A.N: Hey guys!

I wanted to try a chapter from Daryl Point of view…he is so complex that it seems impossible to get in his mind. Tell me if you liked it so I will try that again.

Thanks to my lovely reviewers you are seriously keeping me going, i made this chapter extra long for you.

Disclaimer: I still don't own the walking dead.

Chapter 7:

Daryl POV

When I heard the shot, and saw her fell, it was like the time stopped, like I fell with her.

Why the fuck did she do that for? I looked up to the three fuckheads, who seemed just as surprised as I was.

I used that in my advantage, I shot an arrow in the eye of the latino, threw my hunting knife in the throat of the black guy and the fat one, Hank, started to run away.

I jumped on my feet, ready to follow him to finish him but I realized that Ele was on the floor, bleeding.

"Ya better run pussy but I'll find ya! Dunno when but I sure as fuck will kill ya!" I turned to Ele. "Fuck woman, why ya always do shit like that?! Self-sacrificing idjit!" I kneeled down, pulling her into my lap. "Ele open your eyes...Ele please!" The blood on her shirt was spreading faster than I would have liked.

She moaned faintly, and right now this was the most beautiful sound in the world.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll save ya..." I lifted her, and started to run to the truck praying I wouldn't come face to face with a walker on our way back to the truck.

When we made it to the truck, I laid her down on the seat, I sat on the driver side, ripped my shirt and pulled her top half on my lap to make pressure on her wound to slow down the bleeding while driving.

"Ya better live cuz if ya don't, I'll kill ya! Ya gotta fight damn woman!" I growled. The 20 minutes drive to the prison was the longest of my life, Ele was getting paler and paler and her breathing was so quiet. Looking at her made me feel something strange, something I never felt before...it was like a stabbing pain in my chest stopping me from breathing. Kinda like when I got that fuckin' arrow in my side, but this pain was constant and widespread.

"Help! Help me!" I shouted as soon as I stopped the truck in front of the prison.

"What happened?" Asked Glenn and Maggie, running toward me. They were of guard duty and looking at their hair, they were probably fuckin' like horny rabbits.

"She got shot! Get Hershel and take him to the medic...Carry 'im if ya have to."

"But-"

"Just do it!" I roared, making them both jump back in surprise. "Fuckin' useless..." they were lucky my arms were busy carrying Ele or I would have punched some sense into Glenn. I rushed in the medic, and laid her on the bed. "You gonna be alrigh' Hershel fixed Carl, he can fix ya...And after that ya and I will talk about this stupid shit ya did."

Hershel came a little less than a minute later, breathing hard...to his defense he came fast for having one leg.

"Glenn told me she got shot. "

"Ya' some fuckers...i'll tell ya later now ya have to fix her."

"I'll try my best..."

"Nah ya don't 'try', ya fix'her ya understand me old man?"

Hershel looked at me and I didn't like what I saw there...Pity? Pain? I didn't need his shitty compassion I needed him to make her better.

Carol and Maggie were standing in the room, just behind Hershel.

"I need some help" said Hershel.

Maggie took a step forward, but I glared at her.

"I'll do it!" I told her, daring her to take one more step toward Ele.

"I have more experience Daryl be reas-"

"I said I'll do it! What don't ya fuckin' understand? I ain't useless I can do it!" I never hit a woman in my life but right now I couldn't swear I wouldn't do it if she took one more step.

"It's okay Maggie, Daryl will do just fine." He turned to me. "I need to see her wound, help me take off her shirt." He said, extending a pair of scissor.

I cut her shirt and grimaced when I saw her wound, the bullet touched her just above her right breast.

Hershel looked at the wound, but didn't say anything. "I need to see if the bullet is still in. Can you lift her?"

When I sat her up, and saw her back, my heart sank. She had scars...Scars I knew only too well.

Hershel paled seeing them.

"What is it?" Asked Maggie, seeing her father's face.

"Get out!" I shouted pointing at Maggie and Carol. "Don't let them see that, don't let anybody know." I whispered to Hershel. I was pleading and I knew it.

I was furious thinking about her scars, no wonder she didn't want to talk about her dad...If I could have a minute with him I would teach him...

"We need room. Why don't you let us finish this up?"

Carol and Maggie left without another word.

"The bullet is out which is good, I just need to clean the wound and close it, but she needs blood though...She lost too much."

I extended my arm. "Take mine."

