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Chapter 92 Silencing the Whisperers

Daryl’s group worked diligently to get the wagon prepared. Luke was in charge of the project, and they followed every one of his orders. The wagon was stacked with multiple speakers of all shapes and sizes, all of them wired up to equipment that would power them. The last thing they did was insert someone’s old mix tape into a cassette player of an 80’s style boom box. Everyone held their breaths as Luke pushed down on the silver play button. There was nothing. The group gave a collective disappointed sigh, but Luke held up his hand.

“Wait for it,” he said as he turned up the volume knob. Burning Down the House by Talking Heads poured out of every speaker.

The group had a short celebration, patting each other on their backs. Carol smiled up at Daryl. “Ah, nothing like those 80’s classics,” she joked.

Everyone got into position, surrounding the wagon on all sides. The horses took their first few steps, getting used to the weight they had to pull. Soon, they were on their way. When they got close enough to the horde, Luke turned the music back on and turned the volume up. The plan was in motion, but with the delay, they were just getting started as the sun was setting. They had wanted to do this in daylight so they could see their enemy better. Whisperers would have the advantage in the dark, but they would just have to make due, and proceed with extra caution.

It didn’t take long before they spotted walkers funneling out of the surrounding forest and onto the road. Just like they had hoped, the horde followed the sound of the Best of the 80’s, and they marched them along toward the cliff. They still had quite a way to go, though, and there were no doubt Whisperers in the mix. They would try to regain control. It was just a matter of when.

Carol and Lydia walked behind the wagon, keeping a close eye on the front line of the horde for signs of the enemy. Daryl walked in the front, and made sure everyone was keeping up and doing their duty. His radio crackled, and he pulled it from his belt.

“We’re almost done with the evacuation,” Gabriel informed him. “But the Whisperers are here. They’re trying to break through the door.”

“We still have the horde,” Daryl told him. “Get out of there and join the others.”

“I can’t leave yet. I have to make sure no one cuts the rope while our people are still leaving,” Gabriel told him.

There was an explosion, and the radio went dead. “Gabriel!” Daryl called, but he was no longer there.

“They’re coming!” Lydia shouted from the back.

Daryl fell back, telling everyone to get ready as he made his way behind the wagon. Lydia, Carol and a couple other archers had their weapons up and ready to fire.

“They’re using walkers as shields,” Lydia warned him.

“Take them out,” Daryl ordered, and they fired arrow after arrow at the walkers.

It was very dark and they couldn’t see their targets very well. Most of the arrows were hitting walkers in their torsos and not their heads. Any walkers they took down were tossed to the side, and the Whisperers grabbed the closest one to them to use as a shield. The walkers looked like they were coming toward them at a faster pace, driven by their Whisperer counterparts.

Daryl turned around and called to the driver. “Speed it up!”

Everyone picked up the pace to keep up with the wagon, when arrows started flying at them from the woods on either side. Carol called out to some of Aaron’s militia, armed with swords and shields. “Protect the horses!” They moved in with raised shields to keep any arrows from taking out the horses.

Debris rained down on the group. Whisperers were throwing rocks, bottles, pipes, and anything else they could find, trying to divert their attention. As the group tried to see where the enemy was coming from, they were rushed by multiple Whisperers coming out of the woods. The militia tightened their stance around the horses. Someone screamed out in pain. Daryl didn’t know if it was one of his or one of theirs. The scene turned into complete chaos when the wagon came to an abrupt halt.

“One of the wheels is off,” someone shouted.

As soon as that happened, more Whisperers charged toward the wagon. It was over. There was nothing else they could do. Daryl turned to his people and called out several times. “Turn the horses loose! Abandon the wagon! Run! Now!”

Those that were left made their way into the woods away from the wagon. They regrouped when they were far enough from the confusion. The Whisperers didn’t follow. They were too busy trying to take out the speaker system. Daryl spied through the trees and watched them climb onto the wagon, chopping at it with hatchets, knifes and swords until the music finally stopped. He regrouped with his people, who all wore disappointed looks of defeat. He caught his breath and tried the radio again.

“Gabriel? Are you there?” There was no answer. “Anyone out there that can hear this, we lost the wagon. Repeat … we lost the wagon.”

Luke stepped forward to address him. “They should have gotten out by now. Don’t you think?”

