The Hunter's Angel

Chapter 7

Seaira's POV

We find a place to take a break in the woods. I find a nice tree and I'm about to climb for keeping watch, but I hear someone behind me. "Hey," I hear that southern voice, I hide the nice chill it gives me. 

"Hey." I say turning to him. "I uh. notice you've been distant, and I want you to know you belong with us, you do." He says looking at me in the eyes. "I need you here, with me." He confesses. I'm taken back. "Wh- what about Carol?" I ask. "What about her? I'm happy she is back. I'm more than happy. she's my best friend. She isn't anything more though." He explains. I look away and clear my throat. "Well, I'm happy she is-" "Wait you aren't- you aint jealous are ye?" He cut me off smiling. 

"No." I wave off. "Mhm." He smiles and turn but I speak up. "What were you going to tell me before Gareth walked in?" That seems to catch his attention. "I don't know what your talkin about. I was just scared out of my life because I was goin to see you die." He looks at me. 

"I won't leave your side Daryl." I whisper. I put my pinky out. He scoffs and shakes his head, when he sees I'm serious. He turns his whole body at me. He intertwines our pinky's. "I promise." I whisper. "I promise that I-" Daryl! Seaira! we are moving out!" We hear Rick. 

"Another cut off." I smile. I walk past him brushing my shoulder against his. We keep walking. We see the smoke further and further away. Miles apart now, we cross a single Dead and Michonne said she has it. She goes to reach for her sword, but she forgot she doesn't have it. 

She then hits it with the butt of her rifle. We keep walking and she catches back up shortly after. When it gets dark, I make a fire quickly. Everyone thanks me and takes spots on the ground around it. I walk away from the group and sit against a tree. Carol comes and sits next to me and Daryl on her side. 

I lay my AK-47 next to me that Rick gave me. Making sure the mussel is pointing to the woods away from everyone. I take my bag off and sit it next to my rifle. I notice I still have only Daryl's jacket on. I wonder if anyone has a spare shirt. 

"I just need to forget about it." She whispers. "All right." Daryl agrees. We hear shuffling in the woods. We all stand straight up. I aim my compound bow. I hear a twig snap. I listen for anything. "It's nothing." Daryl says. I trust him. 

As soon as the sun is seen we keep walking. Daryl takes me hunting and I tell him we need to look for tracks in case it wasn't nothing last night. We never find anything though, instead I get three rabbits and five squirrels and Daryl gets one rabbit and seven squirrels. 

"let's just agree I'm better at catching rabbits and you squirrel." I chuckle. "I aint given up." He huffs. He's slightly triggered a female hunter is better at getting rabbits then he is.

We catch back up with the group and everyone aim at us. "We surrender." Daryl says with his hands up same as mine. We keep walking with the group, and they put their weapons down since they know it's us. Daryl and I report to Rick about the tracks. 

Rick whistles and tells them to keep close. Abraham speaks up to Rick. "Ready to get concrete under your feet?" "I think it's time." rick agrees. "That is music to my ears officer. Go to the next road we find. Head north till we find a vehicle." Abrahams happy. We walk for a while, and I hear Sasha and Bob play a little game they play. 

Suddenly someone screams help in the distance. "Dad come on! c'mon!" Carl starts running so we all follow him. We run through the woods to find the source of a man on a rock screaming and we see four Dead's reaching up. One has him by the leg.

Carl shoots the one holding the man's leg, Rick smashes one's head against the rock and Michonne hits one with the butt of her rifle. Lastly carol stabs one in the head with her knife.

Another Dead comes around the giant rock and Daryl shoots it with his bow. I yank out his bolt for him and hand it to him. We all stop and look at the priest on the rock curled up and panting. 

"We're clear, keep watch." Rick orders some of us. He tells the priest to come down from the rock. He slides up and looks around at us. "You, okay?" I ask the man. He puts up a finger signaling to wait a second. 

In that second, he turns and pukes his lunch. Some roll their eyes and Daryl scratches his head in awkwardness. After the man finishes he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and stands up straight. "I'm sorry. I'm Gabriel."

"You got any weapons on you?" Rick asks. Gabe chuckles. "Does it look like I would have weapons?" "We don't get two short and curlies what it looks like." Abraham puts in his two pennies. 

"I have no weapons of any kind." Gabe says serious. "The word of God is the only protection I need." I was takin back when he said that. I'm a Christian but I would want a weapon in my hands. "Sure, doesn't look like it." Daryl speaks from beside me. 

Gabriel smiles at Daryl. "I called for help, help came." He looks around and no one smiled. We're all on our toes since Terminus. 

"Do you... have any food? whatever I-I had left hit the ground," He asks. 

"We've got some pecans." Carl sticks out his hand and hands it to him. Gabriel thanks him. Judith starts cooing and Gabriel spoke, "That's a beautiful child." Rick looks at him questioningly. 

"Do you have a camp?" Gabe asks noticing the awkwardness. "No, do you?" Rick says immediately. "I have a church." The priest says. "Hold your hands above your head." Rick slyly says, not believing the man.

Gabriel slowly does so. Rick starts patting him down harshly. "How many walkers have you killed?" Rick asks. I cock my head a little, glancing at Daryl. Does this group ask questions? 

Daryl returns the glance but doesn't say anything. "Uh, n-not any actually." Gabriel says with a nervous laugh. "Turn around," Rick says as he pushes the man to turn, continuing to pat him down.

"How many people have you killed?" Rick asks. 

"None." Gabriel answers, turning back around with a confused face, putting his hands down.

"Why?" Rick asks. The Priest answers, "Because the Lord abhors violence." Rick looked at him not believing his answer.

I furrow my brows, Rick never asked me these questions, everyone I look at seems to know. I wonder why he never asked me. 

"What have you done?" Rick leans in, trying to read him. Gabriel has mixed emotions on his face, unsure if he should answer.

"We've all done somethin'." Rick says sensible. 

Gabe's face still crunched in confusing, with an unsure small smile. "I'm a sinner, I sin almost every day. But those sins, I confess them to God," He glances around to the people who was skeptical to him. "Not strangers." Gabe finishes, nodding to himself.

Michonne pipes up, from leaning against a tree she asks the man a question, "You said you had a Church?" Gabe turns to her, nodding scared.