Chapter Eleven: Come one, Come all

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Shane & the gang all are driving in the truck, Daryl riding in the back with Nora & Waffle, taking a "nightshift" as they put it. "Hey..." Daryl starts. "Uhm.. hi?" Nora replies, stroking Waffles soft fur. "I hope y'all will uh... Stick around. We could use some more good people. And the kids back home like dogs, too. I should warn you... There's been some people however... That keep attacking us. Daryl says.

"We shouldn't be too far from Alexandria now, I think. But it's night... So we should really be careful... On the plus side, there isn't a speed limit!" Daryl chuckles a tiny bit. All of a sudden, the truck swerves, hard, throwing Daryl up against the side, almost out of the truck. "Hey! Careful! Shane you almost threw me out the damn truck!" Shane rolls down the window and says " Dude! There was this BIG ASS WALKER! I had to!!! Sorry man!" Daryl resituates himself, and looks back to find, sure enough, A BIG ASS WALKER  Literally chasing after the Truck. "HOLY SHIT!" Daryl yells. "Speed up! Speed up!" A chant comes practically  in unison. Shane floors it to escape the Juggernaut of a walker they have never seen before. Soon, everyone is calmed down now, with the big guy nowhere in sight. "How much longer do we have to sit in this hunk?" Asks a now bored Alana. Shane replies "we Shouldn't be too far... Oop- look! Here! That sign up there! We're here guys!"

They pull into the gate after Carl Recognizes Daryl & Shane & Jake. He eagerly pulls open the gate, and the truck rumbles through. "Blub blub blub blub blub blub blub blub" it rumbles softly. Shane let's the crew out to go park, Jake gets out & goes With Daryl, to help show Nathan, Alana and Waffle and them around. Rick comes out of his house to find Daryl showing a group of people around he's never seen before. "Daryl!" He says.

"What're you doing man?" "I'm showing our new folks around, don't be an ass and scare 'em off, Rick" he says, As he stares at Rick. Rick runs up to the group, whose instincts are to huddle defensively. "Daryl... Jeez ya cant... Fuckin Come one! Come all!!!! We let anybody in!" Rick goes off.  Jake and Phoebe's eyes both turn ice white and they both hop in front of the group, Growling at Rick. "S....top" Jake says. Rick looks down at Shane's kid and Phoebe. Then fixes his posture in a way to not look so Commanding, so creepy. The kids stop, and run behind the group, and start horsing around with Waffle. "Sorry about that, folks... I'm Rick. I'm the "leader" of Alexandria. But before we officially welcome you, I want to ask you lot a couple of questions." He explains. "Okay" they say, all Following Rick & Daryl back into Rick's House.

"Sit, make yourselves at home." Rick says, motioning them to calm down, be at ease. "Now, how many walkers have you killed?" Rick asks to the general consensus of the group. "We haven't ran into a whole lot, but we've had our fair share of them all in the same" Nathan says. They all nod in agreement with what he says, and awaits the next Question. "That's fair, I reckon" Rick says, after quick Judgement. "Now, How many People?" He asks. They all jump at such a question, as if completely unsuspecting it.

After a short while Phoebe pipes up "uhm.... I've.... Killed Mom." She says, faintly. Rick looks at her. Then the rest of the group, to find them staring at her, too. "Well...." He says. "I'm.. sorry to hear about your mom, kid. But, don't get yourself down. We've all lost people we cared about, kid. This world is messed up. But, what matters now, is that we have each other. You have all of these people, and us, to help you. And together, were all unstoppable. So, on that note, I'd like to say, "Welcome, to the Alexandria Safe Zone."

Daryl eventually takes the group from the Hospital to their home to get settled, of course, after rounding up the kids. "Y'all... I'm sorry about Rick. It's like he said, we've all lost shit here. He can seem... Pretty jaded, at times. But, he's a good guy. Just, be careful." They all nod into agreement and file into the house, each of them immediately calling Dibs on various parts of the house. Shane and Daryl take their leave to get them settled in. "Hey, Jake! Be home before dark, alright?" Shane exclaims before leaving out of eat shot. He turns back around to see Daryl staring at him. "I know there's something off about you. Not you, but your kid. And that other one that Rick just let in here." I've seen their eyes, and how they look... So different. So come, let's go to your house. You can cook me a nice meal, and EXPLAIN WHAT THE HELL ACTUALLY HAPPENED!"

           ~~Couple hours later~~

Shane sits down and starts explains after cooking a nice hot meal. "Alright. My kid, got bit- "BIT?!" Daryl interrupts. "YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOU LET A WALKER IN HERE??" Daryl screams, infuriated. "No." Shane says, keeping his composure. "He didn't turn. Not all the way at least." He explains further. "SO HE- wait.... What? The hell are you saying?" Daryl asks, now curious.

"My son, got bit, yes. But when he turned and came back... He listened to me. He stopped. He couldn't say anything but the general noises that the walkers make, but he listened. So I didn't kill him. Actually, he's helped me with alot of things, and on top of that, he TAUGHT HIMSELF how to speak. And write." Shane exclaims. And, I think something along maybe similar to those lines might have happened to Phoebe. But, I don't want to bother them about it. They seem sensitive about the subject. So, maybe lay low about it, and THIS ESPECIALLY for now. Okay Daryl?" Shane says. ". . . Fine. Not a word, Shane." Daryl agrees.

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