“Yeah,” Jerry spoke up. “But now they’re out in the open, unprotected. We need to keep the herd from turning around.”

“How?” someone said from the back of the group. “We lost the wagon,” he said with frustration.

“I got an idea,” Daryl said, and all eyes turned to him. “It’s not a very good one, but it’s all I’ve got.” As he started to speak, the sky opened up and it started raining hard, adding to the difficulty. “We go back in and hunt the skins. We take them out one by one.”

Magna pulled her jacket tighter around her shoulders. “Even if we do that, how are we going to turn the herd around without the music?”

“I’ll do it,” Lydia said, coming out of the crowd to the center.

“No,” Daryl told her automatically.

“I can do this,” she argued. “I know how. My mother taught me what to do.”

Everyone was silent, and Daryl thought they were all a little too eager to let Lydia risk her life. All but Luke.

“Even if that works, you’ll be leading them to a cliff. Without the wagon to go over the edge . . .” He paused to see if anyone else caught on to what he was trying to say. “It’s a suicide mission.”

Daryl thought Lydia had the right idea. He just didn’t want her being the one to carry it out. He knew he couldn’t argue with her. She never would have listened. “We’ll deal with that when we get to it. First things first, we need to take out the Whisperers. Anyone with me on this, it’s time to go. Otherwise, head back to the tower and get to our people before the enemy does.”

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Aaron was overwhelmed to see Maggie again. He had so many questions for her, but there was no time for catching up. Right now, he needed to get Maggie up to speed with what was happening.

“We need to get to this abandoned hospital where everyone’s at. The horde has turned, and it’s heading their way,” he said as he led Maggie and her two companions the right way.

“Why are they there?” she asked.

“I’m assuming you read the letters?” he asked just to see how much she knew.

“Yeah. I know the basics about the Whisperers and their leader, Alpha.”

“Well, Alpha is dead, but her right-hand man, Beta is running things now. They came to Alexandria looking for us, and when they saw it was abandoned, we expected them to head for Oceanside. Alden and I were watching them to see what they would do. They left and were heading to the ocean when suddenly they slowed, and turned in the direction of our hideout. I have no idea how they figured out where we were.”

“Didn’t you warn them?” Maggie asked.

“My radio went out. Last time I contacted them was to tell them the herd was going to Oceanside. They don’t know that it turned,” Aaron said with urgency.

“Well, they do now,” Maggie said with a dark tone. “Okay, take us there, and we’ll see what we have to deal with.”

Alden came up beside Maggie and Aaron as they hurried through the trees. “We can’t just go in. They probably have the place surrounded.”

“The escape route,” Aaron mentioned. “We can go in through the tunnel. Hopefully, it’s not overrun too.”

To their surprise, when they got there, the horde was already moving away. Aaron smiled to himself. “They did it. They got the wagon working, and they drew them away.” His celebration was short lived when he saw a group of Whisperers moving into the building. They stayed in their hiding position and observed what was taking place.

“We can’t just rush in on them. There’s too many,” Maggie observed.

“They would have started the evacuation,” Alden pointed out. “We can’t let them get upstairs.”

As Maggie watched, and wracked her brain to come up with a solution, Aaron stole glances at her Ninja friend. Whoever he was, he never spoke, even to contribute to a way to solve their problem. He was obviously waiting for Maggie to give him or her a command.

A couple loud explosions came from inside the hospital. “Is that them or us?” Maggie asked.

Aaron shook his head. “I don’t know, but we can’t wait anymore.” He checked to make sure his mace arm was secure, and felt the unseen eyes of the Ninja watching him, but he ignored them. Together, as a group, they cautiously raced toward the building.

When they got to a set of steps, Maggie stopped them, and signaled to the Ninja to move in, and without speaking a word, the person in black obeyed without hesitancy.

“You’re just going to let him go in alone like that?” Alden asked with worry, but Maggie only gave him an impish grin.

They waited for what felt like forever until the Ninja appeared in the doorway, and signaled to Maggie that it was clear. Maggie stood up and whispered to Aaron and Alden. “Okay. Let’s move.”

As they made their way to the stairwell, Aaron took notice of a pair of Whisperers laying on the ground. Blood seeped from their slashed necks. He glanced at the Ninja’s weapons and saw fresh blood. He couldn’t help but feel a bit of admiration for the weapon of choice. It was something he’d never seen anyone use before, with their curved blades and wooden handles.

