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The last thing Keeley Salazar could remember was her parents arguing in the car before they crashed. Now three years have passed and a lot has changed. She's no longer seventeen, but now on the verge of turning twenty years old. Oh, and...
After a little bit of convincing, Rick, Daryl, and Hershel went with Andrea to go meet the Governor to discuss a truce.
Back at the prison, things were a little bit tense due to one person: Merle.
They were organizing the guns and ammo while Merle just stood by and watched.
"Carl, come here," Glenn said. "You start these at the loading dock. All right?" Carl shook his head in agreement as Glenn turned to Beth and Keeley.
"Keeley. Beth, put more on the catwalk. If anyone gets pinned down we need to make sure that they have plenty of ammo." Glenn picked up a rifle and the blowtorch. "I'll go work on the cage outside."
"What we should be doing is loading some of this firepower in a truck and paying a visit to the Governor." Merle started.
"Oh my God, " Keeley groaned out rubbing her forehead in annoyance.
"We know where he is right now."
She started walking out with Beth and Glenn when Glenn stopped in his tracks and Keeley followed, while Beth kept walking ahead, tired of this bullshit.
"Are you suggesting that we just go in and kill him?" Glenn questioned him.
"Yeah, I am."
"We told Rick and Daryl that we'd stay put," Michonne announced.
"I've changed my mind, sweetheart. Being on the sideline with my brother out there ain't sitting right with me."
"The three of them are right in the middle of it. No idea we're coming. They could get taken hostage or killed. A thousand things could go wrong." Glenn told him.
"And they will." Merle declared.
"Our Dad can take care of himself, " Carl told him walking away with Keeley behind him.
"Sorry, son, but your dad's head could be on a pike real soon."
"Don't say that to him." Keeley let out.
"What's wrong sweetheart? Scared that I'm right?" He smirked.
"Call me sweetheart one more time, it's gonna be the last thing that comes out your mouth." Keeley threatened before walking out the door.
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It took everything in Keeley to not stab Merle right then and there. The only thing that was stopping her was Daryl, she didn't want him to come back and find his brother dead with her knife sticking out of his neck.
He was the only reason Merle was still breathing.
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Keeley was stocking the ammo up when she couldn't help but notice Beth looking at her.
"What?" Keeley asked, feeling a little embarrassed in her gaze.
