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Helaena led the children into Aemond's room

This means Helaena always comes with the children to Aemond's room. B&C knew about it

They took the eye & the son

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The Haven

@ftwd-the-real-deal

#i did a thing #i know troy probably shouldnt be last...but i also tried to arrange them with what their houses might be lol #haven edits #venus edits #ftwd edit #dwight campbell #sherry campbell #laurel otto #troy otto #ftwd #fan edit

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Okay newcomers come to the Sanctuary, probably brought in by Dwight and reluctantly accepted by Troy.

The newcomers, only being there for an hour come to the entirely feasible conclusions that:

1: Laurel and Sherry are the only two with common sense.

2: Troy, Dwight, Russell and Frank are all in a very weird relationship but basically all married to one another and share a kid named Klaus who doesn't deserve to be stuck in the middle of the Apocalypse.

Newcomer: You and your husbands are very cute Russell and Frank glancing at one another confused because when the fuck did they get married? Dwight choosing violence and wrapping his arm around Troy with a charming smile: Thank you. Troy: Campbell get off of me before you lose the goddamn arm. Dwight: Ignore him, he's cranky in the mornings.

@otto-troy

#idk what this is but yes #ftwd #ftwd funny #troy otto #laurel hall #sherry campbell #dwight campbell #frank gottfried #klaus gottfried #russell #ftwd incorrect quotes

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HEY HEY

Go check this amazingness out!!!

Fear The Walking Dead: The Real Deal - Introduction

Note: This is a fan-based alternative universe or alternative ending to Fear The Walking Dead, nothing here truly happened but it definitely should've happened, also Serena is Laurel, and she's alive in this universe and yes, lots of things are different in here.

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Basic Information

Location: The Sanctuary (now called Haven)

Canon Characters Involved: Troy Otto, Tracy Otto, Russel, Dwight Campbell, Sherry Campbell, Frank Gottfried, Klaus Gottfried, Jake Otto (honorable mention), Nick Clark (honorable mention)

Original Characters Involved: Laurel Hall, Mia Gottfried, Jeremy Winstons (henchman), Tyler (honorable mention)

Universe Villains: Madison Clark, Victor Strand, Negan Smith (honorable mention), Trent, Jeremiah Otto (honorable mention)

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Story

Betrayed, that's how Troy ended up dying in front of his loved ones, his wife, his child, they all had to watch him being stabbed by the witch of the apocalypse, he fell to the ground, whimpering from the pain, the last thing he heard was Laurel's scream, the last thing he's seen was how no one gave two craps about what Madison did, again.

Laurel had taken Tracy and hidden behind the trees, away from everyone's prying eyes, worried for her safety, she waited until everyone was off on their own way and she ran towards her dying husband, the two of them dragged the barely alive Troy into a vehicle and drove away, stopping at an abandoned building in Virginia, only stopping every now and then to make sure Troy was still alive.

Once they reached the building, she started to use all of her medical training to save her husband, Tracy helped of course, Troy had taught all the children basic first-aid skills, she was mommy's little nurse, and the two of them managed to keep him alive, although severely wounded and feeling anguished.

After that is out of the way, Lyn signals for Troy's men to join them at the given location and they do, making it one of the most secure locations there is.

One day, while Lyn was attending to Troy's wound, she was signaled to go to the main gate, she did so, and when she did, she found the party of Dwight and Sherry, as well as the people from PADRE, although she was tempted to shoot them at the spot, but they negotiated their way with medicine, food and expertise, things that they lacked currently at The Sanctuary.

A friendship forms almost immediately between Dwight, Sherry and Tracy, which made it easier for Lyn to like them, however, Troy didn't share the same sentiments with his wife and daughter, he tried to get rid of the PADRE people multiple times, only for them to prove their worth, especially once he saw that they didn't kill Russel like they had him believe.

Eventually, MADRE and Troy's band of rascals live together in peace under his leadership, as he had proven himself the leader that no one wants but everyone needed, he ran the place like a tight ship and ensured everyone's survival, while Dwight began to admire the man and eventually a friendship formed between the two even though Troy would never admit it, and Dwight became one of his trustees.