Ninja went first, moving with the stealth and grace of a feline. Whoever this was, they were well practiced in their craft. As Aaron watched them, a Whisperer jumped out of a doorway. His first instinct was to rush in and help, but Maggie grabbed his arm to steady him. She gave a nod and gestured for him to watch. Amazingly, the Ninja’s moves were like something Aaron had seen in a Bruce Lee movie. The Whisperer didn’t have a chance. By the time he turned to see where his attacker was, the Ninja was already on his other side, toying with him in a cat and mouse fashion. Finally, seeing their opportunity, they slashed the Whisperer across the throat, slicing not only flesh, but the skin mask too. The Whisperer looked like he didn’t even realize he’d been cut. He stood there, as though waiting for his opponent to make a move. Then he dropped to his knees, and then to the floor, dead.

“Let’s move,” Maggie ordered as soon as the Whisperer was down.

All Aaron could think was, who was this masked mercenary, and how did Maggie come to know them? He would have to wait for an answer. They had a mission to do, and they started toward the stairwell.

The stairs were cleared already, but they heard banging and wood splintering from above. The last of the Whisperers were trying to break through. “Which floor?” Maggie asked.

“Fourth and to the left,” Alden told her. They heard shots fired, and went at a faster pace.

Once they reached their destination, Maggie eased the door open. The hall was clear, but they proceeded with caution. The closer they got to the place where Aaron had last seen his group, the more worried he got. They turned the final corner, and heard a struggle going on beyond the busted doors.

“Go,” Maggie told her masked friend, who moved upon her command. “We’ve got this,” she told Aaron and Alden as she nocked an arrow to her bow and followed her partner.

“What the hell?” Aaron said, confused by Maggie’s actions to move on without him and Alden. The two men didn’t wait to find out. They rushed into the room, ready to take on their enemy. Instead, they witnessed the unknown Ninja taking on two Whisperers. His knives were moving so fast, all they saw were flashes of silver, but the Whisperers were taking turns trying to get to him. As he bested one of his attackers, the other rushed toward the masked fighter. Maggie caught him just in time, and took the Whisperer down with her arrow, saving her friend from any harm. Aaron couldn’t help but notice how well they fought in each other’s company. They must have gone on many missions together.

It took Aaron a moment to notice Gabriel, who was still lying on the floor. Maggie went to him with a smile and offered him her hand. “Hello, Gabriel,” she said.

“Maggie?” Gabriel said with amazement.

The Ninja warrior came to stand beside Aaron, and watched the reunion without interfering. Aaron gave him a side long glance, and the hooded figure returned the curiosity with a glance of his own.

Once on his feet, Gabriel embraced Maggie. Aaron couldn’t help but smile. It was beyond good to see her again. Gabriel released her and stood back. “Where have you been? It’s been ages since we’ve heard a word from you.”

“I’ll get to that later. Right now, I’m more concerned about the rest. Where are they?” Maggie inquired, as she glanced around the room.

“They escaped through the elevator shaft, and should be in the woods not far from here.” Gabriel turned to Aaron and Alden. “Are you two alright?”

“We’re fine,” Aaron said. “I’m sorry I couldn’t warn you about the horde. That damn radio . . .”

“It’s not your fault,” said Gabriel, trying to ease his mind.

“And Gracie?” he asked.

“She’s with the rest of the group. Rosita has her.” Gabriel made sure not to tell Aaron that she went out alone to look for Daryl, and narrowly made it back right as the horde showed. That was for Daryl to discuss with him.

“Where’s Daryl?” he asked anxiously.

“Leading the wagon, but . . .” Gabriel paused, and Aaron looked distraught. “Last I heard, Whisperers destroyed it. I haven’t heard from them since.”

“I need to go find him,” Aaron said without a second thought.

“Funny, that’s the first thing Daryl said when you didn’t radio in,” Gabriel told him.

“If he knows where the rendezvous point is, I’m sure that’s where he’ll be heading,” Maggie said to ease his mind.

“We need to go,” Aaron said. “I need to make sure Gracie it alright, but if Daryl’s not there, I’m going out after him.”

“I’ll go with you if that’s the case,” Maggie agreed.

