He's Blood

ReedusLover3

** THIS IS THE THIRD BOOK IN MY DARYL DIXON FANFICTION.

DON'T READ THIS UNLESS YOU'VE READ TRYING TO SURVIVE

AND NOTHING LEFT TO LOOSE **

"You're so beautiful." He told me and I let out a groan of pain, my skin was burning from being dragged across the pavement. "I've been waiting for you, I knew I'd find you." He sounded so excited and I let out a sob, tears rolling down my cheeks. This couldn't be happening. Martinez grabbed my hands and pulled me up and hid me behind a metal trashcan with two other men. "Get whoever the fuck is still shooting at us." He ordered and my eyes widened, Daryl!

"No, no, no..." I cried out, scared for his life and mine.

"Sh, sh, you're safe now, mi amor." One of the men moved around and hurried to where Daryl was. All the shooting stopped and soon it was quiet, no one was moving and I started crying harder. The other man looked down at me and recognition clouded his features. Merle.

"What the fuck?" He hissed. "Why the hell do you have her?"

"She's mine now." Martinez grinned. "I saved her." I began shaking my head at Merle and mouthed for him to help me.

"Martinez-"

"Shut the fuck up." Martinez's eyes grew dark. "Go help the Governor while I get her situated." Merle looked at me one last time and mouthed 'hold on' to me and I knew even though I had stabbed me, he was going to try and save me. Walking off, Martinez hauled me up, walking me towards his house that was across the street, making me panic. Slamming the door open he took me to the couch and threw me on it, his eyes gleaming. "You came back." He climbed over me and grinned, his eyes going over my body. Squirming away and trying to free myself he slapped me, angry. "Dumb bitch! Leaving me for that fucking redneck!"

"Let me go!" I tried to slap him but his hands restrained mine, grinning.

"Listen to me," his face came closer to mine, "next time you try to leave, I will kill you." I gulped, not wanting to anger him even more. Someone knocked on the door and Martinez let me go after giving my wrists a tight squeeze. He swung open the door and the Governor stepped in, glancing at me. "She was part of them."

"I see. I expected more from you, Elizabeth." The Governor stared at me, his one eye covered in white gauze, blood seeping through it.

"You took our friends, our family." I sat up and glared at him, glad his eye was all messed up.

"Expect to get what you deserve later tonight at the arena." Was all he said and I froze.

"What do you mean?" I stood, rushing to him but Martinez grabbed my arm.

"Let's just say your boyfriend is going to make an appearance."

"You sick fuck! What the hell do you have planned!?"

"See you later, Elizabeth." He left quickly and I struggled against Martinez's hold.

"I've missed you." Martinez whispered to me.

"You fucking touch me in any way, I will cut your dick off." I warned, pissed off. "Let me out of this house!" My hand barely reached the doorknob when Martinez pulled me back, his hands on my hips.

"Relax."

"Hands off!" I began fighting him, my arms reaching out to hit him but he shoved me away and my head slammed into the wall. Black dots swirled my vision and I groaned, my eyes drooping. "You fucking..." My words slurred and I was out.

I was half awake when he dragged me out of the house. My shirt was torn and my pants were bloody, making me cringe. Martinez didn't seem to care and led me down the street to where people were gathering. Torches were lit around this so called arena and people sat on benches, quietly looking around, nervous. When they saw me they all began shouting angry words, their eyes hard and voices rough. The only people not making comments about me was Andrea, who seemed confused, and Merle who was at my left. Martinez threw me to the ground before everyone and I looked up to see the Governor walking to the middle of the arena. I gulped and eyed him under my lashes.

"What can I say?" The Governor began with a shake of his head. "Hasn't been a night like this since the walls were completed, and I thought we were past it. Past the days where we all sat, huddled and scared in front of the tv during the early days of the outbreak. The fear we all felt then, we felt it again tonight. I failed you. I promised to keep you safe, hell, look at me!" He moved to pace around and I noticed that all the people were so entranced by Philip's words. It was all a load of crap, couldn't they see that? "I should tell you that I will protect you, that we're safe, that tomorrow we'll bury our dead but I won't. Cause I can't." I nearly sniggered, but held it in. "Cause I'm afraid. I'm afraid of terrorists who want what we have, want to destroy us! Worse, because one of those terrorists is one of our own." My eyes furrowed and that when I looked up, confused. Murmurs started through the crowd, their eyes narrowing at each other. "Merle!" I looked up at Daryl's brother to see the shocked look on his face as Martinez and another man aimed weapons at him. "The man I counted on! The man I trusted, he led them here, he let them in." A man came and took away Merle's attachable knife from his metal cap. "It was you." The Governor glared at the older man, his eyes steely. "You lied, betrayed us all." Merle was shoved into the middle of the arena as two new men brought in a man with his head covered. My breath quickened and I knew who it was immediately.

