《Love In Hell (D.D.)》1.45 Plan
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Carol had been kidnapped and Daryl showed up with a kid. Noah.
Now we all were helping to barricade the whole church. Does this ever stop?
I walked outside to Daryl who was ramming the pipes of the church organ in the ground " need help?"
He looked at me and shook his head " no, thanks"
I sighed " It's not your fault, you know"
Daryl looked away.
I put a hand on his shoulder " Daryl"
He looked at me.
Me " it could've happened to any of us."
Daryl " ya coming with us to Atlanta?"
I nodded " yeah"
Daryl " Then get ready"
I walked back inside.
Carl walked with Judith to me.
I smiled at her " hey baby"
Then grabbed her from Carl. She began to laugh.
I smiled at her and I kissed her forehead.
Dad showed up and I gave her to him. He smiled at her.
I grabbed my gun, knife and my blades and hugged Carl.
Dad gave Judith to Michonne.
I kissed Judith's forehead and walked out.
Dad then closed the church doors.
Then we got into that big truck.
Dad, Daryl and I in the front and Sasha and Tyreese in the back.
We drove back to Atlanta.
.
We parked the van and walked into an abandoned warehouse.
Noah had told us everything about the hospital where he was kept.
Dad " at sundown we fire a shot into the air. Get two of them out on patrol. Then once it's dark enough that the rooftop spotter won't see us, we go. We cut the locks on one of the stairways, take it to the next floor. I open the door, Daryl takes the guard out."
Tyreese " How?"
Dad " he slits his throat. This is all about us doing this quiet, keeping the upper hand. They're not expecting us. From there,we fan out. Knives and silenced weapons. We need to be fast. Tyreese, Sasha, take them. Daryl, Ken, you take care of whoever is in the kitchen. I got Dawn. If they're smart the rest of them will give up. Then it'll be six on three. Seven on three one we get a weapon to Beth. "
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Noah " 13 on three. The wards will help. "
Tyreese " That's best case. What's worst case?. All it takes is one of those cops going down the hall at the wrong time. Then it's not quiet. All hands on deck. We're taking about a lot of bullets flying around. "
Sasha " if that's what it takes"
T. " It's not. If we get a couple of her chips alive, out here, we do an even trade. Their's for ours. Everybody goes home. "
Dad nodded " yeah, I get it. And it might work. This will work. "
Daryl shook his head " nah, that'll work, too. You say this Dawn, she's just trying to keep it together, right?"
Noah " trying and doing are two different things."
Daryl" You take two of her cops away, what choice does she have?. Everybody goes home. Like he says. "
We gave Noah a gun. Then we all hid while Noah shot in the air.
Suddenly we heard a car. I saw Noah running to us. In our trap.
The car stopped. Two police officers came out and arrested Noah.
Woman " thought you were smarter, Noah"
Man " Where are these walkers you were shooting at?"
We took out guns out and came up behind them. Daryl whistled and they turned around with their guns pointed at us.
Dad " Hands. "
Woman " what do you want?"
Man " whatever this is, we can help. "
Dad " you do what we say, we don't hurt you. "
Man nodded" okay. "
Dad nodded " good. Now turn around. Put your guns on the floor and kneel. "
They did what we said and Daryl and I took their guns.
Dad " we need to talk. There's water if you need some and food."
I cuffed the hands of the woman together and Daryl did the same with the men.
Man " mind if I ask you something?"
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Then we helped them up.
Man " the way you talk, the way you carry yourself, where you a cop?"
Dad didn't answer.
Man " believe it or not, I was, too. "
Noah " That's Lamson. He'll be down for this. He's one of the good ones. "
Suddenly another car stormed to us. Daryl grabbed me and we all hid behind the containers.
The two cops got into the car. We began to shoot at it. The driver shot at us too.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my arm.
I cried out.
That bastard shot me in the arm. Thank god it only stroke my arm but ahh.
Dad " Kendall"
He threw his bandana at me.
I caught it and pressed it on my wound and gasped in pain.
Then the driver drove off but Sasha shot the wheel of the car.
We ran after the car.
Daryl held me back " you alright?"
I held back tears " I'll survive"
There were walkers lying on the ground. Burned and still moving. The car stood there but it was empty.
Dad, Sasha and Tyreese followed the two cops who were running away.
Daryl and I stayed back to look for the third one.
The walkers on the ground were disgusting.
Daryl reached for my arm but i backed away.
He sighed " come on, let me see"
Me " I'm fine, Daryl. "
I was going to walk past him but he held me back.
I sighed " D."
Daryl took my belt off.
I raised an eyebrow at him.
then he put it around the bandana so that it was holding it on my wound.
Suddenly I saw someone behind him.
I yelled " behind you!"
But it was too late.
The cop threw Daryl on the ground. Near the walkers' head.
I couldn't hold my arm up for the gun. Fuck it.
I ran to them. He was punching Daryl. With all my strength I kicked him off Daryl. He fell to the side and Dad came and held a gun at his head.
The guy sighed " you win, asshole "
I helped Daryl up.
Dad was still pointing at him.
Daryl tried to stop him " Rick. Rick!"
I warned " Dad!"
Daryl " Rick. Three is better than two"
Dad looked at Daryl and dropped his hand.
Then he cuffed the guys' hands together.
We walked back to the warehouse.
The woman asked Daryl " your friend. What's his name? I need to talk to him. Your plan is going to get me and my friends killed. "
Sasha " We're gonna make it work. "
Woman " it would work of you had different cops to trade. Dawn's running Grady in the ground. A bunch of us want her out and she knows it. Pretty sure she knows we wand Lamson to replace her, too. "
Lamson shook his head" Dawn doesn't know that. "
Woman " She might and she's smart. So there's a good chance you cane makes this deal work and that'll leave us all dead. But if you let us go, we'll take care of Dawn ourselves and than we'll let your friends go and this is over. "
Lamson shook his head" no, we're not gonna do that. "
Woman " do you wanted to die?"
Lamson " no. I just need to shut up right now. You can make this work. But you've good to be able to talk to her. "
Sasha " Noah told us all about her. "
Lamson " I've known her for eight years, ma'am. I knew this woman. And my only interest is a peaceful resolution, not dying, and sleeping in my bed tonight. So, please, let me help you. Please"
Daryl then whistled to dad to come here " hey, Rick. You're gonna want to hear this. "
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