Thinking it was better not to go back the way they came in case more Whisperers were on the way, the group left through the elevator shaft, and cautiously navigated the tunnel that emptied out into the woods. A couple of Aaron’s militia members heard them moving toward the entrance, and were ready with spears raised. When they saw it was their own people, they put their weapons down and guided them to the area where the rest of their people had taken refuge.

“Daddy!” Gracie cried as she ran to Aaron, surrounding him with her arms, and holding him tight.

He picked her up and swung her around. “Hey, there’s my girl. Are you okay?” he asked, and she nodded. “There’s someone I want you to meet. Actually, you’ve met before, but you were just a baby at the time.” Aaron turned around and gestured for Maggie to approach. “This is Maggie.”

“Hello,” Gracie said and waved.

Maggie’s eyes watered and she got down on one knee. “Look at how beautiful you are.” She glanced up at Aaron. “I can’t believe it’s been this long.” Her sight came back to Gracie with a smile on her lips. “I used to watch you when your daddy needed a babysitter. You were just a little thing in a crib. But now … I just can’t believe how big you are.”

“I’ve heard all your stories, and about all the good things you’ve done,” Gracie said.

As Aaron stood by and watched the two get acquainted, he felt his heart swell. This was the reason why he kept his daughter informed about all the people in his life, even the ones that weren’t there. She needed to know what kind of people his group was, so that she would know how to conduct herself one day. There was something to learn from everyone.

“Well, isn’t this a sight for sore eyes.”

Aaron turned and found Daryl standing behind him. He threw his arms around him, and Daryl did the same. They held each other tight, relief washing over them.

“I was so worried,” Aaron whispered in his ear. “I heard the wagon was destroyed, and you weren’t at the tower, and I started to think–"

“I was just as worried. You can ask Gabriel. Every time I talked to him on the radio, I asked if he’d heard from you. I wanted to come looking for you,” Daryl admitted.

Aaron didn’t want to let go, but he was excited for Daryl to reunite with Maggie. She stood off to the side where Daryl hadn’t seen her yet. Aaron released Daryl and stepped aside, gesturing with a tilt of his head in Maggie’s direction. He watched Daryl’s jaw drop at the sight of her.

Maggie smiled at the reunited couple. “I’m so glad to see you two are together again.”

“Maggie,” Daryl said just above a whisper, as he abandoned Aaron.

Maggie seemed to blush a bit as she watched Daryl come toward her. Daryl hugged her, and she held on to him too. She laughed after a moment. “Who is this and what have you done with Daryl Dixon? I remember there was a time you wouldn’t have dared to hug someone in front of so many people.”

Daryl stood back and looked her up and down. “Yeah, well, the times, they are a changin’,” he sang.

“I’m so glad you’re back, Daryl,” Gracie chimed in.

He smiled down at her and pulled her to him. “I’m glad to see you listened to Rosita while we were away,” he said with a wink, and caught Aaron watching him curiously from the corner of his eye.

Aaron picked up the secret message Daryl and Gracie shared, and filed it away for later. Someone caught his attention; someone he didn’t expect to see. Negan was standing off to the side, alone. When Daryl glanced at the man, they made eye contact and gave each other a nod. Yet another question popped up in Aaron’s head. “What happened with you two?”

“He stepped up today, and I swooped in to save his ass.”

“And what about Beta?” Aaron wondered.

Daryl squinted against a beam of sun that penetrated the canopy above, hitting him in his right eye. “Dead.” He moved from the spot and glanced around the crowd. “Has anyone seen Carol or Lydia?”

“As a matter of fact, no,” Aaron answered, as it dawned on him that they were still missing. “Wait. Why was Lydia with you? I thought she wasn’t allowed to go.”

“She wasn’t, but when has that ever stopped her?” Daryl answered. “She went with Carol after I told her not to. They led the horde to the cliff. I haven’t seen or heard from them since.”

“We should go look for them,” Aaron insisted.

As a wave of urgency washed over the two men, they heard raised voices coming from the crowd, getting louder as it traveled in their direction. Right on cue, Carol emerged from the gathering people, all smiling and congratulating her. And at her side was Lydia. They both looked dirty and worn, but they were back.

Jerry was with his wife and children as she walked by, and he reached out to her. “Is it done?”

“It’s done,” Carol answered, and those around them that heard gave a sigh of relief. “Thanks to Lydia,” she added.

