Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction

•Chapter Forty Three•

M U T E D

Season 3

With this chapter, it's going to switch up between Daryl and Bobbie more than once, so make sure you're reading who's point of view you're reading so you don't get confused:)

Bobbie's Point of View:

Glenn, Michonne, Maggie, Carl and I sort out the guns and made sure everything was counted and recorded for when Rick and the others return.

"Carl, come here." Glenn calls. "You stash these at the loading dock. Alright?" Glenn takes the box and continues sorting a few things out.

"Beth, put more at the catwalk." Glenn orders. Beth does as she says and she heads outside.

"If anyone gets pinned down, we need to make sure that they have plenty of ammo. I'll go work on the cage outside." Glenn says and grabs a blowtorch.

"What we should be doing is loading some of this firepower in a truck and paying a visit to Governor." Merle says. "We know where he is now."

"Are you suggesting we just go in there and kill him?" Glenn asks.

"I am." Merle nods.

"We told Rick and Daryl that we'd stay put." Michonne speaks up.

"I've changed my mind, sweetheart. Being out there on the sideline with my brother out there ain't sittin with me right." Merle says.

"The three of them are right in the middle of it. No idea we're comin. They could get taken hostage or killed." A thousand things could go wrong." Glenn says.

"And they will." Merle goes on.

"My dad can take care of himself." Carl says and heads up the stairs to head outside.

"Sorry, son, but your dads head could be on a pike real soon." Merle says bitterly. I frown at him.

"Don't say that to him." Maggie utters.

"It's not the right move. Not now. Can't take the risk of putting them in the crossfire. That's my decision. It's final." Glenn says. I take a deep breath.

"Can I speak with you a minute?" I turn my head and see Carol pulling me to the cell block. I see Sebastian standing around, staring at me and Carol.

"We got some things to talk about." Sebastian says. I furrow my brows at them.

"Since when were you two the epic duo?" I ask.

"It's not- w-we're here to talk. About you." Carol says.

"Me?"

"What's our there, Bobbie? Who're yoI seeing? Who're you always running out, sneakin around to go see early in the mornings and late at night?" Sebastian asks.

"There's nothing going on! I'm just out hunting." I argue.

"Doesn't seem like it. If you're out hunting, then why haven't you brought anything back? Daryl goes out hunting and he brings at least a dozen of squirrels." Carol says. I roll my eyes and look at them.