Radioactive Chapter Fifteen
Jessica smiled to herself as she walked back to camp with Amy and Avery. They had all been out collecting mushrooms and the activity had gotten her mind off Merle for awhile. At least that's what she told herself but now as she watched Amy walk over to Lori to deliver the bucket of mushrooms she frowned as she turned away and made the trek to the tent.
Going inside she was semi relieved to find that Daryl was still off hunting. She wanted the time alone to sulk now. She couldn't in her right mind understand why Merle had went to the city but then again she figured that was how Merle had felt the day she had went with Glenn into the city.
Hearing the tent rustle Jessica looked up seeing her sister come inside. "I kind of wanted to be alone Avery," she said knowing that it was probably a moot point asking Avery for time alone. Avery liked to act like her mother sometimes and not give her what she wanted.
"I know you probably did but is being alone good Jess?" Avery asked as she sat down beside her sister. "Being alone gives you time to think too much."
Jessica looked down knowing Avery was right, "Have you ever thought too much?" she asked as she raised an eyebrow though she knew the question was a dumb one. Of course Avery probably thought too much, especially after everything she had been through.
Laughing bitterly Avery nodded, "I used too but then I just stopped thinking at times. Just made myself become numb to my own thoughts. It kept from being scared. It kept me from hating myself."
"How did it start?" Jessica asked as she raised an eyebrow. "I mean...you know?" she asked before shrugging.
"It started when I was ten. It was innocent enough at first but then things got worse. He slowly started doing more stuff," Avery paused as she closed her eyes as memories hit her. Memories that most of the time she wanted to forget. "I objected most of the time but I learned that didn't get me anywhere and it was better if I kept my mouth shut," she whispered harshly as she opened her eyes. "You were right when you said I was glad he was dead. I was and am glad," she spoke honestly feeling slightly guilty for how she felt. "But he just ruined my life. He's the reason I can't let men get too close or the reason I let Jeremy have what he wanted from me," she said remembering her short lived relationship with Joe's brother when she had been sixteen. It had been mostly sex and she had let him use her even when she didn't really want it.
"I had no right to judge you with Merle that first night," Avery frowned as she wiped away her tears. "I let Jeremy use me a handful of times all because I thought that's how it was supposed to be."
"And I had no right to throw things in your face that weren't true," Jessica frowned as well before pulling Avery to her. "I am sorry for what I said," she apologized again feeling bad for her words and actions. "And you are wrong you know. You can let me men close," she said as she pulled away. "I mean something had to change on your hunting day with Daryl. I've noticed how you time your visits now so he is here. You care about him."
Shaking her head at Jessica's words Avery chewed her lip. Her sister was wrong. She didn't care about Daryl. "I don't care...." she started but stopped herself mid sentence as she thought back to earlier when she had felt sorry for him. "about Daryl Dixon," she finished her sentence in a whisper now. She couldn't care about him but maybe she did.
"He wouldn't care if I did," Avery told Jessica as she shrugged. "He only cares about Merle. He doesn't let people in either."
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Zac who had moved from his spot on the floor of the department store listened as the walkie-talkie that Jacqui held in her hand crackled and Glenn's voice came through. He was telling them that he was back with a guest and there were four walkers in the alley.
"Wonderful," he muttered to himself as he eyed Morales and T-Dog who had somehow changed into riot gear while Glenn was done and were now holding bats. "Don't get yourselves killed," he said sarcastically before pacing back and forth. They couldn't afford to lose anyone on this trip and go back to camp a few men short..if they even went back to camp at all.
It wasn't long after he spoke that he watched Morales and T-Dog both leave to go towards the back doors. He just hoped and prayed that everyone made it back safe. He also hoped and prayed that no one noticed he was losing his shit over here.
Stopping his pacing when he watched Andrea walk to the back room where there doors where he followed behind her. It was right when he got in there that he saw Glenn come in followed by the guy he had obviously saved. The guy who had been shooting and brought the walkers right to their door..or well the door of the department store.
Andrea who had stayed silent at first made a face as she watched Glenn come in followed by some guy. The guy who she guessed had been doing the shooting. Before anyone could stop her she lunged towards him holding the gun she had been carrying on her.
"Son of a bitch. We ought to kill you," she muttered through clenched teeth as she held the gun in his face. The whole time she spoke she kept going back to Amy and how she might not make it back to her.
