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⌜ chapter eighteen ⌟


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"Good, you're both here." Dale says as he looks between the two of them.

"The whole point of me coming up here is to get away from you people." Daryl tells him.

"Gonna take more than that."

"What do you want, Dale?" MJ asks as she gets to her feet. It's more like, get to the point. She already knows what he wants.

"I'm trying to save a kid's life." He says. "I know you've been going along with Rick for the sake of leading alongside him. But torturing people? That isn't you two."

"You don't know shit about me."

"You're decent people." Dale looks between the two of them. "So is Rick. Shane — he's different."

"Why's that?" Daryl asks as he moves to stand beside MJ. "'Cause he killed Otis?"

That gets Dale's attention. He steps forward, glancing between the two. "He tell either of you that?" He asks.

"He told some story — how Otis covered him, saved his ass. He showed up with the dead guy's gun. Rick ain't stupid. If he didn't figure it out, it's 'cause he didn't wanna."

Dale looks at MJ. "Does he know the truth?"

"Take a look at who you're talking to...and then ask a different question." She says, and both men look at her. "Back to your purpose here... You wanna save that little punk. I don't. I don't go along with anything, Rick and I are on the same side here. I think the little asshole's a threat and nothing you say is gonna change my mind. Daryl's free to make his own decisions. I'll leave you two to chat about it." She tells him and then walks away.

MJ goes back to her tent and she starts to open the zipper, but a voice behind her startles her and makes her jump. "Sounds like you got your hands full here."

"I hate it when you do that." She says as she turns around to look at Gabriel.

"Why didn't you call to tell me that you found your parents and Dean?" He asks.

"I've been a little busy."

"Yeah, your prisoner."

The blonde sighs as she looks down. "We found Kelly too." She tells him.

He gives her a puzzled look. "I haven't seen her here." He says, and she shakes her head.

"We buried her." She says. "She was in the barn — a walker. Jack lost her twice."

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