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Chapter Nine

MEADOW FLETCHER
June 22, 2016
10:35 AM

MEADOW watched the man rummage in her bad. Her blood boiled, she unholstered the small pistol her dad found her, for protection. She raised it. "Drop the bag." She spat. The man's eyes widened, he dropped the bag, holding his hands up in surrender. "H-Hey little girl, I didn't know." He stuttered.

"Turn around." And the man did just that, he turned around, looking at the small girl, looking at the pistol that was pointed at him. "I thought this was abandoned, I swear." Meadow looked at him, "That's my bag."

"I'm sorry, really. Where are your parents?" "Out." Meadow replied.

"This is a misunderstanding, just let me go, I'll be on my way, you won't ever see me again. Deal?"

Meadow shook her head, "Just you wait, wait until my dad and mom get back." Meadow said. The man begin to slowly walk towards her, "You don't wanna shoot me, just put the gun down."

"Back away." Meadow threatened, bring the hammer back. The man continued, "You're making a huge mistake, little girl." He walked closer. Meadow put her finger on the trigger. "Meadow?" She heard Ryan's voice, instantly she pulled the trigger, shooting the men dead in the head. He fell, his body making a this sound as he hit the floor.

"Meadow?" Ryan ran, seeing what had happened. "Meadow, what did you do?"

"He-He was coming closer, he was looking through my bag!" Meadow exclaimed, dropping the gun. Joy and Daniel ran back to the camp as soon as they heard the gun go off. Meadow was crying in Ryan's arms, saying over and over that she didn't mean to, that it was a mistake.

Joy looked at Daniel, worry filled her eyes.

MEADOW FLETCHER AND CARL GRIMES
April 31, 2017
6:30 AM

MEADOW didn't sleep after last night. Ryan was sleeping, so was Michonne, and Carl. Meadow clenched her jaw, getting out of the vehicle, going to the other side of it and sitting next to Rick. He stared straight ahead, he was covered in blood. "I didn't want to." Meadow said, whispering, "I told myself, I would never use a gun, ever again." Rick turned his head, looking at her, "I saw everyone in trouble and then what you did to that man," She paused, "Something took over me, Rick. I stabbed a man, shot two more. What does that make me?" Meadow asked.

"A survivor." Rick whispered, "That's what it makes you." Meadow nodded, "You should rest." Meadow looked at Rick, shaking her head, "I can't sleep, I'm not tired." Rick nodded his head, "At least try."

Meadow got up, "You should rest also, Rick." "I will, I will." She got into the passenger side of the car, staring at the road, her eyes were getting heavy but she just couldn't bring in to herself to sleep. Michonne was awake, watching over Carl. Meadow stayed silent, she just couldn't find any words to say.

Daryl walked towards Rick, Rick was handed a wet rag, "We should save it to drink."

"You can't see yourself, he can." Daryl commented. Rick took the rag, wiping his face off. Daryl slid down the car, sitting next to him. "I didn't know what they were." Daryl spoke up, looking at Rick. Rick nodded, "How'd you wind up with them?" "I was with Beth. We got out together, I was with her for a while."

"Is she dead?" Rick asked. "She's just gone. After that, that's when they found me." Daryl looked at Rick, "How'd you find the two kids?"

"They're parents saved me, Meadow stitched me up. Apparently they're parents just took off without them." "That's shitty." "Yeah." Rick whispered.

"You being back here with us, now, that's everything." Rick said, "You're my brother." Daryl nodded, looking away.

"Hey, what you did last night," Daryl paused, trying to figure out what to say, "Anybody would've done that."