When Dwight was on a run for supplies, he saw a car in the middle of the night with two males in it, when he went to investigate further, he learned that they were Frank and Klaus, Strand was nowhere to be found, he helped them back to the Sanctuary then learned that Strand had shown them his true color and therefore, the duo escaped as far as possible and their car broke down, Troy reluctantly accepted them as refugees as long as they pull their weight around.

Ever since then, the group resided in The Sanctuary, living a mundane life, whatever that meant in an apocalypse, and fought against different, unimaginable challenges to protect their home and peace.

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Tags

ask the haven - haven mundane - haven story - haven edits - haven memes - haven art - haven hcs - haven characters introduction

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Started on: 25/4/2024

Last update: 27/4/2024

Creators: @muselesswriter & @all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone

#fear the walking dead #ftwd #ftwd rp #troy otto #laurel hall #tracy otto #dwight ftwd #sherry ftwd #Klaus ftwd #frank ftwd #ftwd Dwight #ftwd russel #ftwd roleplay #russel ftwd #ftwd klaus #ftwd sherry #ftwd frank #victor strand #Madison clark #negan smith #Nick Clark #the sanctuary #ftwd haven #ftwd the real deal

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okay but like I know I'm biased because i really don't like Madison and I like Troy, but...

idk if the person who used my trauma to manipulate me, and then tried to kill me, was responsible (even indirectly) for the death of my spouse and then kidnapped and traumatized my 8 year old child...

I would also go the fuck off

so like do i blame Troy? No not really

#troy otto #ftwd #madison clark #ftwd thoughts

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me at my brain when i can't focus on homework

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Guess who's in a new film? Daniel Sharman

I haven't seen a lot of people talking about this, so *here*

It premieres this year in June at a film festival

#the fix #daniel sharman #troy otto #isaac lahey

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Serena: Did you kill someone? Troy: Sery, do we really have to do this? You ask if I killed someone, I say "no", and we both know that's not true. I mean aren't we past this point in our relationship? Serena: No, we are not. Troy shrugging: Then I didn't kill someone.

@butibite

#idk this fit them lol #incorrrect quotes #ftwd incorrect quotes #troy otto #serena otto #laurel hall #ftwd funny

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Um so Happy Pazzi Conspiracy day!!!!

546 years ago, the Pazzi attacked Lorenzo and Giuliano de Medici in the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore. On the Sabbath, in the middle of mass.

Giuliano was killed, being stabbed 19 times by Francesco Pazzi, and died that day.

Lorenzo survived and then hunted down the conspirators and hung Francesco Pazzi, Jacopo Pazzi and the Archbishop Francesco Salviati from the Palazzo Vecchio.

The Pazzi conspiracy by Stefano Ussi

#pazzi conspiracy #pazzi #medici #family #florence #renaissance #assassination #cathedral of santa maria del fiore #pazzi plot #giuliano de medici

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« The murderers being ready, each in his appointed station, which they could retain without suspicion, on account of the vast numbers assembled in the church, the preconcerted moment arrived, and Bernardo Bandini, with a short dagger provided for the purpose, struck Giuliano in the breast, who, after a few steps, fell to the earth. Francesco de' Pazzi threw himself upon the body and covered him with wounds; while, as if blinded by rage, he inflicted a deep incision upon his own leg. Antonio and Stefano, the priest, attacked Lorenzo, and after dealing many blows, effected only a slight incision in the throat; for either their want of resolution, the activity of Lorenzo, who, finding himself attacked, used his arms in his own defense, or the assistance of those by whom he was surrounded, rendered all attempts futile. They fled and concealed themselves, but being subsequently discovered, were put to death in the most ignominious manner, and their bodies dragged about the city. Lorenzo, with the friends he had about him, took refuge in the sacristy of the church. Bernardo Bandini, after Giuliano's death, also slew Francesco Nori, a most intimate friend of the Medici, either from some previous hatred « or for having endeavored to render assistance to Giuliano; and not content with these murders, he ran in pursuit of Lorenzo, intending, by his own promptitude, to make up for the weakness and inefficiency of the others; but finding he had taken refuge in the vestry, he was prevented. »

-History of Florence and of the Affairs of Italy

Niccolò Machiavelli

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questions about your character.