Zac who had watched the scene unfold walked closer to Andrea. "You don't want to shoot him Andrea," he spoke as he tried to keep his voice calm. The last thing they needed was a dead man on their hands.
"Zac's right," Morales spoke up. "You just need to chill out Andrea. Back off him."
Jacqui nodded, "Ease up," she spoke softly.
"Ease up?" Andrea asked feeling astounded that everyone was trying to stop her from shooting this man. "We're dead because of this stupid asshole," she voiced finally admitting what everyone else was thinking.
Morales sighed and walked up to Andrea until he was right beside her, "Andrea I said back the hell off," he spoke as he shook his head.
"Or pull the trigger," Zac spoke as he crossed his arms. It was after he spoke that he watched Andrea finally drop the gun and for that he was thankful though he wasn't so thankful when she had to mutter that they were all dead. He didn't want to be reminded of what he had already been thinking before hand.
When the man told Andrea that he didn't understand Zac made a face. "I can help you understand," he lashed out bitterly as he grabbed the man's arms leading him towards the front of the department store. "We came here to get supplies. You know what helps us get supplies in a city full of dead people walking?" he asked keeping his voice harsh. "Surviving. You know what helps us survive?" he asked another question as they continued to walk. "Sneaking in and out. Being quiet. Not shooting a fucking gun," he spat once they had reached the front of the store.
"Every geek from miles around heard you poppin off rounds," T-Dog added as he stood behind the man and Zac once they had all came to a stop and faced the front of the department store.
"You just rang our dinner bell," Andrea muttered sarcastically feeling like she still should have shot and killed this man. She wished she hadn't listened to her conscience.
Looking at the man Zac raised an eyebrow, "Do you understand now?" he asked before crossing his arms.
Hearing a banging on the first glass set of doors Zac felt his heart race as he saw one of the walkers had somehow picked up a huge rock and was hitting the the glass with it. Glass that was beginning to break. Swallowing hard he backed away from the doors some, his fear of not making it out alive growing by the second.
"The hell where you doing out there anyway?" Andrea asked the stranger once she too had backed away from the doors. It was his answer that surprised her. He had said he was trying to find a helicopter.
"Helicopter?" T-Dog asked as he made a face. "That's crap. There ain't no damn helicopter," he spoke knowing the guy had to be losing his mind.
"It was just a hallucination. You were imagining things it happens," Jacqui said calmly as she looked at the man though he still remained insistent that he had seen a helicopter.
Morales just sighed at the man and turned his attention to T-Dog. "Can you try the CB and try to contact the others?" he asked referring to the people at camp.
Zac rolled his eyes when the man asked about the others then mentioned the refugee center. He couldn't help but laugh at Jacqui's comment about them having biscuits in the oven waiting on them nor was he surprised when T-Dog answered Morales's question about the CB by saying he had no signal.
"The roof might work," he said as he looked at T-Dog. T-Dog seemed to agree because his eyes lit up at that. Though before he could say anything they all froze again when they heard gun shoots. Gun shoots that were coming from the roof.
"Fucking Merle," Zac grumbled to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. It was in this moment he even regretted telling Jessica he'd make sure Merle got back safe. Right now he wanted to kill Merle himself for making a bad situation even worse.
Turning he ran up the stairs following behind Morales and T-Dog. He just hoped one of them got there first because if he did he'd throw Merle off the damn roof. A thought that got even more closer to being true as he heard another gun shot on the way to the roof. It was when he heard a third that he decided it didn't matter when he got to the roof but he wanted Merle dead.
Zac made it out on the roof listening as Morales asked Merle if he was crazy.
"You ought to be more polite to a man with a gun," Merle laughed as he turned from where he stood on the buildings ledge to face his group. Jumping down onto the roof he he smirked, "Common sense."
Getting angry T-Dog who was closet to Merle went towards him, "You're wasting bullets we don't even got. And you're bringing more of them down here on our ass. Just chill," he screeched out trying to reason with the older man.
"It's bad enough I got this taco vender on my ass all day. Now I'm going to take orders from you?" Merle asked before walking closer to T-Dog. He never took orders from men like T-Dog. "I don't think so bro. That'll be the day."
Standing by watching the interaction between Merle and T-Dog, Zac shook his head. T-Dog had clearly taken offense to Merle's that will be the day comment and the moment Zac heard him ask if Merle had something he wanted to tell him Zac groaned inwardly. Now he was wishing he had went through with his thoughts on throwing Merle off the roof.