"Daryl that's very generous, but we don't know her blood type."

The old man was really getting on my nerve. "I might be redneck but I ain't a complete idjit. My blood type is O somethin' like universal donor whatever shit it means, doc tol'me when I got stabbed a few years back." Another scar I owed to Merle stupid mouth.

"But..."

"But what?" I asked coldly. I got it then, the old fool thought my blood might not be good...Couldn't blame him for thinkin' that. "Ya think I would risk her life more? Ya think I'd give her bad blood?"

Hershel looked away, and I saw the shame in his face. "Sorry..."

I shrugged. "I'm used to people thinkin' shit'bout me. " Except for her, she talked shit to me but I could see in her eyes she didn't think bad of me and she said it, she said I was worthy, I was good... and she almost had me believe that today, for a minute I was her equal.

"Give me your arm" Hershel asked coming to stand beside me. He connected us and I was rapt by my blood leaving my veins, to get in hers.

While I gave my blood, Hershel cleaned the wound and stitched her up. He then rolled the heart monitor and hooked her up. I loved the steady beeping sound, it meant she was still with me...with us.

"Okay, I think she got enough for now." He said after a while. "Her heartbeat is pretty steady. I'll check later to see if we need more blood."

I nodded. "Okay." I saw a blanket by the door, and wanted to cover her up but i felt dizzy as soon as I stood up and barely caught myself on Ele's bed.

"You better get some food son and sleep for a bit. I took quite a lot of blood."

I shook my head. "I'm fine. I'm staying here..." I slowly made my way to the blanket, and put it on her.

"She will live son, just go and-"

"I told you I ain't goin' anywhere. I stay with her, ya understand."

Hershel sighed. "Fine." He reached for his crutches. "I'll be back in an hour to check on her...Just come for me if this number gets under 86 ok?" He added pointing to a green number that said '92'.

I pulled my chair closer to the bed and leaned in, removing hair from her forehead. "Thank you." I said before he got out.

Hershel looked at me with surprised and I realized it might have been the first time I ever thanked him. "You are welcome son, don't worry she will come back to you."

"She ain't mine, just my friend..."

Hershel smiled. "Of course she is."

"When she goin' to wake up?"

Hershel shook his head. "No idea...she lost an impressive amount of blood, I am surprised she is still alive to be honest. Her body went into shock; she will wake up on her own time."

"Ya scared me shitless ya know that?" I said touching her face, so happy her colors were coming back. "I never was as scared. Man, I thought my heart stopped when ya took that damn bullet for me."

My vision was getting blurry. I wouldn't cry! Only lil' girl and pansy cried! I closed my eyes and rested my head on her stomach, her quiet breathing and regular beeping soothing me. I probably fell asleep because I was startled by the door slamming open.

Rick and Tommy were there both breathless. Tommy eyes were red from crying and Rick glared.

"Is she going to live?" Asked Tommy, voice trembling.

I crouched in front of him. "Of course she will, d'ya think a bullet can take her down? She is a tough cookie. "

Tommy gave me a small smile. He looked down and saw my bruised arm. "You hurt too?"

I couldn't believe the kid. His sister, his only family, was lying there and he was concerned about me? The guy who got his sister shot? The stupid selfless gene was running in him too.

"Na I'm fine I had to give your sister some blood."

"What the hell happened here?" Asked Rick. "We leave she is fine...now she is shot when you were supposed to keep her safe."

"Not here, not now." I growled standing up.

"Yes here and now!" Rick took a step toward me trying his little chief routine, usually I didn't give a fuck...if it made you feel manly good for him but today my patience was wearing thin.

I took a step toward him too, standing straighter. "Well ya warned her didn't ya? Last night, I heard ya warn her about me."

"What were you doing there?"

"Needed to talk to her...can ask ya the same."

Rick glanced at Tommy who was standing by Ele's bed, taking her hand. He jerked his head. "Let's discuss out there."

"Be right back lil'man."

Tommy nodded, but kept his eyes on his sister.

As soon as we were out Rick nudged me. "Now talk."

"Ya' better don't do that again. Leader or not I will punch yer teeth out ya'understand. These guys came out of nowhere! And she was not supposed to be shot."

Rick snorted, it took all the restrain I had not to punch his nose inward.

"Fuck hell if ya don't wanna listen, why ya ask fuckin' questions. Now shut yer damn yapper. The bullet was for me, she pushed me."

"She took a bullet for you?" He asked.

