[We were on the roof walking to where Merle should have been when in a fit of rage Daryl pointed his crossbow at T-Dog and with that Rick immediately points his gun at Daryl.]
Rick: I won't hesitate I don't care if every walker in the city hears it
[Daryl lowers his crossbow and Rick lowers his gun and puts the safety back on.]
Daryl: *To T-Dog* You got a do-rag or something?
[T-Dog reaches inside his pocket and gives Daryl a blue bandana as Daryl takes it and puts down his crossbow and walks to Merle's hand.]
Daryl: I guess the saw blade was to dull for the handcuffs. Ain't that a bitch
[Daryl puts the hand in the bandana covering it then walked over to Glenn and put the hand inside Glenn's backpack.]
Daryl: He must have used the tourniquet--- maybe his belt would've been much more blood if he didn't.
[We followed Daryl inside.]
Daryl: Merle you in here!?
[We were looking around for Merle when we ended up in an office with two dead geeks.]
Daryl: Had enough in him to take out these two sons of a bitches. One handed. Toughest asshole I've ever met my brother feed him a hammer he'll crap out nails.
Rick: Any man can pass out from blood loss no matter how tough he is.
[We continued into the kitchen.]
Daryl: Merle!
Rick: we're not alone here remember.
Daryl: Screw that he's bleeding out you said so yourself.
[We saw fire on a stove, A belt and blood.]
Glenn: What's that burnt stuff?
Rick: Skin he cauterized the stump
Daryl: Told you he was tough. No one can kill Merle but Merle.
Rick: Don't take that on to faith he's lost a lot a blood
Daryl: Yeah, didn't stop him from busting out of this death trap.
[We walk over a broken window]
Glenn: He left the building why the hell would he do that
Daryl: Why wouldn't he. He's out there alone as far as he knows. He's gotta do what he's gotta do. It's surviving.
T-Dog: You call that surviving just wondering out in the streets maybe passing out what are his odds out there?
Daryl: No worse than being handcuffed and left to rot by you sorry pricks.
[T-Dog turns away and Glenn and I put a hand on our face as Daryl walks to Rick and the two-look face to face.]
Daryl: You couldn't kill him. I'm not so worried about some dumb dead bastard.
Rick: What about thousands dumb dead bastards? Different story?
Daryl: Why don't you take a tally. I'm gonna go get him.
[Daryl pushes forward but Rick stops him.]
Rick: Daryl, wait
Daryl: Get your hand off me! You can't stop me!
Rick: I don't blame you he's family I get that I went through hell to find mine I know exactly how you feel. He couldn't have got far with that injury. We could help you look a few blocks but only if we keep a level head.
Daryl: I can do that
T-Dog: Only if we get those guns first. I'm not strolling the streets of Atlanta with just my good intentions, okay?
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Allie Griffin
Fanfic"Faith consists in believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe." Cassie Athena Griffin was only a child when the world went to hell. Rick Grimes was a man from the old and lost in the new. "Family don't always mean blood."
