I know its not a long chapter to start but I just got the idea and decided to start writing while it was in my head and it didn't seem to need anything else at the end. Oh and I don't own the Walking Dead, no matter how much I wish I did.
Daryl stood against a wall watching the whole group sit around the firepit Terminus had in the center of it. Lizzie and Mika were sitting on a blanket off to the one side playing with Judith as Carl watched. He looked over at Maggie who was smiling and talking to Glenn, Rosita, Abraham, and Tara, she still didn't know her sister was taken, she didn't even know she had gotten out of the prison with Daryl. There was never a good time to tell anyone that their only family member had been safe with someone but then got ripped away and could still possibly be alive.
"So Daryl, you never said how you got out of the mess at the prison." Tyress spoke up, he knew sooner or later one of the group would ask as everyone else had given their stories. He felt all eyes on him but Rick, Carl, and Michonne's as they pretty much heard it when they had meant back up.
"Yeah how did you get out, last I saw you were taking the people near the tank out." Sasha said shifting to face him better. He pushed himself off the wall and walked closer over keeping his eyes on the ground and sat at a picnic bench. He sighed and looked up at Maggie, he was only telling everyone everything for Maggie's sake.
"I took care of the tank, then Beth found me she had been looking for the kids but couldn't find them. I knew we had to leave before the walkers started showing up so we ran." Maggie's eyes widen at the mention of her sister and the fact that she got out of the prison alive, she opened her mouth as if to speak but shut it again.
"What happened to Beth?" Carol chimed in with concern for the girl, and Maggie leaned in slightly.
"We camped around in the forest for a while, then we were walking one day and she got caught in an animal trap and hurt her ankle. We made it to a near by graveyard and stayed in a house on the grounds there for a few days. A group a walkers went through and got in the house, I told her to run while I took them out, she was gone when I made it outside. Her stuff was on the ground and a car was speeding away." Maggie seemed to be in shock at first but then stood up shaking her head.
"Did you try and follow the car or were you just glad that she wasn't there to slow you down anymore?!" She screamed at him and he stood becoming angry himself.
"I followed that car all night! I chased it until I couldn't breath, until my lungs burned! I only stopped when there was a crossroads and no way to know which way it went! Thats more then you have done for her since the prison! YOU COUNTED HER AS DEAD THE MOMENT YOU LEFT THAT PRISON! I saw your signs to Glenn, where was her sign?! How would she feel know the person she prayed for the most to be living, thought she was dead and had given up on her?" He moved closer and pointed a finger at her while yelling.
"It was never like that!" Maggie said tears pour from her eyes and shaking her head in denial.
"Wasn't it! It seems to me like you never gave a flying fuck what happened to her as soon as you were on your search for Glenn. Have you even given her a thought since you have found him?" He raised his eyebrows. Maggie shook her head answering his question silently as the tears poured down her face and sobs shook her and she leaned into Glenn as his arms wrapped around her. Carol approached him and tried to put a hand reassuringly on his shoulder but he just brushed it off and turned and stormed off to the place he was staying, leaving everyone standing there in different levels of shock.