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? ♠ - What are they afraid of? ♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of? ♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general) ★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why? ☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep? ☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy. ☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react? ♪ - Are they musically inclined? ♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy? ✓ - How do they react to praise? ✕ - How do they handle rejection? ☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats? ❄ -  Favorite season and why? ☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to? ❤ - Do they have a love interest? ✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand? ♔ - Do they value loyalty? ♕ - Do they trust easily?

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#ftwd #twd #negan smith #troy otto

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UM this fucking guy

#We don't support Jeremiah Otto in this house #ftwd #jeremiah otto #troy otto #the ottos

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⏰ - for our boi Troy ~

Thank you for the ask!! 🤍🎉 (sorry it took me so long to answer lol)

Okay so this was really fun and interesting to think about but like...I don't write him a lot, but he's usually in my head to some extent especially when attached to Lyn/Sery.

I think specifically post season 3 Troy thinks his past self pretty stupid for giving so much for the Ranch. He thinks his past self, specifically his past self tied to Broke Jaw, was probably weak in a sense that he shouldn't have tried to hard and cared so much about people who really didn't give a damn about him.

So Troy then changes that, and he still cares about people, but only people who deserve it. He spilled blood for Broke Jaw and they turned their backs on him, even the Militia.

So, yeah lol hope that makes sense

#answered;ask #troy otto #ftwd

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Dwight: Sherry you're a hard one to figure out Sherry: ... Dwight: You don't trust bad boys and yet you married one Dwight currently sitting at a princess tea party and letting Tracy paint his nails. Sherry: Sure, whatever you say honey

@themuselesswriter

#sherry campbell #dwight campbell #sherry ftwd #dwight ftwd #ftwd #ftwd funny #fear the walking dead incorrect quotes #ftwd incorrect quotes

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#troy otto #laurel otto #madison clark #ftwd #troy fucking otto #serena otto #ftwd season 8b #madison needs to go to prison okay

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Ghost of You

@otto-troy idk Tyler origin story?? Let me know what you think. Also I wrote this at like 2am so please excuse any misspellings or mistakes lol this also ran away from me lol, sorry it’s long

Laurel was stood at the car with a few others looking over the map of the area listening to the talking that went on between Morgan and the leader of the small group they been traveling with for a few days, almost a week now. Joshua was his name. Lyn and Morgan had come across his group while they traveled and well Morgan thought it would be a good idea for Laurel to socialize for awhile, considering...well considering everything that had happened. Lyn thought it was a shit idea. She was better, but she was still constantly on edge and she hated being around people considering the one person she wanted to be around wasn't there anymore. But they had offered a tent to her and one for Morgan as well, so it was nice to sleep someplace nice. Joshua had a moving caravan that his people traveled with and they would settled in a place for a few days like they were doing now. Currently they were trying to divide up the places to scout out and search for supplies while the rest of the camp rested. Lyn had volunteered not being very good at sitting still.

Her hair was still cut short, a little shorter than her shoulders. Enough for her to braid it back or put it up in a small ponytail. She wore her leather jacket, with black jeans and her boots. Her machete at her side, a pistol on her belt.

"I'll take that area." Lyn said pointing to a town near the map, it was small, should be easy to scout and bring back anything she could find, "I can leave now and get there and back before nightfall." She glanced at Morgan who nodded gently.

"I'll go with you." A voice spoke up from the other side of Joshua and Laurel raised her eyes, looking at the tall blonde male. She internally groaned but held her breathe a bit. It was Tyler. He was around her age, taller than her, although not taller than Troy was. But he was perhaps a bit bigger than the Otto. Tyler had been hanging around Laurel a lot since she and Morgan first joined the group, Lyn didn't know why and she didn't really care. She just wanted him to stop. She avoided him at any cost, often resorting to eating in her own tent, or just getting up early in the morning and getting to any chores to help with so she would be busy and Tyler wouldn't bother her. But the man was persistent, taking any chance to be around her, sitting next to her at the fire, helping her with things. Laurel had told him to get lost several times but, well he hadn't seem to understand the message.

"I'll be fine." Lyn said matter of factly before grabbing a walkie form the hood of the car and tucking it into her belt, "it'll be faster if I go alone."

"We don't know the area." Tyler pointed out, looking at Laurel with blue eyes, "it would be safer if we go together, in case you get hurt."

