Wrath

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I sat at the top of the bench and cleaned the gun out. Sasha's gun. It was good, it was fine and I held it in my hands.

"I think your gaining things from the people you lose." Tara told me and I looked at her.

"You were already one hell of a shot, but you liked to stick to sharp objects when you can. But you get Sasha's gun in your hand, everybody best move." She told me and I nodded my head with a proud smile.

"I hope it comes in handy today." I told her.

"It will." She said and gave me a fist bump.

"You know what else will come in handy?" She asked and I looked at her.

"Oh, don't act like you're not the one who recovered them." She said and I smiled thinking of the explosives. Everybody was mad at me, but as soon as they found out what was in the trunk they were fine.


"All right. We'll stick to this road, keep to the trees, we'll get there quicker.
Plus, we can keep an eye on the road that way." Daryl told us while we were gathered at a bench looking at the map.

"Yeah, if they were planning anything, we'll see it." Rosita said and I nodded my head.

"You think we can trust Gregory? What he told us?" Michonne asked.

"I locked him up inside the house. He knew I wouldn't let him walk around free. He knew he was coming back to that.
He doesn't believe in anything except himself, and he'd have to believe in the Saviors a whole lot to send us into a trap and think it would work out for him." Maggie said.

"Unless Dwight didn't tell him. That asshole could be setting us up." Daryl pointed out and Rick picked up the map.

Maggie and Rick exchanged a look and then they both looked at us. Carol turned and we all turned to see Morgan going somewhere in a hurry.

Carol followed after him and I took a deep breath. Morgan was looking around confused and I took a few steps forward. Carol was next to him and it was worrying.

I looked away for a second to look back with Henry on the ground and Morgan keeping the stick at his face.

"Shit." I whispered and ran forward a few more feet.

Carol put her hand on his shoulder and Morgan realized what he was doing. Carol took away the stick and Morgan had his hand in the air.

The Saviors were standing at the gate and I knew by there faces that's what he was going after originally.

Rick went forward with Jerry, Jesus, Tara, and the King to figuring out the madness. Maggie was there too and Morgan looked like he had lost it.

Rick was saying something to Morgan and I didn't like the way they were looking at him. I ran forward and stood in front of Morgan.

"Hey, let's go back up to the houses." I said and Morgan put his hand on my shoulder and nodded his head.

"I'm gonna stay with him." Rick told me.

"Go do what you gotta do." Rick told me and now that he knew where I'd be, Morgan let go of my shoulder. 

I was walking towards the trailers when I heard movement.

"Daryl, can I talk to you?" Anthony asked and I looked around the corner to see him going by Daryl at the graves.

"Yeah, of course, man." Daryl said and they stood next to each other. I put my body back so they wouldn't see me.

"If I'm going to die--" Anthony started.

"You ain't dyin." Daryl cut him off.

"Okay, maybe." Anthony said.

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