TWD

Daryl had been looking for Rick and Rick had been looking for Daryl. Both for different reasons obviously. Daryl had been relieved they'd found the medicine to cure the outbreak in the prison. Rick had to tell Daryl about Carol. They found eachother at the top of the first floor staircase. The second he saw Rick's face, Daryl knew something was up. Rick had sent away Carol during their run. Permanently.

Daryl was livid within seconds the words came out of Rick's mouth. He paced back and forth trying to contain himself. He wanted to punch someone. In the face. With a brick. Rick took a step back, hoping it wasn't going to be him. "You couldn't have waited until we came back from the run?"

"Till Tyreese got back?"

"I could have handled Tyreese! Hell, SHE could have handled Tyreese!" Tyreese was the last of Daryl's problems. This was Carol they were talking about. And now she was out there on her own. He couldn't stomach the thought.

"Hey, hey! ... she killed two of our own! I had to do something! She couldn't be here!"

"What the hell were you thinking? She's one of us, dammit and you sent her out there on her own? You fucking idiot! Why didn't you talk to me first? You just threw her out?!" He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had Rick lost his fucking mind? Again? "How do you know she killed them, huh? Is there any evidence is was actually her?"

"She told me herself, she killed them, to protect the rest of the group. She couldn't be here; it was gonna put everyone at risk. Tyreese would never have accepted her here. You saw how he acttacked me. What do you think he'd do to her? I didn't just kick her out. She has a car, supplies, weapons. She'll be fine! She's strong! She'll find others and survive!" God dammit, he had actually thought it through without telling anyone!

"Son of a bitch!" Daryl punched the wall with his fist. He winced from the pain, but it felt good to focus on something else. He looked up at Rick. Looked him square in the face and yelled:"what direction did she go? I'm gonna look for her."

"And do what? Bring her back? You can't do that, Daryl. I've made the decision."

"Yeah, well, fuck you. It wasn't your decision to make, it was the Counsel's!" And that was that. He packed some clothes and food. His crossbow and arrows, took a car and took off. Rick knew better than to try and stop him. Nobody knew he left.