…..Daryl POV…
Daryl heard a set of footsteps in his room and looked up. "Carol!" He yelled as she ran over hugging him. He hugged her back and smiled until she pulled back. She had tears streaming down her face, and blood by her head. "What's wrong?" He said whipping her tears away. She looked down. "Daryl…you have to shoot me." He jerked back in panic. "What?! NO!? Carol!?" She lifted her shirt up revealing a nasty bite. "You have to kill me Daryl, you have to." He let the tears fall openly pulling her to him. "No, Carol, god no. Oh God Carol please no…no no no no no no…Carol." Suddenly he felt a searing pain on his shoulder and looked down to see blood running down his shirt. He cried out, and Carol rose up face to face with him. Her eyes were fogged over, and she had his blood all over her face.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He flew up in bed sweaty and shaking. He looked down at his shoulder seeing it was still in one piece and sighed in relief. "Just a nightmare…"he whispered to himself. He slowed his breathing and took in the quiet of the cellblock. "Maggie?" he called nervously, still shaken from the nightmare. He heard footsteps and Carl walked in."Maggie's in the yard with Glen, Beth ,and Merle. There was a breach earlier and some walkers got in. They fixed it and everyone's ok, they are just making sure there isn't any more holes anywhere. You alright Daryl?" He nodded. "Yeah kid. Any sign of them yet?" Carl shook his head, and despite trying to hide it, Daryl could tell he was worried. "He's gonna be ok kid, he always is." Carl nodded thanks. "So is Carol." Then he walked out and Daryl dropped back down out of breath. He could feel himself losing energy, despite trying to fight it off.
His thoughts drifted back to Carol. God he was pissed they had let her go. For HIM. She could die for him today, because he let goddammed emotions get in the way. His hand flew up to his head as the thought brought on another wave of dizziness. "Damn…"He HATED feeling weak. Fuckin HATED it. He thought back to conversation they had before she left. He thought he had dreamt it, that is until Merle had mentioned her singing. He could still remember her voice, saying every word, then singing his favorite song to him, softly sobbing. He wanted to make it right .If she really loved him, really, like she said, he would find out. Then he would show her how much he loved her. "Come back to me woman…" He said to the top of the bunk, before drifting back into restless sleep.
…Carol POV…
Carol nearly jumped out of her seat when Rick woke her, saying they were there. "Whoa girl. Broken ankle remember?" She huffed as he pulled in, Maggie and Glen shutting the gate behind them. Rick got out and talked to Maggie and Glen for a moment then he opened the door and gently pulled her out. "Glen get the bag, we need to get her to Hershel." She thrashed in his arms. "No! Daryl needs him first!" rick sighed. "Okay Carol, but he's gonna have a fit when we bring you in there like this." She glared at him. "Daryl, now." He sighed and walked towards the prison, Glen at his heels. Merle ran up beside her and Rick. "You alright Mouse?" She nodded. "Yeah Merle, Just damn peachy. Got the medicine for Daryl though." In spite of himself Merle laughed. "Hmmm Mouse; I think my brother is rubbing off on you. She cracked a smile at that and Merle opened the door for Rick, so he could carry her inside. "He's been real worried about ya Mouse. Rick, he's planning on kicking your ass into next week." Rick nodded. "Figured, kind of deserve it, look at her. I should have gone alone." She grabbed ricks collar forcing him to look at her.
"If you had gone alone, you would be dead." He sighed in consent. "Your right Carol, Thank you." Merle looked confused for a moment then shrugged it off. "Come on Rick, he needs that medicine." Rick nodded. "Hershel!Come on! We got Daryl's medicine!" The old man came hobbling out of his cell, Carl behind him Judith in hand. "Thank the Lord." He said as Glen helped him up the stairs. "What happened to you Carol?" He said worryingly, in a fatherly tone. She smiled and waved it off. "Nothing doc, Rick here is just getting some exercise." Rick rolled his eyes. "Merle's right Daryl is rubbing off on you. She broke her ankle we think Hershel, but she won't let you look at her until you are done with Daryl." Rick froze in front of Daryl's cell.
"You ready Carol? He's gonna be pissed." Carol sighed. "How's he been?" Carl spoke up before Hershel. "He's losing energy, but he's been waking up." She nodded and took a deep breath. "Take me in and sit me farther away so He can't tell my leg is hurt as easily. He'll probably guess though, I mean, he's Daryl."
Rick nodded and Merle whispered into her ear lightly. "You risked your life for my brother today. Thank you for looking out for him." She whirled on Merle in shock as Rick carried her in Daryl's room. Did Merle Dixon just say thank you?!Damn the world really has ended.
Guys, this one is a little lighter in the end, didn't want it all so totally depressing, and wanted to show the bonds between the others a little too. I probably won't update again this week, I am moving and we are gonna be super busy, so probably no more until I'm all settled in sometime next week, but I will try to get to it when I can. I love you guys, let me know what you think, I am so grateful to all of you reading this, and don't worry, you find out what happened to Merle and Beth soon enough. Keep reading!Please check out some of my others stories soon, I might be posting a new one late next week. Bye!