Post by melinda on Nov 19, 2013 16:46:25 GMT -6
For Jessie....this is both what I want to see and what I think actually happened. Craig agreed with me that what I think the truth is might have really happened. I will try to update regularly...
ch 1
“Dad...aren't you going to talk to Daryl?” Carl asked as he followed his father to welcome back the party.
Rick wasn't looking forward to talking to Daryl at all, not after what he had done to Carol. So when his son suggested they go off and look for vegetables, it was a most welcome distraction indeed.
Daryl didn't say much, but he was glad to be back. This wasn't much of a life, but they were all doing the best they could to survive. And to his surprise, he'd kind of grown fond of most of the people in the prison setting- particularly one female.
“Hey, Rick..” Daryl muttered.
Rick didn't look at him. “Hey,” he managed to mutter. “Did everything go okay?”
“If you count Tyrese almost tryin' to get himself killed by a hoard, then I guess it went all right.”
Rick said nothing. He knew Carl was counting on him to be more of a leader, but right now he hated the position the group had put him in. Even more, he hated what Carol had made him do.
“You seen Carol?” Daryl asked, and Rick continued to walk further away.
Sensing something wasn't quite right, Daryl got a little closer. “Ain't you heard me? I asked if you seen Carol,” he growled, getting more annoyed by the second.
“She's all right,” Rick replied. He wasn't lying. He'd made sure she'd gotten plenty of supplies and a car. As far as he knew Carol was all right.
“Where is she, with Judith?”
“Nope.”
Now Daryl was getting really irritated. He wasn't the smartest of the bunch, but he knew when someone was hiding something from him. “Then where is she?”
Rick continued to pick vegetables, and Carl, sensing trouble, went back to the prison.
“You gone deaf?” Daryl got in Rick's face. “I asked you 'bout Carol. Where is she?”
Rick sighed. “She's gone.”
“What you mean, she's gone? Christ I leave for a day and you mean to tell me you let them get her...”
“Lower your voice,” Rick ordered. “In case you haven't noticed we're not alone out here.”
“Don't talk to me about lowering my voice. Where the hell is Carol?” Daryl grabbed Rick by the shirt.
“Look, Daryl, sometimes you have to make decisions, not based on what you want, but on what's best for the group...”
“We're a council, remember? Last time I checked you didn't want to be in charge no more. So what did you do to Carol?” Daryl demanded.
“I sent her away. She's got food, gas, a car...she's a survivor.”
Daryl got right in Rick's face. “Don't talk to me about Carol. You don't know her, what she's been through. You don't know why she is the way she is...” he started to yell, not even caring about the walkers on the other side of the fence.
“And I suppose you do?” Rick raised his eyebrow.
“I know her enough not to banish her to the hell that is on the outside of this here fence. I ought to put you out there with them walkers, see how well you survive!”
Daryl stared down Rick, sending shivers down Rick's spine. Rick started to respond, but before he could, Daryl was making his way outside the fence.
“Daryl! Where you going? You can't leave...”
“Says you! You're the one who sent Carol out to her death, and I promise you this...I will be back. And if I have to come back without her....well,” Daryl spit then looked at Rick. “You might as well pack your bags.”
With that, Daryl was gone, leaving Rick to wonder not only what would happen to Daryl, but to himself and to the rest of the group once they learned what Rick had done.
TBC
ch 1
“Dad...aren't you going to talk to Daryl?” Carl asked as he followed his father to welcome back the party.
Rick wasn't looking forward to talking to Daryl at all, not after what he had done to Carol. So when his son suggested they go off and look for vegetables, it was a most welcome distraction indeed.
Daryl didn't say much, but he was glad to be back. This wasn't much of a life, but they were all doing the best they could to survive. And to his surprise, he'd kind of grown fond of most of the people in the prison setting- particularly one female.
“Hey, Rick..” Daryl muttered.
Rick didn't look at him. “Hey,” he managed to mutter. “Did everything go okay?”
“If you count Tyrese almost tryin' to get himself killed by a hoard, then I guess it went all right.”
Rick said nothing. He knew Carl was counting on him to be more of a leader, but right now he hated the position the group had put him in. Even more, he hated what Carol had made him do.
“You seen Carol?” Daryl asked, and Rick continued to walk further away.
Sensing something wasn't quite right, Daryl got a little closer. “Ain't you heard me? I asked if you seen Carol,” he growled, getting more annoyed by the second.
“She's all right,” Rick replied. He wasn't lying. He'd made sure she'd gotten plenty of supplies and a car. As far as he knew Carol was all right.
“Where is she, with Judith?”
“Nope.”
Now Daryl was getting really irritated. He wasn't the smartest of the bunch, but he knew when someone was hiding something from him. “Then where is she?”
Rick continued to pick vegetables, and Carl, sensing trouble, went back to the prison.
“You gone deaf?” Daryl got in Rick's face. “I asked you 'bout Carol. Where is she?”
Rick sighed. “She's gone.”
“What you mean, she's gone? Christ I leave for a day and you mean to tell me you let them get her...”
“Lower your voice,” Rick ordered. “In case you haven't noticed we're not alone out here.”
“Don't talk to me about lowering my voice. Where the hell is Carol?” Daryl grabbed Rick by the shirt.
“Look, Daryl, sometimes you have to make decisions, not based on what you want, but on what's best for the group...”
“We're a council, remember? Last time I checked you didn't want to be in charge no more. So what did you do to Carol?” Daryl demanded.
“I sent her away. She's got food, gas, a car...she's a survivor.”
Daryl got right in Rick's face. “Don't talk to me about Carol. You don't know her, what she's been through. You don't know why she is the way she is...” he started to yell, not even caring about the walkers on the other side of the fence.
“And I suppose you do?” Rick raised his eyebrow.
“I know her enough not to banish her to the hell that is on the outside of this here fence. I ought to put you out there with them walkers, see how well you survive!”
Daryl stared down Rick, sending shivers down Rick's spine. Rick started to respond, but before he could, Daryl was making his way outside the fence.
“Daryl! Where you going? You can't leave...”
“Says you! You're the one who sent Carol out to her death, and I promise you this...I will be back. And if I have to come back without her....well,” Daryl spit then looked at Rick. “You might as well pack your bags.”
With that, Daryl was gone, leaving Rick to wonder not only what would happen to Daryl, but to himself and to the rest of the group once they learned what Rick had done.
TBC