Daryl's P.O.V

I wake up to the sound of my brother's voice "Why don't you pull that arrow out, dummy? You could bind your wound better."

I open my eyes and I can see him but I know he can't be there "Merle" I mutter.

"What's going on here? You taking a siesta or something?" He asks, talking about my fucked up look

"Shitty day, bro" I reply

"Like me to get you a pillow? Maybe rub your feet?" Merle asks sarcastically.

"Screw you" I mutter back

"Huh-uh. You're the one screwed from the looks of it. All them years I spent trying to make a man of you, this is what I get? Look at you. Lying in the dirt like a used rubber. You're gonna die out here, brother. And for what?" He asks.

"A girl. They lost a little girl." I tell him.

"So you gotta a thing for little girls now?" He asks with a smirk

"Shut up!" I growl

"Oh that's right your getting cosy with the Scottish girl ain't ya? What's her name again, Genevieve? Gwendolyn?"

My chest tightens "Guinevere" I mutter.

"That's right, Guinevere, she's way out of your league little brother. Is that why you ain't out looking for old Merle anymore? You're getting some from some girl?"

His comment pisses me off "Tried like hell to find you bro"

"Like hell you did. You split, man. Lit out first chance you got."

He's pissing me off more and more "You lit out, all you had to do was wait. We went back for you. Rick and I, we did right by you"

"This the same Rick that cuffed me to the rooftop in the first place? Forced me to cut off my own hand? This him we're talking about here? You his bitch now?" Merle asks.

"I ain't nobody's bitch" I snap.

"You're a joke is what you are, playing errand boy to a bunch of pansy-asses, niggers, democrats and foreigners. You're nothing but a freak to them. Redneck trash. That's all you are. They're laughing at you behind your back. You know that, don't you? I got a little news for you, son. One day they gonna scrape you off their heels like you was dogshit. Hey. They ain't your kin, your blood. Hell, you had any damn nuts in that sack of yours, you'd got back there and shoot your pal Rick in the face for me. Now you listen to me. Ain't nobody ever gonna care about you except me, little brother. Nobody ever will. Come on, get up on your feet before I have to kick your teeth in. Lets go" He kicks my foot over and over again.

I come too properly to realize it's not Merle at my foot, it's a walker trying to bite me through my boot. I scramble up and kick it away from me and try and reach my crossbow. The walker gets on top of me and I punch it over and over until I got it on its back and scramble to my feet and grab a thick branch as another walker comes at me and I beat in the skull of the first walker. Wrenching the bolt out of me then readying my crossbow with great difficulty because of the pain in my side but I manage to take down the second walker before it can touch me. I pass out again.

I wake up and look around quickly, checking for walkers before I pull myself up into a seating position and take my shirt off, fold it into a pad, press it to my wound and tie it in place. Damn, Gwen was right, the shirt didn't last long. I grab Sophia's doll and eat raw squirrel before cutting the ears off the walkers and putting them on a string before climbing back up the hill.

I'm almost there when I hear Merle say "Please, don't feed the birds. What's the matter, Darylina? That all you got in you? Throw away that purse and climb."

I'm trying and his voice isn't helping and I mutter "I liked it better when you was missing."

"Come on, don't be like that. I'm on your side." Merle states.

"Yeah? Since when?" I snap

"Hell, since the day you were born, baby brother. Somebody had to look after your worthless ass."

"You never took care of me. You talk a big game but you was never there. Hell, you ain't here now. Guess some things never change." I say bitterly

"Well, I'll tell you what- I'm as real as your chupacabra."

"I know what I saw!"

"And I'm sure them shrooms you ate had nothing to do with it, right?" he says sarcastically. "Come on boy, climb! You don't wanna die and leave that pretty girl of yours with that other cop do ya? I get the attraction, it seems every guy on that camp sees how hot she is. I know I would be trying for a piece of her ass, it's only a matter of time till Shane does. You've already had it haven't you little brother?"

"You'd best shut the hell up." I growl

"Or what? You're gonna come up here and shut my mouth for me? Well, come on and do it then, if you think you're man enough! Hey, kick off them damn high heels and climb, son. You know what? If I were you I'd take a pause for the cause, brother. 'Cause I just don't think you're gonna make it to the top. Come on. Come on, little brother. Grab your friend Rick's hand."

I pull myself up the last bit and stagger to my feet and he's gone "Yeah, you'd better run!" I shout.

I work my way back to camp. That's my girl he was talking about and there's no way in hell Shane is getting anywhere near her, ever again.