The bleeding finally stops and I wrap the wound up tightly "are you.. are you okay here?" I ask Beth, her and I the only one's left in the room. She nods with a small smile and I walk out, back to the cell her and I share. I sit on the bed silently, trying to drown myself out with the sound of everyone else around me. I hear the sounds of the cells opening and I get off the bed and head to the cell entry. T-dog and Rick walk in carrying supplies of food "We got food!" T-dog yells out. Carl asks him what he has and he starts to list off things.
The overwhelming sensation of blood covering my body encases me and I run to the gate before they lock it "Sadie, Stop!" Rick calls after me but I'm already pushing past the prisoners and Daryl as they enter the joining space. "Daryl, go!" I hear him direct. He says something more but I'm out the main door. I need to get this blood of of me now, and I'll go to the creek on my own to get it done. It's not far and I know the route from when we arrived.
I get to the tied up area of the alleyway and quickly try to undo it and slip out. As I work the knot I'm grabbed from behind "Whoah, Whoah, what are you doin'?" he asks me, jerking me away from the wall.
He swings me to the other side of the fence and eyes me strangely "I need to go! I need to get out of here" I breath out, trying to push past him and work at the wires again.
"You're not going anywhere" he says pushing me back.
I pound my fists against his chest with force "Get out of my way! I need to go! I can't, I can't have this blood on me.. please!" I plead still fighting him and trying to get by.
"iight. Calm down!" He keeps gently pushing me back against the other side of the fence. "Yo, c'mere!" His hands waves at someone behind me to come closer. Carl comes down from the field and Daryl yells out to him half way "I'ma make a run to the creek.. She's freakin' out. We'll be back soon!" He explains to him so he can inform the others.
Carl responds "gotcha" back to him with a nod and runs back towards the jail.
Daryl turns away from me and starts to kill some of the walkers that have gathered because of my shouting "you gon' make me do all the work?" he scowls eyeing the wire. I move up to the fence and work again to untie it, my hands still shaking. After we slip out and tie the fence back up he guides me back to the creek.
As soon as I see the creek I run at it with full force. I plunge my feet into it and sit on a rock, dipping my arms and hands into it and scrubbing at the blood that stains my skin. I scrub as hard as I can to get it all off of me. Finally, I can't see the deep red stain of it and it's just a light pink and I begin to slow down, feeling the raw sensation on my arms.
"What was that all about?" Daryl asks me, sitting across from where I am.
I eye him as I work to clean under my fingernails "what's it to you anyway" I quip back annoyed at him.
"I'm here, ain't I?" He retorts back.
I sigh, feeling like he's right. "What if he doesn't pull through?" I look up to him "What if he dies?" I ask him what's bothering me.
"Then he dies." He shrugs "but he won't, because you stopped the bleeding, you don' good" he tells me.
I roll my eyes "I didn't do anything Lori or Carol couldn't have done. Besides, if he dies it's on my hands.." I look at mine when I say this, clenching them together as I do. The tears begin to fall and I shake my head "I can't do this. I can't have his death on my hands, it's all too much" I say in a whisper, chocking on the words.
Daryl stands up, moving next to me on another rock "yanno, someone once told me it's nothing to worry about, you didn't plan out his death." I look up to him through my tears, remembering saying that to him about Dale. "Besides" he nudges me with his elbow "he aint dead and he won't die" his country accent thicker then it has been before. I smile back at him and he leans in just a little. His arm opens for a side hug and I reluctantly agree. He's been such a jerk lately, but I want him to know I would still like to be his friend. "C'mere" he says after we let go. I raise my eyebrows not sure what he wants as his hand is now in the water "ya got some on yer face." He takes his thumb and rubs around my cheek with it to get off the blood.
Eventually his finger stops rubbing and it just rests on my face. He stares at me with something in his eyes I can't place and my stomach turns "Daryl" I whisper to him, my heart beating fast.
He blinks quickly, coming back from whatever reality he was in and his hand goes to his side quickly "ready?" He asks "don' wanna be here all day" he gets up.
"Ya, I'm ready" I return following him as he begins to walk me back to camp.
We get back into the jail cell and Rick is still in the joining area with the prisoners they found. As we get to the locked door T-dog comes to open it "Whose this lovely punta?" One of the men with a neck tattoo asks as I walk by.
I ignore him but he reaches out to grab my arm and pulls at me. Rick, Daryl & T-dog all have their weapons out as he puts the end of a gun to my head "listen here, you gonna give us your weapons, and our cell block. Or this gringo gets one through the dome" he spits while talking, pulling down on the gun to prove he's not bluffing.
"Let me put one through em Rick" Daryl mumbles from where he stands.
"No" Rick denies the request.
"Right through the ear. Clean Shot!" Daryl argues back, his voice shaken.
"NO!" Rick shouts and my eyes are only on him. T-dog and Daryl are on the sides. Rick nods his head slowly once, putting his gun back in the holster "look besides you, you got 2 drawn.. there is no other option then to let her go." the man coifs back "we will still help clear out another cell block, only if you let her go.. now!" Rick demands.
I strain my head, trying to pull it away from the barrel of the gun as the man ponders his options. The other prisoners try to talk to him, to accept our help and let me go. He pushes me forward and onto the table in the room "well what are we waitin' for then" he says with all eyes on him.
Rick comes to my side first, grabbing a hold of my elbow "are you okay?" He asks looking into my eyes.
"I'm fine" I say to him then looking at T-dog and Daryl, assuring them I'm okay. T-dog walks me to the other cell door and lets me in our cell block, before closing themselves back in with the prisoners.
I find the others in Hershel's cell, waiting for him to regain consciousness. As we sit there, the sound to a door clammers shut and Glenn peaks his head out "thought you were organizing the food." he says to whoever it is.
"Even better!" He walks in smiling "check it out!" He plops a bag in front of us.
Carol and Lori open it and we all gasp at the medical supplies within it!
Lori grabs some, opening the gauze to bind Hershel's wound properly "where did you get this?" She asks him.
Carl beams "found the infirmary. Wasn't much left, but I cleared it out!" He informs us all.
Carol and Maggie put new bandages on, looking at me wondering if I want to do it. I nod to them assuring they are doing fine and they continue. Lori questions Carol "you went by yourself?"
Carl: Yeah. Lori and Maggie look at him, they are shocked. Lori: Are you crazy?
Carol responds "no big deal, I killed two walkers!"
"Alright," Lori breathes out, she eyes Hershel "do you see this?" She brings her attention back to her son "this was with the whole group!" her voice raises from fear of losing him.
Carl argues with her "we needed supplies, so I got them!"
"I appreciate that, but..." Lori tries to say, but she's interuppted.
"then get off my back!" her young son snaps at her.
"Carl!" Beth scolds him "she's your mother, you can't talk to her like that!" He pauses looking at her, as if somehow Hershel being on the that bed means something between him and his mother.
"Listen," she breaths "I think it's great that you want to help but.." but before she could finish Carl runs out of the cell, not wanting to hear what she has to say.
"It's alright" I console her, putting my hand on her shoulder "he'll come around." she just nods, not believing it but giving me what I tried for.
" she just nods, not believing it but giving me what I tried for