Trust Me | Daryl Dixon

Part 10

I knocked on Olivia's door causing it to open just moments later, Olivia standing on the other side of it.

"Oh hey, Liz," she smiled, obviously a bit confused, "What can I do for you?"

"I'm going on a run so I was just hoping.." I trailed off.

She chuckled, "Your gun; of course. Come in!"

I followed her to where all the weapons were stored and watched as she pulled out my gun and a small box of bullets.
I released the clip, seeing that it was full before grabbing a few more bullets out of the box and putting them in my pocket.

"Is there a extra knife around here I could borrow or something?" I asked, placing my gun in the waistband of my pants.

"Yeah um, did you happen to have one when you came in?" She asked, walking over to a small wooden crate.

I shook my head, "No, I left it behind before Rick even found me."

"Ok, then come take your pick."

I took her up on her offer, walking to where she now stood to see an entire chest filled with all kinds of close range weapons, open in front of me. After a bit of thinking, I finally decided on a knife with a medium sized blade and a handle that fit nicely in my hand.

"Do you have a-"

"Holster?" She smiled, already holding one out to me.

"Yeah," I chuckled, taking it from her and clipping it to my side, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," she said, closing the crate of knifes, "Deanna's fine with everyone having knifes, so you can keep that one with you-- you don't have to turn it in."

I nodded, "Do we need anything? Like, is there anything specific I should look for?"

"I'm not sure actually.." she hummed, "Let's go have a look."

I then followed her back into the garage where the supply clipboard was, "Actually.. I think we have all the necessities, but anything extra you can pick up will go a long way, and of course medical supplies is a must."

"Ok, so basically just medical supplies and whatever else there is." I said listing things off.

"Yep, pretty much- oh and a pasta maker, if you can find one."

"A pasta maker? Carol told me you had a ton of noodles." I asked, confused.

"We do, it's just- it's a really long story," she laughed, "Just, if you see one, you know.."

I chuckled at the odd request, "I'll try my best."

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I stood in front of the gate, but embarrassingly enough, I didn't know how to get it open.
I looked around aimlessly before seeing Eugene up in a watch tower, "Eugene! Can you help me?"

I watched as he quickly came down the ladder and over to me, "What can I assist you with?"

"The gate," I laughed as I pointed to it, "I don't really know how to open it."

He gave me a confused look, "May I ask where you're going?"

"Just on a run." I shrugged, "I'd rather go alone then with some hothead."

"I'm sorry, I cannot let you do that, Liz." Eugene said as he began quickly looking around.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him, "Why not? What- what are you doing?" I asked as he began walking away from me towards a face I was kinda hoping not to see this morning; Rick.

"Rick, I don't believe you should let Liz leave alone-"

"I'm not." He said bluntly, walking closer to me, "Liz, I told you I didn't want you going on a run alone-"

"I work better alone," I repeated myself, "Just figured if I could get out of here early enough, you wouldn't be able to stop me."

Rick let out a harsh sigh, running his hand over his face, "We don't do that here-- we don't just leave without telling anyone."

"Well, Eugene knew," I shrugged, "And so did Olivia."

"That's not the same thing, Liz." Rick shook his head, "I told you last night that we'd figure something out, together."

"I don't want to be a burden to people here, Rick, and I sure as hell don't want to feel like I'm getting babysat by someone who doesn't want anything to do with me." I explained.

He sighed, "You're going on a run with Rosita and Daryl today."

"Two people who hate me," I scoffed, "Well, I guess I'm used to that."

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