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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The group's back inside the building and safe for the time being. MJ runs her tongue along the cut in her lip as she glares at the teenage boy.
"Those men you were with, we need to know where they went." Rick says as he looks down at him.
"I ain't tellin' you nothin'."
"Jesus, man. What the hell happened back there?" T-Dog asks as he looks at Daryl.
"I told you, this little turd and his douchebag friends came out of nowhere and jumped us." He says as he paces back and forth behind Rick.
"You're the one who jumped me, puto, screaming about trying to find his brother like it's my damn fault." The teenager says, and MJ walks over to him.
"If you don't start talking, your face is gonna look worse than what's currently bruising on my side." She says as she leans down so her face is closer to his. "I want my friend back, and my patience is wearing dangerously thin."
"They took Glenn. Could have taken Merle too." Daryl says.
"Merle? What kind of hick name is that? I wouldn't name my dog Merle." The kid says, and MJ grabs him by his throat.
"Watch your mouth, puto." She says through her teeth and she sees his eyes drop. She puts her hand under his chin and makes him look up. "The hell are you looking at?" She questions.
"Don't flatter yourself, chica. I was looking at your necklace." He tells her as he looks back at the gold around her neck. "MJ?"
"It ain't got nothing to do with that stupid leaf you got tattooed on the side of your neck." She says as she shoves his face to the side and then stands up straight.
Daryl walks over to Glenn's backpack as MJ moves past him. "Want to see what happened to the last guy who pissed me off?" He asks as he pulls Merle's hand out of the dark blue bandana.
The kid freaks out and screams when he sees the severed hand. He falls out of his chair, but Rick looks at MJ when she makes a pained noise. She's got her hand clutching her side, and she's facing away from them.
"Start with the feet this time." Daryl's saying as he grabs the teenager who's on the floor.
Rick walks over and pulls Daryl off of him, getting him to back away. Daryl looks over at MJ as she's trying to stretch her side. Her breathing speeds up and she leans against a filing cabinet for support.
"The men you were with took our friend. All we want to do is talk to them, see if we can work something out." Rick tells the kid.
"You alright?" T-Dog asks MJ, and she looks at him and Daryl.
