Fight, Love, Live.

XI

It was a very long awkward walk to where Glenn wanted us so that we could collect the guns. Apparently, Glenn, Merle, Daryl, and I would be in the alley in front of the bag, the one I had almost shot Glenn in before, and we would cover Glenn while he ran out to get the bag, and if it was safe, he would signal for Merle and I to go get my van, and we would pick up Glenn and Daryl, and then swing two blocks down to get Rick and T-Dog, who were backup incase it wasn't clear, and Glenn needed a quick getaway. 

Daryl was still glaring at me though, even though, whenever they caught him doing it, Merle and Rick would give him such harsh glares he could have burst into flames, but his stare never faltered, and neither did my urge to look anywhere but at him. 

Glenn was leading our group to the alley, and Rick and T-Dog split off after a few more minutes to head to their alley way, and we were supposed to wait fifteen minutes before we tried for the bag and the car. 

"Hey, kid, what'd you do before all this?" I heard Daryl ask Glenn, as he finally turned away from glaring at me, and moved to the front where Glenn was, allowing Merle to fall in beside me. 

"Delivered pizzas. Why?" Glenn asked confused, as he lead us down another alley, and we were able to finally make it into the alley I recognized. Daryl just gave him a look, but didn't say anything, and I kept my arms crossed, trying to ignore the panic I felt whenever he looked at me, and kept my eyes focused on Bailey, who was in step with me, making sure she was less than an inch from my side at all times. 

We sat in silence in that alley behind a dumpster for what felt like eternity, with Glenn checking his watch every thirty seconds, before, finally, it was time. Glenn stood up with no warning, and spooked Bailey and I, making both of us flinch, as he moved to the fence. 

"You got some balls for a Chinaman." Daryl said sarcastically, as he moved with his crossbow to stand behind Glenn, to cover him, and Glenn turned around with a sour face. 

"I'm Korean."

"Whatever." Before Daryl could say anything else, Glenn turned and sprinted out the gate, and I quickly moved to the gate, ready to run to the van if he gave the signal, but from where I had to stand to see him, I was basically pressed right up against Daryl, and I could feel his heated glare, and his breath on my neck, and I felt the goosebumps appear wherever his breath would land. It was uncomfortable, and I was scared because I could sense how angry it was, but it also felt... nice?

Glenn hadn't been noticed yet, which was great, but suddenly I heard a noise from behind us, and Daryl and I whirled around in sync, and saw a hispanic man being shoved up against the side of the alley by Merle who had his hand over his mouth, and before I could do anything, Daryl had moved from my side and was pointing the crossbow at the boy, while Merle held him against the wall. I spun back to look at Glenn, and he had grabbed the bag, and was gesturing for us to run. 

"Merle! We gotta go!" I hissed, glancing at Merle. 

"You go! Come back and get us!" Merle grunted, trying to keep his hold on the strange guy, so I just nodded, choked up on Bailey's leash, and then started running out towards Glenn, who seemed to get the message because he met me halfway and then joined me running to the van. I only had to kill one dead person, using my long hunting knife, and the rest seemed to not notice us. 

When we reached the van, I yanked the back door open and shoved Bailey in, closed the door, turned around, and was met with the nasty snarling face of a dead person. I yelped in fear, and on instinct, shoved my knife up under his chin, and he dropped. I yanked my knife out, and turned to the front seat and yanked the door open.

As soon as Glenn and I were in the van I started it, and booked it to the alley where Merle and Daryl should have been, since I knew that as soon as the car was started, the dead would start making their way to us. 

We we made it to the alley, I shut the van off, and turned to look at Glenn who looked pretty panicked. 

"Stay here." Before he could say anything else, I jumped out, and booked it to the alley, shoving through the gate to see the brothers interrogating the boy. 

"Guys! Let's go! Now!" I yelled harshly, probably bringing all the dead people in the area to us, but I didn't care anymore. I just wanted to see Carl, and take a nap. The brothers turned to look at me, seeming very confused but nodded, and Daryl rushed to the fence, peeked out and rushed to the van, killing one on the way, and Merle followed, dragging the kid. 

"Do you really need to bring him?" I asked, uncomfortable with kidnapping this kid. 

"Yes. Let's go Ri." Merle said harshly, as he peeked out and went to the van. I went to follow, and didn't check when I exited the fence, which was a mistake, because I watched, almost in slow motion, as Merle shoved the kid into the back where Daryl and Bailey were, Glenn was smiling at me, and his face suddenly turned to horror, and before I could turn around to kill the walker that had snuck up on me, I felt something heavy hit the back of my head, and then nothing. 

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I was sitting in the van, and I had reached out to grab the kid from Merle. I glanced out of the van and saw that girl making her way to the van, and I saw something pop up behind her. I thought it was a walker, and I was going to yell out and warn her, but that person hit her on the back of the head with something, and she collapsed. 

I could hear yelling, and it took me a minute to realize that Glenn was yelling, trying to get out of the car, but failing in his rage, and Merle had dropped the kid, pulled out a gun, don't know where he got it, and was aiming it at the Mexican man who was now hauling Riley over his shoulder. I raised my crossbow automatically, not even thinking about it. Yeah I don't like her, but she's still part of our group, and she did save my brother. 

"You put her down you bastard!" Merle yelled angrily, and I shot the walker that was getting too close, and re-aimed at the man. 

"I don't think so. I'm going to take her. And when you putos want her, you bring Miguel, our guns, and whatever she's got in that van that y'all wanted so much. Miguel will show you where." Before we could do anything else, a van sped up, the guy tossed her into the back, he hopped in, and they were gone. 

"Come back here, you sumbitches!" Merle screamed, running after the van, but had to retreat pretty quickly, since the walkers were converging on the van. I slammed the door next to me shut, and Merle jumped in the driver's seat, and followed the hasty directions Glenn told him to get back to Rick and T-Dog. Miguel was laying on the floor next to Riley's dog, and it was growling at him, like it knew what had happened. 

When we finally got to Rick, he looked very excited, but when Merle rolled down the window, Rick's face melted into one of fear. 

"Where's Riley?"

"She was taken. We're gunna get her back. But we may have to kill some people." Merle said gruffly, talking through the window towards Rick, and Rick suddenly looked very confident. 

"I have no problems with that. Let's go get my baby sister."