A scoff left Laurels lips as she stared at Tyler staring at him in annoyance, "I won't get hurt, believe me. I'll be fine." Although before either of them spoke again Joshua did.

"We go out in pairs." The leader said firmly as Laurel clenched her teeth, out of annoyance and also to keep herself from saying something stupid. She mumbled a quiet fine and grabbed the map, folding it up and shoving it into her pack before taking off in the direction of the town not waiting for Tyler. He would only want to strike up a conversation and in those moments, Laurel finally understood Troy's urge to shove people to walkers. Lyn heard Tyler jog to catch up with her and fall into step beside her as he swung his pack over his shoulder. Laurel just kept walking, ignoring any attempts Tyler made at talking, not responding. He was talking, but Lyn wasn't listening, he was just white noise at this point.

"Hey Lyn." Tyler's voice finally broke through as he grabbed at her shoulder. Laurel came to a stop and whirled around, jumping at his touch, quickly pushing his hand away. Tyler held his hands up, "hey." He said softly, "are you okay?"

"What?" Lyn blinked staring at him, trying to remember anything he has said in the last half hour or so.

"I asked if you were okay." Tyler said softly and lowered his hands, "you haven't said anything this entire walk." He looked at her in concern. Laurel sighed and shook her head, glancing around, watching their surroundings, "so?"

Tyler gave a short shrug, "I just...well I just wanted to check if you were okay." He looked over her, and Lyn felt something knot inside her. She hated the way Tyler looked at her. He wasn't exactly subtle about it. It mirrored the way Troy looked at her, but it wasn't the same, and it never felt the same.

"I'm fine." Laurel said dryly and turned to keep walking, "what were you saying?" Tyler took a moment before following her.

"I was asking where you were from." The taller man said with a light shrug, "don't really know much about you. Thought we could get to know one another better since it seems like you and Morgan might be sticking around." Laurel groaned internally but she knew if she didn't at least chime in Tyler would just keep bugging her.

"I'm from California." Lyn finally answered after a moment, "I grew up in Irvine, and then moved to Santa Clara when I was around sixteen."

"Why'd you move?" Tyler asked without missing a beat. Resigning her fate of having a conversation with Tyler during this run.

"My mom got remarried and we moved in with my step-dad." Laurel replied as she reached into her bag, pulling out the map to check their surroundings. They were closer now, and so far they hadn't run into any trouble which was good. Maybe things would be easy and they could get in, find supplies and get out. The rest of the way Tyler had insisted on asking her questions about her life, her childhood whatever the hell he could think of. Lyn gave minimal answers, not going into detail and steering away from...certain aspects of her childhood. Eventually the two finally reached the town and went about looking through the stores. So far they hadn't found anyone, living or dead, but had found some supplies here and there.

Currently the pair were in a general store, or what used to be one. Tyler had found a stash of some cans he was loading into his pack while Laurel was searching the small pharmacy for anything useful, one never knows what one might find, so she still checked even though the store looked pretty picked over.

"Find anything?" Tyler called.

Laurel picked up a container and began to dig through it, "not yet. It's pretty empty back here." She sighed and began searching the shelves. There were a lot of empty packages and expired medicine. She moved to the back counter, opening up some cupboards, grabbing at some bottles of pills. Penicillin, that was always helpful. Her head turned as she heard a sound, although before she could react a walker was on top of her. Laurel let out a yelp as she slammed back against the ground, pushing back against the walkers shoulders as it snarled and lunged at her. Lyn grunted looking for her machete, but she couldn't see it...She looked back up at the walker, looking at its teeth. Struggling to bite into her...maybe she should let it? If the creature got to her neck...well she would be dead in seconds. In a matter of seconds she would be back with him. Her eyes would close and finally when they opened again they would see him. It was just a few seconds when her breathe slowed and she seemed more calm, debating her choices.

Although before she could choose how to react, the walker had a knife in its skull, and died. Laurel’s breath left her lips in a rushed breath. She was hauled to her feet so quickly it almost made her dizzy. Tyler had her by the arms, talking to her, checking her for bites but her ears were ringing as she just stared at the walker.

“Hey, hey,” Tyler said urgently, placing a hand on Laurels cheek, forcing her to look at him, “are you okay?” He asked firmly.