I nodded sharply. "Dunno why. Y'all wouldn't. She jest jump out of nowhere. She saved my life."

"You were sloppy, I know you... you should have heard them come from far away, I know how good of a hunter you are."

I looked away. He was right I was sloppy...feeling her body against mine, her sweet smell, her...I shook my head. Now was not the time for that...not now, not ever. "Got distracted."

"By what?"

"Don't matter...I fucked up alright? That's what ya wanna hear? "

"Yes!" He replied, crossing his arms on his chest.

"But it's yer fault too! They were Governor's men! Told ya he'd get back up in no time!"

Rick got down his high horses. "Governor? Are you sure?"

"Like hell I am! So don't play god almighty. I fucked up and ya did too so don't come'round givin' me shit." I walked back in the medic room, nudging him on my way in.

When I walked in, Tommy was lying beside Ele, resting his head on her good shoulder.

"Maybe you should go for a while." Said Rick to me as he walked back in too.

"No, I know Ele would want him here." Tommy interrupted, staying by his sister.

"See, the kid say so. I'm good here. "

Rick nodded with defeat. "I need to check on the others and speak with Hershel. I'll be back in a bit."

"Ya do that." I replied, sitting back in the chair I was in earlier.

"I know it's not your fault" Tommy said after Rick left.

It made my stomach jump and I hadn't even realized how much I needed to hear these words. It was just a kid, he was not even there when it all happened and yet it was good to hear.

"Thanks kid but I still kinda mess up."

"Doesn't matter..." he sighed, and turned around delicately so he could look at me. "Do you want to know a secret?"

"Always"

"My sister...She likes you."

I nodded as my heart started to beat faster, stupid part of me I couldn't keep in check. "I kinda like her too."

He smiled. "Nah, I mean she likes you."

I laughed, and shook my head. "And how ya know that uh? Ya a mind reader. "

"No, she just looks at you differently than she does anybody; I never saw her look to anybody else like that before."

"Like what?" I asked hoping that my stupid eagerness wouldn't be noticed.

"Like you are the sun and she is in your orbit."

I snorted...he was just a kid, what did he know? I wanted to believe him but I knew it was wrong, it shouldn't be like that...I wanted him to be wrong but hoped he wasn't. Fuck, I was becoming a pansy!

"What happened to her kid?"

Tommy paled. "What do you mean?"

"I saw her back kid. I won't tell...what happened?"

His eyes filled up with tears. Please don't cry I don't know how to deal with tears I begged silently.

"I happened."

"What d'ya mean?"

"My dad hated me because I killed my mother. Ele...Ele protected me."

I felt sick, and part of me wished their pa was here; I would walk out and killed him right this minute. Ele did what Merle never did for me...she stood between her father and her baby brother...it explained what Glenn said 'bout her goin' to college with the kid.

I didn't know what to tell him, nothing couldmake this better...people sucked and sometimes family sucked even more.

At this moment Hershel walked in. "Hey Tommy, how are you?"

"Ele will be okay?"

Hershel nodded, looking at the heart monitor. "Of course she will, give her a few days and she will be as good as new. Why don't you go see Carl for a while he is worried about you? I promise we will call you if she opens an eye."

"Promise?" He asked but he was looking at me.

"Swear to god lil'man."

He smiled and left.

"She heartbeat is not as strong as I would like...I already took quite a bit of your blood but..."

I extended my arm. "Just take what ya need."

As Hershel took my blood, I started to see white dots in front of my eyes, and it was like I was going to vomit. I raised my hand to grab the bed and realized it was shaking.

"You are shaking Daryl we have to stop!" Hershel gasped.

"Does she need more?"

"No, I think we're good I swear, and if she needs you'll still be here tomorrow. We have to take that out of you."

"You ain't fuckin' lyin' right?"

"No I am not, it's enough."

I sighed letting him unhook me, hoping I wouldn't puke in the process.

"You are almost as pale as her Daryl, you need food and rest."

"I ain't movin'." To be honest I wasn't sure I could even move.

"Yea I figured that much...I'll have someone bring you something to eat...in the meanwhile." He reached for another blanket and threw it to me. "Just try to rest a bit okay?"

"Guess so..."

Hershel opened his mouth to say something before closing it, he shook his head and walked away...what was his fuckin' problem?

As soon as the door closed behind him, I leaned on the chair covering myself to the neck with the blanket.

