MJ and Jack separated from their family the night before the battle between Michael and Lucifer. Little did they know, that would be the last that they would see of their family.
Infection spread, and now the dead are walking among the living, and i...
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"Hey, Jess." MJ gets her attention as she and Jack make it back to the camp. "I'm headed back to Atlanta. Can you keep an eye on Jack for me while I'm gone?"
"What?" Jack looks at her. "You can't go back. It's not safe."
Daryl walks back into camp calling for his brother, saying something about the squirrels that he caught. The others are following behind him, and MJ looks at them.
"Daryl, just slow up a bit. I need to talk to you." Shane tells him.
"About what?" He asks as he turns around.
"About Merle." He says. "There was a, uh... There was a problem in Atlanta." He tells him, causing Daryl to look around at everyone who's watching them.
"He dead?" Daryl asks.
"We're not sure."
"He either is or he ain't!"
"There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just say it." Rick says as he walks forward.
"Who are you?" Daryl questions.
"Rick Grimes."
"Rick Grimes. You got something you want to tell me?"
"Your brother was a danger to us all—"
"He touched MJ." Jack interjects.
"Hey." She looks at him. "Quit it."
"You're not going back."
"Oh. Thanks for the input, Dad. I'll take that under advisement." She says. "In the meantime, zip it."
"The hell's goin' on?" Daryl demands.
"I handcuffed him on a roof, hooked him to a piece of metal. He's still there." Rick tells him as T-Dog walks back over to them.
"Hold on. Let me process this." He says as he takes a couple steps away from Rick. "You're saying you handcuffed my brother to a roof and you left him there?!"
"Yeah." He nods, then ducks under the squirrels that Daryl throws at him.
Shane runs forward and grabs him before he can try to throw a punch at Rick. They end up on the ground, and then Daryl pulls a knife as he gets up. He swings it at Rick and then brings his arm back again. MJ gets ahold of his wrist and bends it in an awkward position, causing him to drop the knife in his hand.
Daryl spins around and throws a punch, not realizing who disarmed him. MJ dodges the hit with ease and kicks the knife over to Jack, who immediately takes the cue to pick it up so no one else can try to use it. She then gets Daryl on the ground, her knees on either side of his torso, pinning his arms down. She's got one hand around his throat and the other on the ground by his head.
