Maggie has been guarding the clinic while the firefight raged. Jameson is stable but not fully conscious. She awoke a few times when the outside noises became too loud to ignore. Her heart rate skyrocketed but the nurse was able to give her more sedatives.
Maggie felt bad not being out fighting next to her family but she knew this job was just as important. Glenn was devastated that he witnessed Jameson's attack and couldn't do anything. She can't imagine what he felt when he was so helpless.
Jameson has only been here a few weeks but has grown on everyone. Glenn and her spend a lot of time on patrols. They have similar senses of humor and he has been enjoying the hilarious dynamic between Daryl and Jameson. It is rather amusing how much they fight. The quips that come out of her mouth are completely unfiltered at times. She isn't afraid of Daryl, which is pretty rare. Maggie wouldn't dare to try to push his buttons like Jameson does.
She has seen him looking at Jameson though and not in an angry way but something different. She couldn't figure it out because he is so harsh with her but after the attack, his reaction made everything obvious.
Maggie has figured out his game. He doesn't like to feel things and when he does he lashes out. It seems anger is go to reaction to anything upsetting or different, even it is something good for him. She doesn't think he's dick for it because she knows at his core he cares deeply for his family.
So Maggie is perfectly happy to protect the woman that has not only saved her husband and warned the town of danger but also opened up Daryl to feel something other than rage.
Jameson had been hearing odd things. First there was a lot of banging and pounding. It sounded like construction work. Then there was a lot of yelling. She tried to block it out because she just wanted to sleep. Her head hurt and her face felt like it had been smashed with a sledgehammer. Her mouth was throbbing and felt like it was packed with cotton.
When she started to hear gunfire though she knew she had to get up. If there was gunfire, there was danger and if there was danger it wasn't a goodtime to be napping. She pulled her arms but couldn't move them.
"Your ok Jameson. We got ya." Maggie said. "They are just protecting the town."
Jameson relaxed more after a strange wave of numbness rolled through her body.
She slept more and is just coming out of her drugged sleep. She can open her right eye but not her left. She coughs and winces when her jaw throbs when she opens her mouth. She runs her tongue around inside her mouth trying to stave off the dryness but she just gets gauze stuck to it. She feels cotton material packed into the left side of her mouth.
"gahk." She grunts out, disgusted by the blood she tastes.
"Shes wakin' up." Jameson hears someone say. "Tell the doctor and Daryl"
Jameson turns her head slightly and is able to see Maggie hovering near the bed.
"wha happa'n?"Jameson mumbles out
"You were beaten up. Do you remember being attacked? You were with Glenn outside." Maggie says.
Jameson tries to muddle through the fogginess and starts to recall what happened. She remembers being punched and then crushed by someone. She remembers stabbing him and then hacking at other man. Everything is confusing but she recalls lying on the ground and hearing Rick yell, "She Ain't Bit."
Jameson nods slightly but feels dizzy and squeezes her eyes shut. The left one throbs as she squeezes so she stops clench her face.
"Did tha come?" she mutters.
"Yeah they did. Yesterday. We held them off. We think we got them all but will be looking in the area." Maggie replies.
Jameson is about to ask if we lost anyone when she hears loud footstep pounding towards her.
She momentarily panics but then hears Daryl, "She good?"
"Shes doing good," Maggie responds, "I'm gonna step out and find Glenn."
"K." Daryl says as he walks into the room. He comes around the bed to the side where Jameson can see him.
"Hey ther'" he says quietly.
"Ya don ha tah whip'er" She mumbles while trying to lift the corner of her mouth.
Daryl shakes his head.
"Shuddup." He says with a smirk at her. He pulls a chair over next to bed. He's at eye level now so she doesn't have to tilt her head.
"thay ya ah" she says while holding her mouth shut to minimize the pain from talking.
"Don' talk, gonna hurt ya' fer awhile" he says softly.
His eyes are worried and his mouth is turned down in a frown.
Jameson reaches her hand out but is still restrained. Daryl notices and growls.
"Why tha fuck ya tied down?" he asks while unstrapping the belts.
"Imm. Danjahus," She mumbles jokingly.
He shakes his head and finishes removing the binds. He sits back down and lightly takes her hand, his thumb brushing back and forth against the curve of her wrist.
"Ya worried me." He says while watching his hand stroke hers.
She squeezes his hand and he looks up at her bruised face.
"Imm guhd." She says with a crooked smile. He smiles softly and replies,
"Yea ya are. Ya saved tha town by getting' us a warnin'" then adds, "ya saved Glenn and killed two of those fuckers."
She nods slightly. "Ya they wah asshos." She jokes.
He scoots his chair closer and leans into the bed, kissing her hand and then her unmarred cheek. He places his forehead against the side of her head,
"Thought I lost ya." He whispers while kissing her soft jaw.
"Don' do tha again." He says with a frown.
She lets out a weak cough laugh, "Iwol twy.
He pulls his face back and leans over to see her poor swollen jaw and eye.
"Are ya hurtin'?" he asks while his eyes scan the damage.
"nah mush." Jameson says while her eye droops. "Sweepie"
"Git some rest. I'll come back tonigh' " he says while kissing her forehead lightly.
Jameson falls into a dreamless sleep feeling heavy. The last thing she saw before finally closing her eye was Daryl's relieved face.
Daryl walks out of the clinic feeling like the weight on his chest was lifted slightly. He is still worried about her. Her injuries are terrible looking. The doctor had been worried about her having a brain bleed from how many times she had been hit. Fortunately the chances of having one have gone down now that her swelling is receding.
Daryl goes back to the North side wall to help with the repair work. They had to find more steel to weld over the holes left by the snowplow. Once they clear the dead outside near the opening they will remove all of the walkers smashed into the hole. Then they can close the opening.
He arrives and sees Abraham, Glenn and a few townies hauling corpses into truck beds.
"What tha fuck we doin' with all 'em?" he asks the group.
"Rick wants us to take them outside. We found a excavator and are digging a pit to burn the bodies in." Glenn replies.
"H-How is she?" he stammers.
"She's good." Daryl says while looking away. "She'll be good."
Glenn nods and opens his mouth to say something else but closes it without speaking. He just nods again and moves to pick up another dead body.
"We git a count on our dead?" Daryl asks.
"I think Rick and Deanna are trying to identify them and inform anyone about them before they announce a number. They don't want people getting hysterical."
Daryl nods and then moves on to help load the bodies.
The rest of the week is filled with disposing of walkers and burning their bodies. The town is blanketed with a thick smoke and ash. The smell from the fires is nauseating. They have repaired the walls and have discussed the measures they need to take to improve the barrier. They plan runs to nearby construction sites and places with metal shipping containers. They plan on breaking them down for additional fencing.
Rick also wants to add scouting spots along the wall with ladder access. They hadn't been able to take care of the vehicles pulled up against the wall or the men pulling walkers over them. With lookout holes near the top of the wall, gunmen can take care of threats easily.
The towns people are helping with the clean up and construction. Most are still shocked that their town was invaded. Most didn't even consider the other threats beyond the walls.
Rick has been organizing the clean up and construction. He hasn't decreased security yet; he is still waiting for any retaliation. He has snipers and scouts on the building tops and in the church tower.
The outside has been fairly quiet except for the increased number of walkers drawn to the area from the firefight. Overall everything is moving smoothly and people are beginning to celebrate surviving the difficult battle.
Rick and his group are being hailed as heroes because the part they played in the defense of the town and it's citizens. Once the flurry of tasks is completed there is a plan for a get together in the square. Food, booze and hopefully a lot of relaxing. For now they will focus on improving security and keeping their town safe from any other threats that may come.