Every now and then, Mac would show a small glimpse of life, closing her hand or outstretching her fingers weakly. Sometimes trying to open her eyes but failing badly at it
There was no need to tell this to Daryl, right? She was fine, or at least Hershel said so...
As long as she was alive there was no need to make him go crazy by telling him what had happened to his little sister. Maybe until she was better and they were a 100% she was out of danger.
After all, becoming a walker is never easy
They took the poncho away from her and now there wasn't just a wet rag on her forehead, but with clothes and everything they carefully managed to put her under the showers in a desperate attempt to get her body temperature down to normal levels.
Hershel knew it was another risk. An extremely hot body suddenly hit with ice cold water could cause a lot more problems than the 18 year old already had, but he also knew that to cause a seizure a human body has to be around 104 and 106 degrees before it damages the brain. If her's kept going up organ failure was more a fact than a possibility, followed by permanent brain damage, cardiac arrest, and eventually, death.
He expected at least a minimal reaction when the Dixon girl was carried into the shower by Sasha and himself, he didn't risk Glenn on this one, but to his surprise the only response he got was a grunt that got almost completely silenced by the respirator he had inserted on her and Sasha worked on every few seconds.
After all that chaos it was hard to see her as she was. On one of the beds
She looked calm with Tyreese's sister by her side, and when the old man checked on her he felt relieved to feel her body cooling off slowly, not enough to call it a normal temperature, but enough to tell she had the chance to make it
Sometimes she wasn't completely unconscious. She just went back and forth into that state and could even feel Sasha's work on her, only she couldn't place what it was. She could clearly feel something was helping her worn out lungs to inflate with a slow, dull ache every few seconds, and deep inside in the back of her mind she knew it was a good thing so didn't she didn't even try to stop it
It wasn't comfortable at all, but with how fast she'd pass out she didn't have the time to complain, or enough energy to let them know she was better, until she stood in that place away from everything.
She didn't regain any kind of consciousness after that for a long time. Not even the slightest eye movement, but she was alive, and thats all that mattered at the moment.
Save as many people as possible...
I know Im dreaming, but its calm in here. No more pain, no more worries. I could stay here forever. I'm sure no one would worry about me here.
I'm on a raft floating in an infinite ocean of calm blueish water. Ive never been to the beach or the ocean before so this makes me happy.
Peace is what I feel at the moment
Im just like lying on my back on top of the raft looking to my side at the blueish clear water. I even start feeling sleepy until something hits my raft and pushes me down to the water.
I might not know how to really swim, I was never taught, but I know based on logic that breathing in causes you to float since theres air inside you and air floats
I try to breathe in but I cant.
I try to swim upwards but I only sink more and more as I try.
I start feeling the weight of my body one more time. I feel cold and my hair and clothes are wet.
I sink all the way down to the bottom as I try to breathe or swim to the surface but I don't know how to do it.
Where's my raft?! I need it! I need to float!
Air!
I start feeling my heart beating faster and faster and then...
A shrieking scream wakes me up and makes me aware of the danger around me. As I open my eyes I hear walkers growling and slowly see their shadows appearing until my brain fixes the image of them trying to reach me through the cell bars that are closed and keeping me protected in the small space.
I come back to realize something choking me. I know what it is
I feel the weight of the plastic tube and everything Hershel and Glenn put inside my throat causing a small amount of air entering my system and hurting me
I do my best to sit on the bed without taking the eyes off the undead and hold the respirator with both hands to avoid hurting my throat even more
I try to breathe in deeply knowing what I'm gonna do and preparing for it.
I pull the tube out closing my eyes tightly in pain. I feel like I'm gonna puke with this inside my mouth.
I feel the reflex working and try my best to not vomit when I finally pull the tube out of my mouth.
I breathe in as deep as I can feeling relief as my lungs fill completely with air
Fuck yes!
Oxygen!
I growl uncomfortably and try to look for my gun annoyed by the walkers roaring angrily as they see me move
My gun is not here
I stare at the walkers for a moment and hear a soft voice saying "come on. Over here"
Lizzy?
One of the walkers turns following the noise, two stay concentrated on me.
I know Lizzy. Lizzy is a kid and I wont let them kill her.
I stand up from the mattress and end up leaning on the wall as my vision darkens and the room spins. My heart beat gets louder and louder until I breathe deeply and it starts coming back down and my vision gets normal slowly
Good
I breathe and breathe and keep looking around. There is a bottle.
Glass...
I move to it and take it. I break it on the wall leaving a sharp edge and stumble to where the walkers are to see if it works.
I stick it in one of their eyes and see it collapse. I'm happy with the result.
I kill the other one afterwards and using a lot of energy push the cell open
I see Hershel rushing killing walkers on his own. My gun on the floor near the stairs and Lizzy calling the attention of a walker as if it could understand her.
I move as fast as I can to get my gun and lean to breathe on the stairs because of the dizziness that comes back. I push myself back up and go up the stairs following the walker that left the other two in my cell to keep it away from the girl.
She's got a good dad and sister who don't deserve to lose her...
I move close to the undead and shoot it but the bullet misses. I reload
I hear the girl screaming in panic and look back up
I curse moving closer and shoot the walker once more right on the back of the head.
The walker Lizzy was calling is now on top of her. I reload and try to shoot it but change my mind when I remember I'm really shaky and could hit her instead of the walker.
