Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction

•Chapter Twenty Seven•

M U T E D

Season 3

If any of you guys are confused, in Bobbie's point of view, she will be partly in the beginning of finding Rick and the others. Just for a little bit. I will be sure to mention when and what time frame she's in. So, to put it clear, when it's in Bobbie's point of view, she is eight months go, in the past, in the beginning when the farm first goes down. But in Daryl's point of view, it's current. So just, hang tight for a little bit, try to remember that she's in the past, and he's in current times. But don't worry, they will eventually make it in the same time frame! Just to clear any confusion up. Oh, just a reminder, when Bobbie is talking, she is using sign language! Sebastian uses sign language as well, but he only does a little. He understand sign language, after all, he was with Bobbie in the before world. Okay, continue!:)

Bobbie's Point of View:

Sebastian and I drive around the backroads. For a long while, we didn't see anything. There are only trees around here.

I look out the window and I noticed a small broken down building. I furrow my brows and point. Sebastian slows the truck down and it comes to a stop. I quickly climbed out of the truck and I jog over to the broken down building. I look around and noticed a small built fire that's already been burned out.

"What is it?" Sebastian approaches me. I turn to him.

"My people. They were here." I say.

"How can you tell?" He asks.

"I..." I look around and tried finding any sign of them being here. I know they were here, I just know they were. They weren't here for more than a night. Something bright flashes in my left eye, partly blinding me. I pull my head out of the blinding spot and I look down. I noticed something shining in the sun and I realized it's a watch. I furrow my brows and kneel down, picking up the pocket watch.

"What's that?" Sebastian asks. I look up and smile at him.

"It's Glenn's." I say. I've seen Hershel carrying it before, but now Glenn and Maggie are together, I guess Hershel passed it down to him. I saw Glenn walking around with it before, now it's Glenn's.

"Is this a good thing? And who's Glenn?" Sebastian asks.

"One of my people." I respond.

We get back into the truck and pushed on. We drive around for hours on hours, waiting and waiting for me to see another sign of my people, but I didn't see anything.

"Why don't we pull over. Crash for the night. We both know it's not safe for us to drive through the night." I didn't want to, I wanted to keep pushing. But I knew if I argued with Sebastian in this, he'd easily win.

He pulls over to the side and cuts the engine off. "We'll be okay. We'll find your people and you'll be okay, B." He says. I don't respond but simply stare at Daryl's arrow in my hand.

"What's his name?" I pick up my head and look at him with a confused expression on my face. "You just...I noticed you haven't put the arrow down ever since you found it. Figured it meant something to you. Somebody close. Really close." He says. I shake my head at him.