"T-Dog just leave it alone," Zac spoke up but rolled his eyes as T-Dog still kept his stance and shook his head. "It's not worth it," he finished his words as he looked at the two men. He could sense the tension from a mile away. Hearing Merle finish his comment about that will be the day Zac flinched when he said it would be the day he'd take orders from a Nigger. Those were obviously fighting words because he just stood there watching as T-Dog launched at the asshole who his sister seemed to care for.
It was in that moment that he questioned everything about his sister's taste in men now that the world had ended. How could Jessica love a man like this? A man who was so violate and cruel.
Watching the fight escalate Zac along with everyone else eventually tried to get it to stop though he wasn't sure what their yelling at Merle as he beat on T-Dog was accomplishing other than causing a scene. Though it was when Merle pulled a smaller gun on T-Dog that Zac froze. He wouldn't put it past Merle to kill the man or even to kill anyone of them on the roof.
Zac grimaced slightly as he watched Merle spit on T-Dog and rub it into the man's shirt. It was such a Merle thing that it almost didn't surprise Zac right in that moment.
"We're gonna have ourselves a little pow wow," Merle spoke as he stood from pining T-Dog to the ground. "Talk about whose in charge. I vote me. Anybody else?" he asked watching as the rest of the members of the group helped T-Dog the man he had just beaten. "Democracy time ya'll. Show of hands all in favor?"
Zac who had bent down to help T-Dog glared at Merle's words and felt his glare get worse when he looked up to see Morales raise his hand. Hearing Merle ask again all in favor Zac watched as Merle waved the gun around some and Glenn and Jacqui both raised their hands then. Looking up he watched Andrea finally concede and raise her hand. That was when he too decided to play along and raise his own hand.
Listen to Merle say he was the boss Zac almost wanted to object. Almost but he couldn't. It was when Merle asked though about anybody else and eventually turned around that Zac felt his eyes widen as he watched the man that Glenn helped object before hitting Merle in the face with the butt of the shotgun rifle. The same rifle Merle had dropped before his confrontation with T-Dog.
Merle groaned slightly as he fell back from the contact with the gun though before he could even move the guy had grabbed a hold of his hand and handcuffed it to the pipe. "Who the hell are you man?" he asked as he glared.
Rick Grimes looked at Merle before answering that question. There were a lot of ways he could answer that but he chose the easiest one. "Officer friendly," he offered as he stayed bent down to Merle's level. "Look here Merle things are different now. There are no niggers anymore. No dumb as shit inbred white trash fools either. Only dark meat and white meat. There's us and the dead. We survive this by pulling together, not apart."
Making a face at the man's words Merle looked right at him, "Screw you man."
At Merle's screw you Zac chuckled some when he heard the man tell Merle he had a habit of missing the point. Something that made Merle say screw you again. Biting his lip from chuckling even more as the man put the gun to Merle's head and used his lines about being more polite to a man with a gun Zac had to say this new dude seemed up his alley, especially if he kept putting Merle Dixon in his place.
Merle kept his eyes on the officer as he held the gun to his head. When the man mentioned him being polite to a guy with a gun. It being only common sense he knew the man was mocking him but he didn't think the man would actually shoot him. "You wouldn't. You're a cop."
"All I am anymore is a man looking for his wife and son," Rick told Merle as he locked eyes with him. "Anybody that get's in the way of that's gonna lose. I'll give you a moment to think about that," he nodded before patting and filling around in Merle's pockets. Finding a small vial he sighed before grabbing Merle's chin and inspecting his face. "You got some on your nose there," he said before flicking the man's nose and standing up."
Merle just laughed at that, "What are you going to do arrest me?" he asked sarcastically before watching the officer throw the vial off the roof. It was an action that made his blood boil.
Zac crossed his arms as he watched Merle object to the officer throwing the drugs off the roof of the building. "You're pathetic," he muttered as he watched the man walk away from Merle and over to one of the ledges. Following after him he stood beside him inspecting his uniform. He had been in Atlanta enough over the years to know that wasn't the normal attire Atlanta P.D. wore.
"You're not Atlanta P.D," he said as he eyed the man still. "Where are you from?"
Turning to look at the man beside him Rick put his hands on his hips briefly, "Up the road a ways."
Zac snickered before looking out at the street below them, "Well officer friendly from up the road a ways Welcome to the big city."