"No..." I whispered and saw Martinez glance at me, a smirk on his face.

"This is one of the terrorists." The Governor pointed at Daryl as he struggled to free himself from the grips of the men. The Governor ripped off the bag over his head and spat at his feet. "Merle's own brother." Daryl and Merle's eyes connected, both their shock and confusion evident. "Not to mention this woman over here." The Governor rounded on me and drug me up, shoving me into Merle who steadied me. Daryl's eyes widened and he moved forward to grab me, his hand gripping mine. "The woman who led on my right hand man and then left him for Merle's brother." People began shouting out the same words, 'whore', 'slut', while I glared at them all. "The woman I trusted but now I have no respect for. Now what should we do with them, huh?"

"Kill them!" People from different areas yelled down at us, making me flinch.

"No, she's mine." Martinez told the Governor over the shouting and Daryl pulled me behind him.

"No can do, Martinez." The Governor shrugged. "The people get what they want, and they want them all dead."

"You said I could keep her!"

"I never said that." His words were deadly, making tears form in my eyes.

"Daryl..." I whimpered.

"Sh, baby, it's gonna be alright." Daryl told me and I saw Merle glance between us, not believing Daryl had an ounce of love in him. I caught Andrea's eyes from the stands, her face was scared, terrified and she looked pale. The Governor walked forward, looking at Merle.

"You wanted your brother, you got him." Was all he said. Terror rose in my chest and I started hyperventilating, not wanting Daryl or myself to die, not even Merle, I didn't want him dead either. Daryl looked frightened himself, his breath coming out in pants and his hand gripping mine so tight that his knuckled were white. Andrea broke from the crowd, nearly making it to the Governor when Martinez pointed a gun at her stomach.

"Philip! He's my friend!" Andrea shouted.

"It's not up to me. The people have spoken." Philip rose his hand for silence. "I asked you where your loyalty's lie, you said here, prove it." Blood was slipping from his makeshift bandage, falling down his cheek like a tear. "Brother against brother. Winner kills the girl and then goes free. Fight to the death!"

"Philip, please!" Andrea pleaded, tears in her eyes. Daryl pulled me closer, not wanting to loose me. He looked me in the eyes and gave me a hard, passionate kiss before pulling away to look at his brother.

"Ya'll know me!" Merle shouted. "I'm gonna do, whatever I gotta do, to prove-" He paused to slam Daryl in the stomach, causing me to fall to the ground with him. "-that my loyalty-" a kick was sent into Daryl's side and I grabbed his hand. "-leads to this town!"

"Merle! Stop!" I screamed, not wanting to see Daryl in pain. Merle didn't have any of it, sending more kicks into Daryl and making him spit up blood. It wasn't long until walkers were brought out on leading poles, making me cry harder. As Merle went to send a kick in Daryl's direction, Daryl slammed his hand down on Merle's, making his brother turn away. Daryl took his chance and stood, launching himself at Merle, only to fall back to the ground. Both brothers had their hands around each others necks as the men holding the walkers closed in on them. I was grabbed by a man and he shoved me into a walker, making me let out a scream as I kicked myself away. The walker's jaws nearly latched onto my arm but I had moved away quick enough. Then in a flash both brothers were up, back to back, with their fists raised. Both started landing punches on the walkers surrounding them, shoving them away. Before anything could happen, shots were fired and the walkers started dropping like flies and so did the people. Ducking down further I felt someone grab me and I looked up to see Martinez trying to take me away.

"No!" I felt his hand grip my hair and painfully tug me away. "Daryl! Merle!" I screamed out and both brothers looked up in time to see Martinez pulling me away. My scalp burned and I started digging my feet into the ground, hoping to slow him down.

"Think you were gonna get away this easy?" Martinez laughed, his hand not leaving my hair. Smoke began filling the arena from flash bangs that had been let loose and I knew this was it, I was going to either die or be taken.

"Let me go!" I yelled again. "DARYL!" I let out a ear piercing scream, hoping to God he or Merle would at least save me. Suddenly his hand left my hair and I fell forward, touching my skull, feeling the soreness. A new hand grabbed me and grabbed me bridal style and I knew it was Daryl by the way his hands felt.

"Let's go!" I heard Daryl shout at Merle as he ran with me in his arms.

"Daryl!" I heard Rick's voice and then he was running beside us, towards the exit of Woodbury. When we were just in front of the wall Daryl put me on my feet and gave me a nod. "You are not going anywhere with us!" Rick hissed to Merle who was trying to help us out.

"Are we really gonna have this conversation now?" Merle asked, annoyed.