“And to Carol too,” Lydia said bashfully.

Luke was there with Jules, his girlfriend, and smiled. “I can’t believe we pulled it off.”

Lydia and Carol approached Daryl, but it was Carol who looked stunned when she saw Maggie. The two women smiled and greeted each other. Daryl took the moment to talk to Lydia. She went to him, but her eyes stayed focused on the ground, as though she was waiting for her punishment.

“I thought I told you to stay with the others,” he started in on her.

“I knew I could help Carol drive the horde. And I owed it to her to make sure she was okay,” Lydia explained. She waited for him to chastise her, or hand down some form of sanctions from here on out, knowing she disobeyed him multiple times. “So, what’s it going to be? Are you going to put me on lock down? Maybe put me to work so that I won’t have a moment to myself ever again?”

“I’m giving you the choice to do what you want,” Daryl said.

Lydia was shocked by his response. “What?”

“You heard me. You don’t need a parent. You’re too old for that. You’ve proven that you can take care of yourself, and as far as I’m concerned, you’re a part of this community just as much as anyone else here. So, from here on out, it’s up to you what you do or where you go. Just don’t forget about us.” This last part he whispered.

“What if I wanted to stay in Alexandria?” she asked.

“That would be great,” Daryl said with hope.

“And move into my own place?” she questioned.

“The choice is yours, but you know our door is always open.”

“And if I still wanted to train?” she continued to inquire.

“I think that’s an excellent idea. Once we get settled and back to life as normal, you should rejoin that group you used to–"

“I want you and Aaron to train me,” she interrupted.

“That can be arranged,” he said, relieved.

At that point, Lydia went to Daryl and hugged him. He closed his eyes and surrounded her in his strong embrace. “Welcome home,” he whispered in her ear.

Carol appeared and smiled when she saw them, giving Daryl a wink. He released Lydia and excused himself. He still had one person to check in with, and made his way over to Carol. They walked away from the crowd so they could have a moment alone.

Daryl had watched Carol go through some difficult times lately. Ever since she came back from her time out at sea, she hadn’t been herself. There was always a dark cloud above her, weighing her down with guilt, self-pity and revenge. Alpha was the cause of her anguish, but now that she was gone, could Carol finally move on?

They walked side by side, shoulders touching as they swayed, and stopped when they were far enough away from curious ears.

“You good?” she asked him first.

“Yeah,” he answered. “It’s over now, right?” he wondered, needing to hear it from her.

“Yes.”

“Did you get what you wanted?” he inquired.

Her smiled faded as she looked past his shoulder, focusing on something that was out of both of their sight. “No, not really.” She sounded disappointed and sad. Daryl knew how she felt. There wasn’t anything anyone could do that would put an end to the pain of losing someone you loved and cared for. Alpha’s death and the destruction of her army couldn’t bring back Henry or any of the people they lost to the Whisperers.

But there was one thing that would never change, even after their arguments and bullish disagreements. “You still got me,” he told her.

That got her attention and she smiled up at him, a ray of sunshine darting through all the gloom. “Yeah?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he said, and they hugged. Daryl finally had his best friend back.

The special moment was interrupted when Maggie cried out from across the way. “You’re married?”

“What? Who?” said some of the people standing within earshot, reacting to Maggie’s vocal discovery.

“Uh oh,” Carol teased. “Looks like the cat is out of the bag.”

Daryl ran his hand through his hair in embarrassment. People started to gather around. Aaron moved next to him, and put an arm around Daryl’s waist. “It’s true. Father Gabriel married us just before everything got so hectic.”

Daryl leaned into Aaron and talked out of the side of his mouth. “I thought I told you not to make a big deal.”

“You love it and you know it,” Aaron whispered back, before he started taking questions from the gathering people. Then he addressed them. “Yeah, so now, when we get back home, we want to have a real ceremony and celebration and all of you are invited.”

Those around them cheered and came up to congratulate the happy couple. Daryl did his best to not look so out of place, but he was still a very private person, even after all these years. When Aaron noticed how stiff he was, he laughed. “You made a deal, remember?”

“I know, but I thought it was for the ceremony, not an announcement,” he lightly complained. It was all in good fun.

When everyone went about their business, Daryl finally relaxed, and Aaron had him all to himself. “Well, we’re still here.”