"Damn girl, ya take all my blood now you can survive anything." I closed my eyes.

"Darylina has a girlfriend...too precious! Ya goin' to braid each other hairs...paint your toenails and shit?" I opened my eyes to see Merle standing in front of me. I knew I was dreaming or hallucinating like that day in the woods. I knew it wasn't real firstly because there was no way in hell the group would let him walk alive in this prison after everything that happened, and secondly this version of Merle had his two hands.

I closed my eyes.

"Awww come on Darylina you ain't gonna ignore yer big brother are ya? You gonna hurt my feelin'"

"You ain't got any feeling."

"You banged her yet?"

I opened my eyes. "Don't talk shit about her!"

Merle grinned. "That got yer attention eh? So did ya?"

"It's not like that."

Merle laughed. "Ah come on who ya tryin' to shit? I know ya lil'brother, I've know ya my whole life. Ya don't care 'bout women touchy feely crap. Ya remember Rhonda? She was drunk as a skunk ya' still banged her in front of everybody on the pool table at-"

"Enough! She ain't Rhonda! And I ain't the same Daryl"

"Nah she is cuter...doesn't rock Rhonda hot body though. And yer the same, always will be" Merle took a step toward Ele, and even if I knew it was not real just having him looking at her made me sick. "Uh...she makes you hard? Where do ya' picture it? In the shower? In her bed? In yours? Maybe in the woods? Or your ol'time favourite...the back of yer pick-up."

Images of a dream I had, her and I in the shower popped into my mine for a second.

Merle laughed even more. "Yer blushin'? Fuck bro ya really a pussy!"

"She ain't like the others, Rhonda has nothin' on her. She is...She is...Ele, she is Ele."

Merle looked at me wide eyed. "Holy shitballs! Lil'bro is in love! Luuuuuvvvvveeeee, I wanna kiss ya, I wanna marry ya, I wanna bang'ya."

"Shut up!"

"I wanna yer babies..." Merle shook his head. "Yer crazy brother, ya think a girl like her will want a guy like us?" He shook his head. "Stop dreamin' yer lil'girl fairytale Darylina. She's a doctor, yer trailer trash...What d'ya think goin' to happen uh? You gonna have long talk 'bout medical, or other smart shit?" He snorted. "Or maybe she'll be happy with yer favourite subject...huntin' and bait."

"She likes me, she think I'm worthy."

"Of what? Her? Please Darylina don't tell me ya fell for that? Yer one of the last men on this planet! Ya can't even speak proper english!"

"And ya can?"

"Never said I could but I ain't in love with a fuckin' doctor."

"I don't love her!"

"Uh huh...well it's all good then, Darylina won't get her lil'heart broken."

"Go to hell brother."

Merle smile faded. "I'm already there."

"Daryl? Daryl? Wake up Daryl." Merle voice transformed progressively into Carol's voice.

I opened my eyes to see her concerned face. "You are scarily pale."

"I'll be fine just let me be okay? What d'ya want?"

"I brought you food." She replied, pointing at the plate on the table. "Do you need anything else?"

"Nah, how's the lil'man doing? Tommy."

"Not bad considering, he is a tough kid."

"Jest like his sister...She's one hell of a woman."

Carol smiled, patting my shoulder. "She is going to wake up soon I know it."

I nodded, reaching for the plate. "Thanks for the food."

"And if you need to talk, about anything I'm there."

"Don't need to talk."

"Just putting it out there."

I started to eat looking down at my plate until I heard the door close. I looked up to the heart monitor it was saying '110' now I presumed it was good.

I finished my food and rested my head on her stomach again, enjoying her breathing motions...Fuck Merle was right, not that I wanted her but if I did it was just Fuckin' stupid to think it could work but right now I just needed to make sure she was better.

I fell asleep and was awaken by a hand gently stroking my hair...Was I dreamin'?

I opened my eyes, and met Ele beautiful greenish eyes. "Hey" she rasped still caressing my hair.

I smiled. "Hey to ya too" I replied not moving from the spot, I was just scared it was a hallucination again.

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

That couldn't be a dream, only the real Ele could be that stupidly selfless. I regrettably left my spot on her stomach. "Nah ya idjit I ain't hurt. Ya are and let me tell ya, we'll have a long talk once yer better."

She smiled. "Ah yes, you are still just the same."

I shook my head...That stupid woman was goin'to be the death of me, my personal hell on legs.