To the left she had said. There were a lot of trailers that were 'to the left'. As I walked along the trailers trying to find the one that I was looking for, 'Medical' was written at the front of the door of one of them. I sighed in relief. I went up the steps and knocked on the door.
"Come in," a woman called.
I opened the door and peeked into it.
"Hey. Uh, my name is Natalia. I'm looking for Enid," I said, stepping in.
"You found her. What do you need?"
"Well, I came here yesterday. Tara asked me to have you see if there's anything wrong with me. I don't think there is but then again, one can't be too careful, I guess."
"She has the right idea. Have a seat over here and we'll get started. I just need to grab some equipment real quick. I'll be right back."
She turned and headed out. My back had started to itch slightly but I didn't pay it much attention. I went into the next room to see Rosita and two others.
"Hey. I've been meaning to talk to you," Rosita said, sitting up a little straighter.
"How are you feeling?" I asked.
"I'll be fine. Has Jesus, Aaron and Daryl come back yet?"
"No. They haven't," I said.
She sighed.
"Rosita. You need to take it easy. They'll be back," the other woman said.
"What if they're not, Michonne? I told you that they have no idea what they're getting themselves into. You guys weren't there."
I started to get fidgety. She was right. They didn't know who they were dealing with. The one named Michonne noticed the change in my demeanor quickly. She stood up and came over to me.
"Who are you?" she asked fiercely.
"That question is starting to get very annoying," I retorted.
That got her to shove me against the wall. I guess I asked for that.
"Michonne," the man stood up and said.
"You think this is funny?" she asked.
I sighed.
"No ma'am," I said, looking directly at her.
"Now answer the damn question," she ordered.
"I'm a drifter."
"How did you find this place?"
"I didn't find this place. Aaron and Jesus found me when I tried helping Rosita out."
She then turned to look at Rosita.
"It's true. That's another reason why I wanted to talk. I wanted to thank you for that," Rosita said.
"You don't have to."
"Yes I do. If it weren't for you, I would have died out there. And that should be enough to keep her here, Michonne," she said sternly.
"Whether she stays or goes isn't up to me," Michonne said.
"So why the hostility toward her?" Rosita retorted.
"I asked for it. I don't really blame her. It's obvious she cares about the people here. She doesn't know me. Why else would she have acted as she did?" I said.
Michonne turned and just looked at me.
"No hard feelings," I said, holding my hand out to her.
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What We Become
Fanfiction6 years after her father died, Natalia Cruz has been apart of a group called 'The Whisperers'. After the many obstacles she had to not only endure but overcome, she had had enough. No longer wanting to be with them, she found an opportunity to leave...