Lyn felt the emotions bubbling up in her chest, and she felt the sting of the tears that began to gather in her eyes. She didn’t speak just nodding as she fought the urge to cry.

“It’s okay,” Tyler said with a relieved breath and quickly pulled Lyn into a hug. Holding her tight as he repeated the phrase, “it’s okay” several more times. Laurel closed her eyes and hug onto him for a moment letting out soft sobs as she cried into his shoulder. The tears and emotions too much to hold in for the moment as she sobbed. Tyler held her close, mumbling soft words to her hair while he listened to her cry. He kissed the top of her head slowly, then down to her cheek briefly. Finally he pulled away from Lyn for a moment when her sobs had subsided and stared at her for a moment. Then without missing a beat he placed a hand on her cheek, sliding her fingers into her hair before leaning in, pressing his lips to hers in a rather deep kiss.

Laurel surged backwards immediately, backpedaling into the wall behind her. Her eyes wide with shock, although the shock quickly turned to anger, “what the fuck!” She hissed and surged forward shoving Tyler back and storming past him out of the shop. She heard Tyler calling for her but she ignored him and just kept walking wanting to her as far away from him as possible.

Tyler and Laurel made the walk back to camp in silence. Lyn didn’t want to look at him, and thankfully Tyler had kept his distance and kept his mouth shut. That was until they were closer to camp. Lyn could see their camp as they walked through the forest. Then she felt Tyler grab her arm and turn her towards him. She pulled her arm away from his, staring at him.

“What?” Lyn demanded, her tone sharp and annoyed.

“What happened back there?” Tyler asked gently, “I mean…”

Laurel raised an eyebrow, “what happened back there? You kissed me!” She hissed, “and you’re lucky I didn’t break your nose.”

Tyler let out a laugh a disbelief, “yes I kissed you. And you ran away like I was on fire or something. So I kissed you. What was wrong with that?”

“I’m married.” Lyn said firmly, her tone darkening as she glared at Tyler, “you know that.”

“I know you were married. Two years ago.” Tyler insisted stepping closer to Laurel, “come on, you can’t tell me your still holding a torch for someone whose been dead for that long” He shook his head with a laugh, “I mean, come on. You can’t have a relationship with a ghost.”

“Fuck you,” Lyn said softly, her voice low and dark as she stared up at Tyler, “you don’t know the first thing about me. Or him.” She turned to leave but Tyler caught her hand again.

“I know you can’t be alone forever.” Tyler said firmly, his grip on her wrist tighter this time so she couldn’t pull away.

“Let me go,” Lyn warned shaking her head, “I mean it Tyler. Let. Me. Go.” She swallwoed but he didn’t.

“We can be something.” Tyler said, staring at her, “you don’t have to be alone. You can be with me. I mean the guy is dead. It’s time to get over it.” He tugged her closer in one swift movement and leaned in as if he meant to kiss her again. Although this time Laurel reacted quicker. She shoved him back, ripping her hand from his grasp and then the next moment, she swung at him. Her fist connecting to his nose with a harsh smack.

Tyler stumbled back holding his nose, “what the hell?!” He exclaimed paining lacing his voice.

“What the hell?!” Laurel echoed his words before surging forward and hitting at Tyler again, not exactly punching him, but hitting him with her hands, “what the hell was that?! What the hell were you doing?! What the fuck?!” She demanded as she kept yelling and hitting him. Tyler let out grunts of pain, trying to grab her arms to get Lyn to stop hitting him but she wouldn’t it. Just hitting and yelling at him. Soon enough, their altercation attracted more of the camp and Morgan and Joshua with a few others ran over.

Laurel yelled while Morgan pulled her off of Tyler. Joshua and a few others had rushed over as well trying to figure out what happened. All of them, staring at Lyn as if she was some sort of animal. Lyn continued to cry and yell, struggling against Morgan as he tried to talk to her, to get her to hear him, but she didn't. She couldn't. Thrashing against Morgan, rage burning through her, she fought to get free. To hit something again, Tyler, anything. Although she slowed her struggled for a moment as she gasped in a breath, her lungs burning. But it wasn't the struggle of air that made her stop. Or Morgans calls to her, nor Joshuas shouts. No.

