When Angels Fall: D.D

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"Oh, bite me, all of you" she said, "do you know how hard it is to hunt with a small one?" pulling out the knife Daryl had given her from my boot "at least now, I could really do some damage"

"Remind me to never get on your Shit-List" Glenn said with a teasing smirk

They headed inside the empty cell block, looking around for walkers, an arrow notched into place in Riley's bow, ready to be fired when needed. Making sure the block was empty of walkers, especially on the upper level, Riley looked around in the cells, letting out a low sigh as she walked out of the last one, leaning forward against the railing, watching as everyone else slowly trickled inside,

"Home sweet home" Glenn said sarcastically, looking around the cell block

"For the time being" Rick replied,

"It's secure?" Lori asked as she slowly trailed behind

"This cell block is" Riley answered, Daryl walking up the stairs

"What about the rest of the prison?" Hershel asked

"In the morning we'll find the cafeteria and the infirmary" Rick informed

"We'll sleep in the cells?" Beth asked

"I found the keys on some guards" he replied, tossing a set of keys up to Riley, causing her to catch them "Daryl and Riley have a set too"

"I ain't sleeping in no cage" Daryl said, dragging a cot to the top of the stairs "I'll take the perch"

Everyone else began to settle in, Riley hooked the keys to her belt loop and looked at her new knife, wrapping the longer strap around her waist, the smaller one around her lower thigh, moving my right leg around to get a good feel of it. She walked over to a cell, pulling down the other cot from the top bunk and dragging it where Daryl's was, laying down with a sigh. Daryl's hand found mine, lacing her fingers with his, both hands being hidden in between them, however, he sat up abruptly, turning toward her and pulling her into a sitting position as well. His touch was soft, even with his slightly calloused hands as he lifted her arms a bit, checking if she had any wounds.

"I'm okay" Riley said softly, gaining his attention

"Just making sure" he replied lowly, a small smile forming on her lips

"Maybe when we're settled in a bit more, we can go on a hunt" she offered, looking at him

A smirk formed on his lips, giving her a small nod before laying down once more, she began to clean her arrows, a small sigh emitting from her nose as she got an old handkerchief from her bag, cleaning off the dried blood from the arrows. Maybe they could actually build a life here, but not all good things are just that, there will always be someone or something out there that wants whatever they may have. However, Riley knew for a fact that everyone in the room will fight for what they've worked hard for. She smirked a bit at the small confrontation Hershel was having with Carl, who has grown up fast in the last eight months. Him and Riley had been spending more time together than what him and his own mother do, which is something she needed to talk to him about.

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T, Hershel, Rick, Daryl and Riley were gathered around a table, with a couple impressive things scattered all over,

"Impressive" Daryl said,

"Flashbangs, CS Triple Chasers" Riley noted "not really sure how they'd work on walkers"

She picked up a helmet, seeing walker skin on it, Daryl looking as well and tipping it over, causing goo to slowly droop out,

"Ain't wearing this shit" he muttered