Jessica smiled to herself as she walked back to camp with Amy and Avery. They had all been out collecting mushrooms and the activity had gotten her mind off Merle for awhile. At least that's what she told herself but now as she watched Amy walk over to Lori to deliver the bucket of mushrooms she frowned as she turned away and made the trek to the tent.
Going inside she was semi relieved to find that Daryl was still off hunting. She wanted the time alone to sulk now. She couldn't in her right mind understand why Merle had went to the city but then again she figured that was how Merle had felt the day she had went with Glenn into the city.
Hearing the tent rustle Jessica looked up seeing her sister come inside. "I kind of wanted to be alone Avery," she said knowing that it was probably a moot point asking Avery for time alone. Avery liked to act like her mother sometimes and not give her what she wanted.
"I know you probably did but is being alone good Jess?" Avery asked as she sat down beside her sister. "Being alone gives you time to think too much."
Jessica looked down knowing Avery was right, "Have you ever thought too much?" she asked as she raised an eyebrow though she knew the question was a dumb one. Of course Avery probably thought too much, especially after everything she had been through.
Laughing bitterly Avery nodded, "I used too but then I just stopped thinking at times. Just made myself become numb to my own thoughts. It kept from being scared. It kept me from hating myself."
"How did it start?" Jessica asked as she raised an eyebrow. "I mean...you know?" she asked before shrugging.
"It started when I was ten. It was innocent enough at first but then things got worse. He slowly started doing more stuff," Avery paused as she closed her eyes as memories hit her. Memories that most of the time she wanted to forget. "I objected most of the time but I learned that didn't get me anywhere and it was better if I kept my mouth shut," she whispered harshly as she opened her eyes. "You were right when you said I was glad he was dead. I was and am glad," she spoke honestly feeling slightly guilty for how she felt. "But he just ruined my life. He's the reason I can't let men get too close or the reason I let Jeremy have what he wanted from me," she said remembering her short lived relationship with Joe's brother when she had been sixteen. It had been mostly sex and she had let him use her even when she didn't really want it.
"I had no right to judge you with Merle that first night," Avery frowned as she wiped away her tears. "I let Jeremy use me a handful of times all because I thought that's how it was supposed to be."
"And I had no right to throw things in your face that weren't true," Jessica frowned as well before pulling Avery to her. "I am sorry for what I said," she apologized again feeling bad for her words and actions. "And you are wrong you know. You can let me men close," she said as she pulled away. "I mean something had to change on your hunting day with Daryl. I've noticed how you time your visits now so he is here. You care about him."
Shaking her head at Jessica's words Avery chewed her lip. Her sister was wrong. She didn't care about Daryl. "I don't care...." she started but stopped herself mid sentence as she thought back to earlier when she had felt sorry for him. "about Daryl Dixon," she finished her sentence in a whisper now. She couldn't care about him but maybe she did.
"He wouldn't care if I did," Avery told Jessica as she shrugged. "He only cares about Merle. He doesn't let people in either."
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Zac who had moved from his spot on the floor of the department store listened as the walkie-talkie that Jacqui held in her hand crackled and Glenn's voice came through. He was telling them that he was back with a guest and there were four walkers in the alley.
"Wonderful," he muttered to himself as he eyed Morales and T-Dog who had somehow changed into riot gear while Glenn was done and were now holding bats. "Don't get yourselves killed," he said sarcastically before pacing back and forth. They couldn't afford to lose anyone on this trip and go back to camp a few men short..if they even went back to camp at all.
It wasn't long after he spoke that he watched Morales and T-Dog both leave to go towards the back doors. He just hoped and prayed that everyone made it back safe. He also hoped and prayed that no one noticed he was losing his shit over here.
Stopping his pacing when he watched Andrea walk to the back room where there doors where he followed behind her. It was right when he got in there that he saw Glenn come in followed by the guy he had obviously saved. The guy who had been shooting and brought the walkers right to their door..or well the door of the department store.
Andrea who had stayed silent at first made a face as she watched Glenn come in followed by some guy. The guy who she guessed had been doing the shooting. Before anyone could stop her she lunged towards him holding the gun she had been carrying on her.
"Son of a bitch. We ought to kill you," she muttered through clenched teeth as she held the gun in his face. The whole time she spoke she kept going back to Amy and how she might not make it back to her.
