They have each other
Characters: Daryl Dixon,Carol,Judith,Beth Green and Hershel Green
Everyone has a job to do and everyone has someone that cares about them no matter how faint the jesture...set in between season 3 and 4 enjoy :)
I own no characters or anything to do with the walking dead
Carol sat outside peeling potatoes deep in thought as judith played in her play pen beside her.
she was so deep in thought the when someone sat beside her she jumped and cut the palm of her hand open with the knife she was peeling with.
"Dammit who the hell sneaks up on someone when they are a using a knife" she said dropping what she was peeling trying to put pressure to stop the bleeding.
"Startin to sound like me woman" Daryl dixon said amused but then relized she was bleeding.
"Oh shit your bleeding here use this" he said quickly grabing his rag out of his pocket and helping her tie off the wound.
"Im fine you just caught me off gaurd nothing but a scrape already can't feel it anymore see" she went to curl her hand into a ball and the pain shot right down her arm making her grimace.
"Your the worse lier lets get ass kicker to beth and then im getting Hershel weather you like it or not" Daryl said grabbing judith then the play pen in the other hand.
"Wait the food will spoil in the sun" carol said factually as she looked at the rabbits and squirrles he had left on the ground.
"Let me make sure your ok first then ill deal with it" he said looking back at her as she smiled and nodded.
Judith was happy playing with the zipper of daryls coat as he approached Beths cell with carol right behind.
"Mind takin ass kicker for a bit while i make sure Carol here gets your old man to fix up her hand?"he asked shifting his feet.
"Sure no problem... your alright arnt ya carol?"she asked the older woman.
"Oh its just a tiny cut but mr. Stubboron is making me get it checked" carol said poking at daryl as he handed judith to Beth and set the play pen down.
"It aint bein debated your hand gettin looked at end of it now lets go...oh an thanks ill come take ass kicker in a bit for ya" Daryl said nodding to beth as he took carol by the good hand down the hall to hershels cell.
They found hershel reading a scripture quietly to himself.
"Can i help you two with something?"he asked couriously.
Daryl just gently grabbed Carols wrist and showed him the bloody rag covering the gash on her hand.
"Its nothing really i ..."
"Let him decide hes the damn doctor"Daryl said firmly.
This surprised Hershel how Daryl was so worried about Carol and showing it.
"Now now you two ill take a look may need a few stitches" Hershel said grabbing two stools and his supplies.
"If you wouldnt sneak up on people they wouldnt jump" Carol said jokingly as hershel began examining and nodded towards the suture kit.
"Needs about 4 stitches" he confirmed.
"I know i scrwed up like i always do i get it"Daryl said taking it straight to heart as he went to leave.
"Stay..ow...please could use someone to lean on" Carol said reaching for him.
Daryl fought with his urge to just leave and sighed heavly as he stood beside her holding her hand as she leaned into his chest while hershel was stitching her wound.
The bond between Carol and Daryl made Hershel smile at least he could rest easy knowing that in one way or another they wouldnt be alone in the world cause they have each other.