AN: hey short little chapter I know...I just wanted to keep my momentum going. Let me know what you think:)
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Chapter 11
Daryl sat on the chair in the clinic,staring in total and complete shock at the body of Miller on the clinic floor. Someone had placed a sheet covering the gruesome sight of his head, which had been bashed in with a baseball bat, but blood and brain matter had seeped through. He couldn't take his eyes away from the body, his head felt as though he was underwater. All the chaos in the clinic sounded as though it was coming from a distance.
Rick had let him into the clinic in the grips of what he heard them saying was a panic attack. She was gone again, he had failed her again. Rick should have just let him go and get himself killed. He couldn't track a car, they couldn't risk following the group. It was quite obviously Neegan, if he said he would kill her he meant it. She was gone, he failed her again and she was gone.
He could hear Wong and Rick and the group arguing in the background, but they were coming at him from a distance. Rick kept giving him worried glances. He glanced up as a sob permeated the air. The group that had been found Carol's first day had been living at the clinic, some still needed treatment and they hadn't been assigned housing. Daryl watched the man named Ethan sob into his hand as he stared at Miller's body on the floor. What the fuck! Who was this asshole? He didn't know these people.
Rick bent down in front of him putting his hand on Daryl's shoulder.
"Ya alright?" Rick asked in concern
He stared at Rick in confusion, no he was far from alright, he would never be alright again until he found her. It all suddenly became clear, he was giving up again, having no faith in her. She would stay alive for him, he knew that, he just had to find her. He made up his mind right then and there, he was leaving, he wouldn't stop looking until he found her, he wasn't going to give up on her like he did
Rick continued on sadly
"Miller apparently tried to stop them, from taking Carol and Sascha after Thomas got knocked out... "
Out of all of the remaining lieutenant's men Miller seemed to have bonded the most with the prison group. It was fucking impossible not to like the kid. Miller had been fiercely protective of Carol, she 'do become like a mother figure to him or older sister. Daryl put his hand over his face, oh god he hoped Carol didn't see Millers death, it would have devastated her. I'm so sorry Angel, he thought. He felt his breathing pick up at the thought of Carol in Neegan's hands. If anything happened to her, he would come completely undone. A sense of panic struck him, he had to get moving, he still might have a chance to catch up to them. He was about to voice this to Rick when it happened.
Across the clinic Daryl noticed Ethan stand up, glanced down at Miller's body and then very slowly make his way toward Rick and Daryl. What the fuck? He looked absolutely terrified, Rick and Daryl glanced at him as he stopped in front of them, clearing his throat his voice shook as he spoke
"You're wife, ...your wife 's Carol? right?"
Daryl nodded his head in confusion, and the man continued on
"You're wife saved my life, her and...that young man" he nodded at Miller and then started to sob "I'm so sorry...he said all he wanted was to raid you for medical supplies,...he was holding my sister said he'd kill her, he did anyway...they followed us to the back fence...I went to the fence and told the the patrol schedule..."
He was cut off as Daryl jumped out of his seat backing him up against the wall, his forearm in the man's throat, his tone infused with steel as he spoke"Where is he?"
AN: so...I killed Miller, I was surprised how upset I got about that...:( ...oh well he's alive in Starlight and I will probably revive him again sometime:)