M U T E D
Season 7
Bobbie's Point of View:
We all piled back into the car and began our trip back home. The walkie Jesus stole from the Saviors comes to life with static noise and we all listen closely.
"For anyone out there who loved the obese bastard as much as I did, I just want to say a few words. Fat Joey was not the most baddest sonuvabitch, but he was loyal. He had a great sense of humor. In fact, we were just joking about oral sex with Lucille the other day. Things will not be the same now that he's dead. Without Fat Joey, Skinny Joey is just," Negan sighs. "Joey. So it's a goddamn tragedy. So, let's have a moment of silence." The radio goes silent and the car slows down.
"Someone's trying to block the way." Rosita points.
"Gotta be the Saviors." Rick assumes.
"Look." Carl points. "I think that's their base over there." I could see way in the distance an old factory. Maybe that's where Negan and the Saviors call home.
"Yeah, that's it." Jesus agrees.
"Must be trying to make it hard to get to them." Sasha says.
"We gotta keep moving." Rick declares. "We'll move them, and then move them back. They don't need to know we were here." With what we saw before our eyes, was a line of cars parked in front of the other across the highway road, blocking anyone and anything from going near the Saviors home. The engine cuts off and we all climbed out of the car. I approached the line of cars and noticed something. I turn my head and searched for Rick, whistling and grabbing his attention. He's quick to approach me and I point at the steel cable that was lined up in front of the cars.
"What's all this for?" Sasha asks.
"Wait." Carl speaks up. "When I was hiding in the back of the truck, I heard a couple of them talking about this. This is for a herd."
"That's why it's a steel cable. It's not just for one walker. It's for a lot." Rosita explains.
"We need these explosives." Michonne utters.
"Yeah. But we first need to figure out how to disarm them." Rick says.
"Uh...okay." Rosita says. "Backing up is not gonna make a difference if this thing goes off." The radio suddenly grows static and we all look at Jesus.
"We got ourselves a code red situation. I need a search party. See if Daryl ran home like the dumb animal he is." Negan announces.
"On it. Be there on time for lunch." Simon responds.
"Turn that sleepy little burg upside down." Negan says and the radio goes silent again.
"We gotta go." Michonne says.
"We gotta get there for them, but we need these." Rosita says.
"We need to clear a pathway." Sasha says.
"Yeah. Rosita?" Rick turns to Rosita, who stood on her knees trying her hardest to disarm the explosives tied to the cable wire.
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Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction
FanfictionWhen her life was all about living at the city hospital, Bobbie Andrews wakes up to the world literally ending. Just barely escaping Atlanta, Bobbie runs into a member of a group that has a camp just set up outside the city. Just like the new friend...
