Isabelle Winchester has truly seen it all, from vampire to demons, all the way to angels. She has evaded death multiple times, just like her brother's.
She had got separated from her brothers in, yet, another apocalypse they somehow created. God ha...
𝐁𝐘𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐁𝐘𝐄 once upon a time I was sweet and innocent, but then shit happened
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"IT'LL BE TIGHT, sixteen people in one house," Rick told Hershel. The old man had thought — that since Dale easily was attacked -- it was best if everyone moved inside the house, where it was safer.
"Don't worry about that. With the swamp hardening, the creek drying up..."
"With fifty head of cattle on the property, we might as well be ringing a damn dinner bell," Maggie announced, her eyes squinting thanks to the sun.
"She's right. We should've moved you in a while ago," Hershel told them, looking towards the ground.
"All right, let's move the vehicles near each of the doors facing out toward the road. We'll build a lookout in the windmill, another in the barn loft. That should give us sightlines both sides of the property." Rick paused as he looked around, then pointed towards T-Dog. "T-Dog, you take the perimeter around the house. Keep track of everyone coming and going."
"What about standing guard?" Izzy asked, her voice loud and firm. She was the only person who wasn't really affected by Dale's death. Yes, she was sad that someone died, a good human, but she wasn't attached to him.
"I need you and Daryl on double duty," Rick hesitantly spoke. He walked towards her and led her away from the others. "I know we don't know much about eachother, but, back there at the bar, you had a perfectly good chance to kill us all. And then, when we brought you here, which was a stupid move, you stayed and was there to stop that walker from tearing into Dale even more. You are obviously skilled and I know that you and Daryl would work well together."
Izzy pursed her lips, nodding. "Okay. Fine. But, I work better alone." She looked him in the eyes. "I only play nice when Jack is by my side, so..." She held out her arms, glancing to Daryl who was still out in the yard, his tent up and everything. He was staring right at her, too, with narrowed eyes. "Plus, Daryl doesn't trust me."
"That's why I want you two to work together," Rick stated before walking back over to Hershel, leaving no room to speak which angered Izzy.
"I'll stock the basement with food and water, enough that we can all survive there a few days if need be " Hershel announced, carrying a couple baskets.
"What about patrols?" Andrea asked.
"Let's get this area locked down first. After that, Shane'll assign shifts while me and Daryl take Randall offsite and cut him loose," Rick announced and then started to walk away from everyone.
"We're back to that now?" Shane questioned.
Izzy smacked her lips together in anger, her eyebrows raising up as she saw Jack with Sophia and Carl, building sand castles in a sand box. She walked towards them and couldn't help but smile once she saw all three of them smiling and laughing.