Zac who had watched the scene unfold walked closer to Andrea. "You don't want to shoot him Andrea," he spoke as he tried to keep his voice calm. The last thing they needed was a dead man on their hands.
"Zac's right," Morales spoke up. "You just need to chill out Andrea. Back off him."
Jacqui nodded, "Ease up," she spoke softly.
"Ease up?" Andrea asked feeling astounded that everyone was trying to stop her from shooting this man. "We're dead because of this stupid asshole," she voiced finally admitting what everyone else was thinking.
Morales sighed and walked up to Andrea until he was right beside her, "Andrea I said back the hell off," he spoke as he shook his head.
"Or pull the trigger," Zac spoke as he crossed his arms. It was after he spoke that he watched Andrea finally drop the gun and for that he was thankful though he wasn't so thankful when she had to mutter that they were all dead. He didn't want to be reminded of what he had already been thinking before hand.
When the man told Andrea that he didn't understand Zac made a face. "I can help you understand," he lashed out bitterly as he grabbed the man's arms leading him towards the front of the department store. "We came here to get supplies. You know what helps us get supplies in a city full of dead people walking?" he asked keeping his voice harsh. "Surviving. You know what helps us survive?" he asked another question as they continued to walk. "Sneaking in and out. Being quiet. Not shooting a fucking gun," he spat once they had reached the front of the store.
"Every geek from miles around heard you poppin off rounds," T-Dog added as he stood behind the man and Zac once they had all came to a stop and faced the front of the department store.
"You just rang our dinner bell," Andrea muttered sarcastically feeling like she still should have shot and killed this man. She wished she hadn't listened to her conscience.
Looking at the man Zac raised an eyebrow, "Do you understand now?" he asked before crossing his arms.
Hearing a banging on the first glass set of doors Zac felt his heart race as he saw one of the walkers had somehow picked up a huge rock and was hitting the the glass with it. Glass that was beginning to break. Swallowing hard he backed away from the doors some, his fear of not making it out alive growing by the second.
"The hell where you doing out there anyway?" Andrea asked the stranger once she too had backed away from the doors. It was his answer that surprised her. He had said he was trying to find a helicopter.
"Helicopter?" T-Dog asked as he made a face. "That's crap. There ain't no damn helicopter," he spoke knowing the guy had to be losing his mind.
"It was just a hallucination. You were imagining things it happens," Jacqui said calmly as she looked at the man though he still remained insistent that he had seen a helicopter.
Morales just sighed at the man and turned his attention to T-Dog. "Can you try the CB and try to contact the others?" he asked referring to the people at camp.
Zac rolled his eyes when the man asked about the others then mentioned the refugee center. He couldn't help but laugh at Jacqui's comment about them having biscuits in the oven waiting on them nor was he surprised when T-Dog answered Morales's question about the CB by saying he had no signal.
"The roof might work," he said as he looked at T-Dog. T-Dog seemed to agree because his eyes lit up at that. Though before he could say anything they all froze again when they heard gun shoots. Gun shoots that were coming from the roof.
"Fucking Merle," Zac grumbled to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. It was in this moment he even regretted telling Jessica he'd make sure Merle got back safe. Right now he wanted to kill Merle himself for making a bad situation even worse.
Turning he ran up the stairs following behind Morales and T-Dog. He just hoped one of them got there first because if he did he'd throw Merle off the damn roof. A thought that got even more closer to being true as he heard another gun shot on the way to the roof. It was when he heard a third that he decided it didn't matter when he got to the roof but he wanted Merle dead.
Zac made it out on the roof listening as Morales asked Merle if he was crazy.
"You ought to be more polite to a man with a gun," Merle laughed as he turned from where he stood on the buildings ledge to face his group. Jumping down onto the roof he he smirked, "Common sense."
Getting angry T-Dog who was closet to Merle went towards him, "You're wasting bullets we don't even got. And you're bringing more of them down here on our ass. Just chill," he screeched out trying to reason with the older man.
"It's bad enough I got this taco vender on my ass all day. Now I'm going to take orders from you?" Merle asked before walking closer to T-Dog. He never took orders from men like T-Dog. "I don't think so bro. That'll be the day."
Standing by watching the interaction between Merle and T-Dog, Zac shook his head. T-Dog had clearly taken offense to Merle's that will be the day comment and the moment Zac heard him ask if Merle had something he wanted to tell him Zac groaned inwardly. Now he was wishing he had went through with his thoughts on throwing Merle off the roof.
