them.

"So." I said. "What's the plan?"