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Myrtle
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Jun 26, 2015 10:41AM
The woman looked past them for the two other guys that went with them. "We were overwhelmed, Wallace was bit." He lied which seemed to deflate the woman. "And the other guys?" Dean paused and looked "we had separated at the start, so they're still down there. You hear them?" He discretely touched Kenadee's back then looked at her "You should probably go eat before it gets cold. I'll join you soon."
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Kenadee looked up at him and nodded. "Okay.." She quietly slipped away, keeping her head down. She sighed quietly, glancing back at him. Kenadee took a seat a little ways away from everyone else.
The old woman passed her a plate of food, then returned to serve herself some food. "We did what we could." Dean whispered. " And Wallace,is he?" The woman inquired sadly, imagining a dead Wallace waltzing with the rest of him but smiled grimly when Dean answered with a sharp shaken of his head. "No, we made sure he died. As himself." Even though the lunatic didn't deserve the luxury, he thought. The male.proceeded to towards the fire and took a seat beside Kenadee.
"Thanks," Kenadee whispered, taking the food. She picked at the food, not really hungry. Kenadee kept her head down, thinking. She only looked up when Dean came over. She looked over at him, biting her lip.
Dean leaned in towards her and stared forward at the rest of the group. "You need to eat something, we might be relying on that energy later." He whispered. "Just, don't think about it to much." He exhaled lowering his chin into his palm with a quiet groan.
"Trying not to, but that's easier said then done." Kenadee whispered. She kept eating, glancing at the rest of the group occasionally. "You need to eat too, Dean.." She told him, biting her lip. Kenadee wondered if they were gonna stay or run from the group.
His brows remained furrowed. Unsure if Wllace's guys were in on this or if Wallace acted on impulse. He gave her a quick glance, considered declining because he wasn't hungry but figured it was for the best. Dean stood and wandered over to the table, put a few things on the paper plate and wandered back to sit beside her. "I'm glad you're alright." He whispered softly.
Kenadee nodded. "I'm glad you're alright too.." She whispered back, looking at him. "Do we have any plan for what to do next? Stay with the group or run.....?" She asked in a soft whisper, looking down again. Kenadee bit her lip nervously, picking at her food.
He took a bite from his plate and chewed, disinterested in the meal itself even though he was starving. "I'm not sure. I don't know how involved Wallace and the guys were." He said quietly but even the mention throbbed at his temples. "Keep your things together, just incase." He grumbled.
"Okay." Kenadee bit her lip and nodded. She ran a hand through her hair, thinking. She glanced over at him, eating a few more bites. Her hand absentmindedly traced her scar.
Dean nudged her slightly and tipped his head toward her. "Don't worry about it. I'll figure something out." He took another bite then stood and tapped her shoulder. "I'll see you in a bit." He whispered and tossed his plate away, walking away from the fire.
Kenadee nodded. She watched him leave silently. She looked down, sighing quietly. She fixed her hair to cover the scar, lost in thought.
Dean shoved his hands in his pockets and glanced in the burly twins direcion. Both were shoving their faces with food ontop of the barricade of rvs. He chewed the inside of his cheek and nodded their way when they glanced at him. He skipped out of sight an proceed to the vehicle they stocked with ammo. Guilt gave way to the reasoning that he did the runs with Mac for supplies so he earned at least what he could cram into the napsack he sngged.
After a little while, Kenadee left the fire, just wandering around For a little bit. She was still thinking, mainly about everything that had happened recently.
