no matter how hard they tried to run,
their demons followed them.
even into the end of the world.
no matter how far they run,
no matter how hard they tried to hide,
they found them.
[season 1-]
d.d x oc
r.g x oc
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MARCIE STOOD NEXT TO GLENN BEHIND THE BAR AS RICK POURED SOME DRINKS FOR THE TWO MEN,
"I'm Dave." The smaller, more handsome stranger introduced as he sat at one of the dusty tables, "That scrawny-looking douche bag there is Tony."
"Eat me, Dave." Tony, the large, greasy looking man, snapped from the barstool next to Hershel,
"Hey, maybe someday I will." Dave joked, "We met on I-95 coming out of Philly. Damn shit-show that was."
"I'm Glenn." The Korean smiled, all innocent, "It's nice to meet some new people."
"Rick Grimes." The sheriff stated,
"What's your name, sweetheart?" Dave asked her,
Marcie bit her lip and glanced over at Rick, who nodded reassuringly, "Marcie."
"Marcie." Dave smirked, "What a pretty name." He moved onto Hershel, "How about you, pal? Have one?"
"I just quit."
"You've got a unique sense of timing, my friend." Dave replied,
"His name's Hershel. He lost people today, a lot of them." Rick defended the older man,
"I'm truly sorry to hear that." Dave raised his glass, "To better days and new friends. And to our dead... may they be in a better place."
Marcie swallowed down another shot and winced. It had been a while since she's had a drink. The last time was with Daryl in the CDC,
Rick spotted the gun in Dave's waistband and he caught his eye, "Not bad, huh?" He took the piece out, "I got it off a cop."
"I'm a cop." Rick replied,
"This one was already dead." Dave smiled,
Rick cleared his throat, "You fellas are a long way from Philadelphia." He commented,
"It feels like we're a long way from anywhere."
"Well, what drove you South?" Rick asked as he took a sip of his drink,
"Well, I can tell you it wasn't the weather. I must've dropped 30 lbs in sweat alone down here." Dave replied,
"I wish." Tony joked,
"No, first it was D.C. I heard there might be some kind of refugee camp, but the roads were so jammed, we never even got close. We decided to get off the highways, into the sticks, keep hauling ass. Every group we came across had a new rumor about a way out of this thing." Dave informed them,