"Rick, come on, we gotta go!" Daryl was looking behind him, worried. We all moved, and slid in between an open metal sheet into the unprotected street. Walkers were moving towards us, obviously interested in the loud shots and bangs. "Let's go!" Daryl ordered, following his older brother towards the woods with me on his tail. Rick reluctantly followed with Maggie behind him. We ran for about half a mile as the sun started rising, making the ground more visible. I knew we were close to where we had left the SUV before and I nearly cried in relief. It was over.

"Glenn!" Rick harshly whispered from the tree line when we saw the car in sight.

"Rick." Glenn's voice was barely audible. "Thank God." He and Michonne met us halfway.

"Now we gotta a problem here and I need you to back up." Rick held out his hand when Michonne and Glenn caught sight of Merle. Glenn immediately took his gun out and Michonne took her katana out, raising it.

"What the hell is he doing here!?" Glenn shouted as Rick tried to calm him down. Maggie joined Glenn and pointed her gun at Merle too.

"He tried to kill me!" Michonne ground out with her sharp weapon resting in front of Rick's face.

"Put it down!" I yelled at all of them.

"He helped us get out of there." Daryl stated, his hand blocking Glenn's gun. "Drop it."

"Yeah, right after he beat the shit outta you!" Rick hissed.

"Hey, we both took our licks, man." Merle leaned up against a tree.

"Jackass." Daryl hissed at his brother.

"Enough!" Rick ordered.

"Get that thing outta my face!" Daryl snarled at Glenn who had shoved his gun right into him. Merle started laughing, his face twisted into a smirk.

"Look like you're goin' native, brotha!" Merle laughed and Daryl swung around to face him, shoving me out of his brothers way.

"No more than you hangin' out with that psycho back there!" Daryl hissed, angry at his older brother.

"Oh yeah, man, he's a charmer, I'll tell ya that." Merle nodded. "Been putting the wood in your friend, Andrea, oh yeah." Merle made an obscene gesture and Michonne tried to rush him with her katana.

"I thought I said put that thing down!" Rick shouted at her. "Do you know Andrea? Do you know her!?"

"Oh yeah, her and blondie spent all winter together, cuddled up in the forest." Merle nodded, not giving his banter a break. "Your friend here had two walkers with their arms gone and jaws clocked off in chains."

"Shut up, Merle!" Daryl shoved his brother some.

"So whatcha gonna do, Sheriff? Surrounded by liars, thugs and cowards. Pathetic, all these guns with no bullets in them."

"Merle, you dumb fuck!" I hissed.

"Shut up!" Daryl ground out once again at his brother, not wanting his brother to aggravate Rick or Glenn anymore.

"Shut up yourself, you bunch of pussy's-" He was cut off by Rick clocking him in the head with his gun. Merle fell to the floor at my feet and I stepped back, glaring at the man.

"Asshole." Rick mumbled, turning away with the others. "Come on, we gotta talk." He led us towards the SUV and I didn't join in, not wanting to argue or fight. Michonne and I stood back, our eyes watching the others as the talked. Settling myself on the ground, I closed my eyes and out my head in my hands. It wasn't long before I heard the others calling for Daryl so I looked up to see him striding towards me and Michonne. He bypassed us and opened the trunk of the SUV with Rick trying to speak to him. I stood up, confused and hurried to the back of the car.

"No him, no me. That's all I can say." I heard Daryl say to Rick and I gasped, earning both their eyes. Daryl grabbed a backpack and looked at Rick. "Take care of little ass kicker, Carl... Elizabeth." Rick nodded.

"What the hell are you doing?" I grabbed the redneck's arm, pulling him off to the side. "Where are you going?"

"With Merle, he's my brother."

"What about the group? What about me?" I ground my teeth and felt the tears rise.

"You'll be fine."

"No! What are you saying!? You can't just leave me, no, not today! Not after last night!"

"Elizabeth. You'll be fine, I don't want you around my brother. He'll ruin you, he'll ruin us."

"I can't believe this." I spat at him. "After everything we've been through! I love you, Daryl, I fucking love you and you're doing this? Now?"

"I love you too, but you need to understand, Beth. He's blood."

"Fuck you." I hissed and saw his face fall. "You don't love me."

"Don't you dare say that!" Daryl grabbed my shoulder and held me in place.

"You wouldn't leave me if you loved me."

"Beth..." He pulled me to him and kissed me, hard. "I will always love you."

"I hope so." I glared at him, shoving him away. "Have fun with your brother." I turned away and got into the SUV, slamming the door and not bothering to even look back at Daryl once.

** Oh, sorry, a heart breaking chapter! Hope you'll like the new story... Don't hate me because I let Daryl leave, he'll be back soon! **