I approach them.
I take the walker from behind
I pull it away from her groaning because of all the energy that takes from me. I tighten my jaw and push the walker to the wall making sure it's head crashes first and then let it fall to see if that impact kills it.
Lizzy looks at me with wide eyes while the walker keeps growling softly and I grunt stomping on its head so it beaks and my foot smashes the gross and infected brain against the ground.
I pant and look up to Lizzy. I hear gunshots.
I wait until my body can move again to take the girl's arm and take her with me. I dont think I'm bit or scratched.
I see Hershel noticed what I did but keeps trying to fight the walkers.
I put Lizzy in a cell where another scared kid is and lean on the wall to breathe. My head pounds as if it was going to explode and my vision darkens one more time.
"Glenn!" Lizzy tells me looking concerned
Glenn?
Oh, Glenn! Got it.
I stumble around trying to avoid walkers until I use the wall again
I see Glenn on the floor chocking. I start limping or whatever this I'm doing is called, cause I really think this fucking movement don't have a name, and move slowly towards him until my body warns me I can't keep going.
Almost there...
I kneel unable to stand up and keep breathing heavily. I try to call out his name but my throat wont make a sound other than a frustrated grunt.
I hear Maggie's voice screaming her father's name. I feel relief knowing she's gonna help him with the walkers
But Glenn...
I pass out only a few feet from him being unable to save him.
There's a nasty metallic taste on my tongue, I'm pretty sure it is blood. At one point, the gunshots stop.
Is that my brother...?I hear Daryl's voice echoing through the cell block.
I'm still on the floor. I try to open my eyes and whisper trying to call him but once more, my vocal cords are useless
I think, If I'm not hallucinating again, Daryl is here now. I feel how someone lifts me up and hear his voice again saying something but it sounds distorted. He seems anxious
I feel how he puts me down somewhere but instead of the floor it is a soft surface
I am too tired to pay attention to what he's demanding. I don't even bother on trying to understand it...
Don't focus on me! Go help Glenn!
Hershel's voice is far away. As if he wasn't with Daryl but was still telling him something
"Yeah, I feel one" he says
"Daryl..." I manage to whisper and try to focus on him while hershel says
"be careful with it, you dont wanna bruise her"
"Hold still" I think my brother says
A sharp pain bites down one of my arms. I frown and growl
"Glenn..." I mutter before I close my eyes once more taking a deep breath
"Hershel's on it. Its ok" my brother tells me "you're ok..." then says something else I didn't get
I mumble weakly "hurts..."
Daryl looks down to my arm carefully and then whispers "shit..." he says loudly to Hershel "I ripped it!"
"find another one, she'll be alright"
"alright, here goes nothing..." He growls rubbing my arm with one of his fingers with a little of pressure too. It fucking hurts...
After that, things just go back to nothing.
I open my eyes slowly, breathing deeply and looking around me. How long was I out?
Daryl?
My eyes find Rick's gentle ones. He's sitting next to me on a foldable chair
Why is he here? It's dangerous. Is he sick too?
I grunt in pain
"Rick?" I ask and frown a bit. My voice sounds raspy and as if I was whispering, but its just that my throat is hurt from all the things that happened
"Welcome back" he says softly
My eyes are too sensitive to the light that now comes into the cell block. The bed seems different, am I finally in my cell?
Oh, I would love to be in my cell...
The rifle in the corner of the room and Merle's wristband on a small table behind Rick confirm it. They moved me back to C
I think my cell has the advantage of already being isolated in the upper corner of the cell block so I am really no threat anymore unless they come in here
I try to sit but I'm too weak to do it. "Woah, easy" Rick whispers and helps me lie back down "easy..."
I close my eyes once more time still feeling a slight headache and growl. I put my arm over my eyes "still hurts..."
"I know. You'll feel better tomorrow"
I move my arm back down to look at him and feel some kind of pain on it.
So thats what I felt..
There's a small needle in there, my arm is bruised around it. It is attached to a small tube, which I follow and ends in an IV bag hanging from the upper bed next to the poncho
Daryl's poncho...
"Daryl...?" I mutter turning to look at the former sheriff with my dark, sick, and concerned eyes
"He's alright. He's helping us fix the fences out there" he tells me seeming calm "You don't worry about any of them."
I close my eyes letting out a relieved, yet tired, breath and then look back at him. I stay quiet. Just eyeing him. His eyes, his beard. He looks a little tired as well "you?" I ask
He tilts his head a little "I'll live."
I smirk
"I'll tell Daryl you were awake for a minute. You need to rest" he tells me looking as if he's about to leave
I nod "thank you"
I move slightly to a more comfortable position and to try and sleep a little but stop immediately after I see him coming closer to me and only stare at him with a blank expression.
I feel a soft kiss on my forehead, which also felt weird because of his growing beard...
Before I can register what is happening he's walking away
I feel surprised and cant take my eyes off him until he disappears outside of the cell and I hear him go down the stairs...
What was that...?
Ohhhh It's happening! Just because all of you have been requesting Rick/Mac since the moment Lori died, or since she stood with him when Carl got shot... or was it before? I dont know, but you seem to like it when I give a hint of the pairing. I had to give y'all a little something for being such good readers (;
Daryl played nurse on her and broke her vein haha oops
Have a nice TWD night everyone! Dont let Negan own you.
