Douglas waited with the sword in his right hand. Sam didn't know what he needs to do to help her. But she just sighed. 'I'm coming with you.' She said. This surprised Douglas. Sam saw how he reacted. It must make him feel agitated. 'I know you want it.' She said. Sam didn't understand her. 'Don't.' A man's voice said. Sam looked over his shoulder. A man with a walking stick approached them. He looked like he is in his 30's.
'Step aside.' He ordered Rosa. 'No.' She said. The man sighed irritated and he pushed her aside with his stick.

He stood in front of him. He then leaned against the stick as he met Douglas' gaze. 'Well your home.' Douglas said. The man still needed his support looked away. 'Where would i else be? Doug?' He asked.
He grinned. 'Still hurts Lindsey?' He asked. The man coughed before saying something. 'I need to live with my woundings brother.' He said. Douglas laughed. 'Your handicapped now huh? I'm proud of myself. You see I can give you the medicine. To cure you from your woundings.' Sam knew about were he was talking about. That liquid. 'Fuck you. Doug.' He said. 'Lincoln don't piss him off. Please.' She said quietly. Lincoln looked over this shoulder. 'You make mistakes every time.' He said. And turned around leaning on the stick and met her gaze. 'Let's hope that it will be the last time you'll make one.' He said. 'Douglas, you'll get what you want.' He said. And then turned around. 'But first. You fight me.' He said. Douglas laughed. 'You are kidding me right? I mean look at you?! You're wounded. It will not be a fair fight brother.' He said.

Lincoln dropped his stick. And took out his sword.
'Why do you people carry swords?' Sam asked Rosa. She looked at him. 'It's more effective than a knife when your at a close range.' She said. 'Some kind of lord of the rings.' She added.