Broken Trust ( Daryl Dixon x Shane Walsh's!Sister Reader )

Chapter 26

That night, you slept on the couch, Michonne on the other couch while Andrea slept on the bed. Nobody spoke all night and you could have sworn Michonne hated you, until she approached you during the party.

Everyone was gathered outside, enjoying the nice weather and drinking cold drinks that the Governor had put in the freezer for the special occasion. Although, you had no idea what the special occasion was, but the people seemed to be having a good time with barbeques cooking and soft music playing.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" Michonne's voice suddenly asked.

You glanced over your shoulder to find her walking towards you, "of course, what's up?"

She nodded over shoulder indicating for you to follow her. The two of you walked down the street away from the mass gathering of people and once you were out of earshot Michonne stopped walking and turned towards you.

"You're a cop?" She asked, although it sounded more like a statement than a question. you just nodded, unsure of where this conversation was going to go. "Cops are smart. whats your gut telling you about this place?"

"Honestly, my gut is telling me that it's too good to be true. There has to be a catch to all of this and that Governor guy... I don't know, there's just something off about him. You think that too, don't you?"

Michonne nodded before something caught her attention in the building behind you and you frowned when you realised it was the Governor walking past the window upstairs. It was hard to see through the curtains, but there was definitely someone with him inside, someone small. Who the hell was in there with him? Everyone else was at the party.

"You can see the kid in there too right?" You asked quietly as you stared at the two figures through the window.

"Yeah... do you think that he's..." Michonne trailed off, but you knew what she was trying to say.

That the Governor was keeping some kid locked up in his bedroom. You knew something was off about the guy, but you didn't think it would be something like this.

"Maybe. We wait for him to join the party, then we go up there and see what's going on." You suggested and Michonne immediately nodded in agreement. "Until then, blend in. Try and act happy like the others."

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It took nearly an hour before the Governor was distracted with the party and began to make a speech at how far they had come and how grateful he was for the community. Which was when you and Michonne slipped away.

Silently the two of you snuck into the house and it didn't take long before you reached his bedroom as you pulled your handgun from your holster and walked inside. Your police training kicked in as you swept the room, doing a full internal patrol before you nodded to Michonne that the place was clear.

You holstered your gun and began to look around the room, trying to find any sign of a child being inside before something caught Michonne's attention. She walked over to some glass cabinet and pulled out a white katana. You watched as she instantly slung it over her shoulder like second nature and you knew that it was her weapon. It suited her.

"Hey." Michonne whispered, snapping your attention away from the katana on her back as she pointed towards a photo frame on the coffee table.

You walked over to her and glanced down at the photo and you sighed with relief. It was a family portrait of the Governor and his wife and daughter.

He had a daughter.

He wasn't some pedophile who kept kids locked up in his room, like many people you had arrested back in the day. He had his own daughter, that's who you and Michonne had seen earlier.