It was the figure leaned up against one of the trees around the camp that caught her attention. Laurel stared at the figure, several feet away from her, first she had just seen it from the corner of her eyes and then...her gaze settled on him. Tall and slender. Dressed in dark green cargo pants and a soft grey t-shirt. The shirts she would steal when he wasn't paying attention and wear for the day, or sleep in. His dark brown hair, pushed away from his face in soft curls. The curls Laurel run her fingers through when he was stressed, when she was anxious and needed comfort. When they would lay in bed in their trailer and read. He looked back at her with blue eyes, the eyes she could happily drown in. He wore a soft smile, gentle but amused, almost charmingly silly. The kind of smile he would save just for her. The kind of smile he gave her when he would return to their trailer and walk in on Lyn dancing around the trailer to music being played by a small boombox she had found on a run. He would at her like she was the most ridiculous person in the world, and then get dragged into dancing with her for a bit.

Troy

Laurel felt the air leave her lips as she finally stopped thrashing, her eyes latched onto the figure. Her husband. Leaning against a tree, and smiling at her like he had never left. She was afraid to blink, that if she would break eye contact with him he might disappear. Pushing at Morgan's hands, she tried to get free. To run to Troy. Although a few moments after she had stopped actively fighting Morgan in such a violent way, Joshua had approached. Seeing his chance he had slammed the heel of his rifle against Laurel's head. Knocking her out cold in one swift moment, Laurel crumbled to the ground.

~*~

Laurels vision was fuzzy once she woke. She opened her eyes slept and blinked, the light hurting her eyes. A groan escaped her lips as she tried to move, her head ached.

“Take it easy,” a voice said, Morgan’s voice, “you took quite a hit.” Lyn turned her head to see Morgan sitting in the tent with her. His words echoing in her head, right…she cursed mentally and closed her eyes for a moment before sitting up.

“Yeah it hurts.” Laurel sucked in a breath as she gently touched her hand to her head before looking at Morgan, suddenly feeling ashamed for what she did, “sorry…”

“No need to apologize.” Morgan said with a shake of his head, “Tyler explained what happened. He should be the one to apologize.” He looked at Lyn, “are you okay?”

“Peachy…” Laurel sighed and closed her eyes again.

“Joshua wants us to leave.” Morgan said, “but I think I can talk him into letting us stay.”

“Don’t bother,” Lyn’s eyes snapped open again, “I don’t want to stay. I’m getting the hell out of here Morgan.” She looked at him, “no way in hell I’m staying here.” Lyn guessed Morgan seemed to have some understanding because he didn’t argue and just nodded.

“Then we should get our stuff and head out before it’s dark.” Morgan said and stood, “I’ll grab your bag. Just take it easy.” He said and left the tent. A long breath left Laurels lips as she dipped her head down, leaning her arms against her knees.

“Hey,” His voice echoed and she groaned.

“What do you want?” Lyn asked lifting her gaze to find Tyler standing outside of the tent she was in. The first thing she noted was the bandaged on his black and blue nose. She couldn’t help but smirk, it looked broken.

“I just uh,” Tyler cleared his throat, “I just figured I should apologize.”

“Oh your just figured that?” Lyn asked tilting her head to the side, “how smart.” She sighed and stood up. She grabbed her jacket and tugged it on, feeling Tyler’s eyes on her the entire time.

“You’re really okay with what, being alone for the rest of your life?” Tyler asked staring at her, “tied to a ghost?”

Lyn swallowed as she took a few steps towards the entrance of the tent and looked at Tyler, her gaze surprising softly, the same with her voice, “I…I’d rather have the ghost of him, than someone, anyone else.” She looked at Tyler who stared back at her, “if the ghost of him is all I have. It’s all I want.” Her hand went to the wedding ring that hung around her neck, and she held it for a moment. Swallowing the pain that was rising in her throat.

“You’re lucky he’s just a ghost.” Lyn said stopping beside Tyler as she walked out of the tent, the softness gone from her voice, “because if he was here,” she said staring at him, “he’d break every bone in your body after that shit you pulled.” Lyn paused briefly, “and I’d let him.” She looked away and walked over to where Morgan was waiting. Lyn took her bag and swung it over her shoulder and followed Morgan away from the camp. Tyler watching her as she left until he couldn’t see her anymore.

#troy otto #laurel hall #laurel otto #ftwd #tyler johnsson