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( SEASON 5 EPISODE 12: REMEMBER )

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( SEASON 5
EPISODE 12: REMEMBER )

JAMES was there, standing in front of a camp. They made it. The group made it. Excitement ran through the teen, he was so happy as of right now. He knew his dad would be proud, so would his mom, even Beth, and James siblings who aren't with him today. James turned and looked at Carl who was looking at the old abandoned house, "Carl. You coming?"

Carl turns back around, walking with him. An animal squeals as Daryl shoots it and the gates now opened. "We brought dinner." He told the man. "It's okay. Come on in, guys." Aaron says. The group walks in through the gates, then it slowly closed. "Before we take this further, I need you all to turn over your weapons. Stay, you hand them over."

"We don't know if we want to stay." Rick spoke. "It's fine, Nicholas." Aaron tells the man. "If we're gonna use them, we would have started already." He said. "Let them talk to Deanna first."

"Who's Deanna?" Abraham questions. "She knows everything you'd want to know about this place." Aaron answers him. "Rick, why don't you start?" He offers. Rick turns around, "Sasha." She turns around, aiming at a walker. Sasha shoots it in the head.

"It's a good thing we're here."




"Hello. I'm Deanna Monroe." A woman spoke once James's interview was next. "James Greene." He puts his hand out for her to shake which she does. "Such a gentleman. Do you mind if I film this?" She questions. "Not at all." He answers. "Please, sit." James sat down in the comfortable chair, Deanna sitting across from him.

"How long have you been out there?" She starts. James shrugs, "A while..since the beginning you could say."
"How did you guys all find each other?" Deanna questions. "Well...I was on my own when it all started. But then, I found my family." A smile formed on his face.

"And Maggie's your mother?" She asks. James nods, "Sister. Well, I was adopted by her dad...but she's still my sister." He corrected. "Ahh I see, bad family?" She furrowed her eyebrows. James nods, "Abusive mother."

"I'm sorry to hear that." She says. "It's okay, she isn't here to hurt me anymore." James smiles. "Do you want to stay here?" Deanna asked.

That question made James think, he wanted whats best for Maggie and everyone deserved it. They deserved it. He looks at her, nodding. "Yeah. I feel like it's safe and you guys seem like good people." He chuckles softly. "Do you have any questions?"

James nodded, "I think I'm good."

....

JAMES took a shower, a real shower with hot warm water touching him. He had on a new outfit, a sorta christmas sweater you could say. James came out, seeing Carl who also seemed to have taken one a little earlier. "Wow...never seen you without a hat." He chuckles. "Shut up." Carl rolled his eyes which made James laugh.

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