“Yes, we are,” Daryl said with contentment. “Let’s hope that’s the end of it for a long time.”

“We’re bound to reach the point where we don’t have anyone to fight with. By now, I would think most people just want to either get along or leave well enough alone,” Aaron said, taking Daryl’s hand as they stood by an oak tree at the edge of the forest. “Let’s hope Michonne doesn’t bring back any trouble with her.”

“Yeah, about that,” said Daryl, wishing he didn’t have to mention this already. “So, it turns out that she found more people on that island, and now she’s helping them to get back to their community. Michonne’s not coming back, not for a long while, anyway.”

“How do you know this?” Aaron asked.

“Judith said something to Gracie about it. I still have to talk to Judith and get all the details, but it seems she talked to her mother before she headed out on her mission.”

“Great,” Aaron complained. “Just when we get Maggie back, Michonne disappears. What happened to the good old days when we did everything as a group?”

“Those days started to disappear when we separated into the three communities. But now, with Hilltop destroyed, we’ll have a chance to regroup and strengthen those bonds. Things are about to get a little crowded in Alexandria,” Daryl pointed out. “Kind of reminds me of my days at the prison when we took in people from Woodbury. But this time, we’ll rebuild bigger and better.”

“I like that idea,” Aaron smiled, laying his head on Daryl’s shoulder. “Do you think Maggie is back for good?”

“I don’t know, but I hope she doesn’t disappear again. I don’t know who she’s with now, but I hope we can start working together.”

“Me too,” Aaron sighed. “Let’s go home.”

“Let’s start organizing the troops. We’ve got a long way to go. But first . . .” Daryl drew Aaron toward him and they kissed. “Mmm, I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now.”

Aaron smiled against Daryl’s lips. “I’ve been wanting you to do that for a while too. As well as other things.”

“Not until our wedding night,” Daryl jested.

“Aren’t we already married?” Aaron said with a cocked brow.

“If you want to skip all the pomp and circumstance, and go straight for the honeymoon, I’m totally okay with that.”

“No, you’re right. We should wait until we have a proper ceremony with all of our friends and family there as witnesses,” Aaron played along.

Daryl grabbed Aaron by the waist and pulled him against his body. “Then we better do this as soon as we get back because I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”

Aaron kissed him once more, then called out to anyone close enough to hear. “Let’s get a move on, people. Time to go home.”

Daryl couldn’t help but laugh.

“Uh, Daryl? Can I speak with you a moment?” Maggie asked. She had a look of concern and secrecy.

“Sure,” he said, and they moved away from the others to talk in private.

“I’ve got something I need to do, and I’d appreciate it if you’d help me out.”

“What is it?” Daryl asked.

“My people, I have to go back for them.”

“There’s more of you?”

Maggie nodded. “I know the way, but . . .” She paused and looked around. “It might be dangerous.”

“What’s going on, Maggie?” Daryl could tell she was worried, scared almost.

“We weren’t alone. We were being followed. I think I got my people somewhere safe, but I need to find them.”

“How many are there?”

“Eight including Hershel. I need to get them somewhere safe. Will you help me?” she asked.

“Of course,” he said. “I’ll get Carol to come with us.”

“Not Aaron?” Maggie wondered.

Daryl shook his head. “I need him to help get the others back to Alexandria safely. He’ll understand.” He looked up and saw Aaron and Carol talking, and waved them over. He and Maggie explained her situation. Carol agreed to go, and Aaron reluctantly said he would continue on with their people.

“How long will you be gone?” Aaron asked after he got Daryl alone.

“Maggie said it’s about two days there. Give us about a week at most, maybe less.” Daryl looked around to make sure nobody was listening to them. “She’s scared of something or someone. She hinted that they were being followed.”

“Be extra careful,” Aaron warned as he pulled Daryl in for a kiss. “We’ve got a wedding to put on.”

“We’re already married,” Daryl said playfully. “But I promise to be back in time.”

As they headed out, Kelly stopped Daryl and asked to come along with them. She wanted to look for her sister Connie along the way. He agreed, knowing she was a strong fighter. The six of them made their way following Maggie’s direction. Daryl hoped this wouldn’t take long, and that soon he’d be back in Alexandria with Aaron so they could start their married life and move on from their latest battle. It was time to settle down and get back to normal.
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