"T-Dog just leave it alone," Zac spoke up but rolled his eyes as T-Dog still kept his stance and shook his head. "It's not worth it," he finished his words as he looked at the two men. He could sense the tension from a mile away. Hearing Merle finish his comment about that will be the day Zac flinched when he said it would be the day he'd take orders from a Nigger. Those were obviously fighting words because he just stood there watching as T-Dog launched at the asshole who his sister seemed to care for.
It was in that moment that he questioned everything about his sister's taste in men now that the world had ended. How could Jessica love a man like this? A man who was so violate and cruel.
Watching the fight escalate Zac along with everyone else eventually tried to get it to stop though he wasn't sure what their yelling at Merle as he beat on T-Dog was accomplishing other than causing a scene. Though it was when Merle pulled a smaller gun on T-Dog that Zac froze. He wouldn't put it past Merle to kill the man or even to kill anyone of them on the roof.
Zac grimaced slightly as he watched Merle spit on T-Dog and rub it into the man's shirt. It was such a Merle thing that it almost didn't surprise Zac right in that moment.
"We're gonna have ourselves a little pow wow," Merle spoke as he stood from pining T-Dog to the ground. "Talk about whose in charge. I vote me. Anybody else?" he asked watching as the rest of the members of the group helped T-Dog the man he had just beaten. "Democracy time ya'll. Show of hands all in favor?"
Zac who had bent down to help T-Dog glared at Merle's words and felt his glare get worse when he looked up to see Morales raise his hand. Hearing Merle ask again all in favor Zac watched as Merle waved the gun around some and Glenn and Jacqui both raised their hands then. Looking up he watched Andrea finally concede and raise her hand. That was when he too decided to play along and raise his own hand.
Listen to Merle say he was the boss Zac almost wanted to object. Almost but he couldn't. It was when Merle asked though about anybody else and eventually turned around that Zac felt his eyes widen as he watched the man that Glenn helped object before hitting Merle in the face with the butt of the shotgun rifle. The same rifle Merle had dropped before his confrontation with T-Dog.
Merle groaned slightly as he fell back from the contact with the gun though before he could even move the guy had grabbed a hold of his hand and handcuffed it to the pipe. "Who the hell are you man?" he asked as he glared.
Rick Grimes looked at Merle before answering that question. There were a lot of ways he could answer that but he chose the easiest one. "Officer friendly," he offered as he stayed bent down to Merle's level. "Look here Merle things are different now. There are no niggers anymore. No dumb as shit inbred white trash fools either. Only dark meat and white meat. There's us and the dead. We survive this by pulling together, not apart."
Making a face at the man's words Merle looked right at him, "Screw you man."
At Merle's screw you Zac chuckled some when he heard the man tell Merle he had a habit of missing the point. Something that made Merle say screw you again. Biting his lip from chuckling even more as the man put the gun to Merle's head and used his lines about being more polite to a man with a gun Zac had to say this new dude seemed up his alley, especially if he kept putting Merle Dixon in his place.
Merle kept his eyes on the officer as he held the gun to his head. When the man mentioned him being polite to a guy with a gun. It being only common sense he knew the man was mocking him but he didn't think the man would actually shoot him. "You wouldn't. You're a cop."
"All I am anymore is a man looking for his wife and son," Rick told Merle as he locked eyes with him. "Anybody that get's in the way of that's gonna lose. I'll give you a moment to think about that," he nodded before patting and filling around in Merle's pockets. Finding a small vial he sighed before grabbing Merle's chin and inspecting his face. "You got some on your nose there," he said before flicking the man's nose and standing up."
Merle just laughed at that, "What are you going to do arrest me?" he asked sarcastically before watching the officer throw the vial off the roof. It was an action that made his blood boil.
Zac crossed his arms as he watched Merle object to the officer throwing the drugs off the roof of the building. "You're pathetic," he muttered as he watched the man walk away from Merle and over to one of the ledges. Following after him he stood beside him inspecting his uniform. He had been in Atlanta enough over the years to know that wasn't the normal attire Atlanta P.D. wore.
"You're not Atlanta P.D," he said as he eyed the man still. "Where are you from?"
Turning to look at the man beside him Rick put his hands on his hips briefly, "Up the road a ways."
Zac snickered before looking out at the street below them, "Well officer friendly from up the road a ways Welcome to the big city."