Karma's a bitch {Daryl Dixon}

83 || You're so Dead

"Lower your gun, prick. You with the Colt Python. All of you lower your weapons right now." The woman holding me says

"Come on out. Let's talk." Rick says into the walkie

"We're not coming out, but we will talk." She says

"We've got a Carol, Maggie and a -" She pauses

"Karma."

I watch from the tree line as Daryl starts to freak out. His head moves around, trying to find us.

"I'm thinking that's something you want to talk about." She finishes.

"Now we're going to work this out and it's going to go our way." She says.

We watch as they pick up the man and hold a gun to his head.

"You can see we have one of yours. We'll trade." Rick says

"I'm listening."

"First I want to talk to Maggie, Carol and Karma, make sure they're all right," Rick says

"I'm gonna our you on, you say you're fine. I'll know if you try anything else." She tells us

"Rick, it's Carol. I'm-I'm- Fine, but-" Carols starts

The woman pushes Carol away and pulls Maggie over to the walkie.

"Now you."

"Rick, it's Maggie. We're both ok. We'll figure thi-"

"Shut up."

"You have your proof. Let's talk."

"What about Karma," Daryl says over the walkie

"Speak." She tells me

I don't say anything. I just glare at her.

"Speak or I will hurt you." She says holding up a taser again.

"Rick, don't worry. They'll be dead soon enough." I say

The woman hits me over the head, hard and I start to growl at her.

"Ok, there."

"This is the deal right here. Let 'em go, you can have your guy back and live."

"Three for one, that's not much of a trade."

"You don't have another choice or you would've done something about it already," Rick says

"We have to get him back." The man says

"Primo can take care of himself."

"He can patch me up. I need him thanks to that bitch." He says to Carol.

I step forward defensively. I move in front of Carol protectively and growl lowly.

"You lost your balls, Paula. You should've shot her in the head so they could hear her die."

I kick his leg really hard. He hisses in pain and the other woman pushes me back.

"If you could just shut up, I'll solve this," Paula says

"Then make the deal and we go home." The man says

"She said shut up, so shut it. You should be glad she doesn't have a sack of gonads to trip over." The woman that pushed me says