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Chapter 14
When Shane went upstairs he realized it was freezing. He shivered and pulled his jacket closer to him. He walked to Daryl's room to see if the kid was still awake even though it was close to midnight. To his dismay, Daryl was sleeping but there was something was wrong. The kid was shivering like crazy and Shane realized that he only had one blanket when everyone else had three. His eyes narrowed and he went quietly from room to room. He knew someone had taken them. He had a good idea who it was too. He wasn't disappointed when he walked into Lori's room. He flicked the light on and saw Carl and Lori covered in a good eight blankets. "You bitch!" he yelled angrily. Lori jumped up, "What are you doing here Shane? Get out." Shane stood firm, "Give me two of those blankets then. They're Daryl's. I don't know who gave you permission to go around and take blankets." Lori sighed, "Here take them. I don't know why you have to give the kid three as well. It's not like he does anything anyway. If he dies we won't have lost anything."
Shane kept himself under control and slammed the door behind him as he left. He walked back to Daryl's room and opened the door. "Shane?" a soft voice asked from inside. "Yea I'm here. What's wrong?" Shane asked. Daryl shivered, "I'm really cold." Shane felt so bad as he heard Daryl's shivering voice and shaking body. "Don't worry I got you some extra blankets." The kid rolled over to face him and sniffed loudly. Another shudder ran through his body and he curled into a tighter ball. Shane pulled the blankets from under his arm and spread them over the shaking kid. Daryl pulled them close to his body as if they were a lifeline and Shane could see the shivering start to slow down. "You ok then?" he asked. Daryl nodded and buried his head in the blankets, "I'm sorry for getting mad earlier. I know you wouldn't do that." Shane looked at the younger boy who was now staring up at him, "I shouldn't have said what I did. It wasn't right." Daryl shook his head, "You were right. I told you before they don't like me here." Shane sighed, "But you're not leaving." Daryl nodded, "No." Shane smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow morning then." Daryl nodded again, "Ok." Shane walked out into the hall and went down the steps. He felt like he should go to sleep but he wasn't tired. He was to mad at Lori and what she had done.
He ended up sleeping on the couch downstairs but woke up when Hershel came downstairs. "Shane? What are you doing down here?" Hershel asked. Shane yawned, "Felt like sleeping down here." Hershel shrugged and set about in the house as more people came down the stairs. After a little while Daryl came down and he looked bad. Shane didn't know how else to describe him. The kid was constantly sniffing and walking like he had just had a big night at a bar. There were dark circles around his eyes and Shane had a feeling the kid was sick. His thoughts were confirmed when Daryl let loose a fit of coughing. Shane laid down for a minute. "Shit," he breathed. He got up and walked into the kitchen area. He knew exactly who was responsible for this. He decided not to make a big scene about it as Daryl slowly sat down and got something to eat. Shane sat down next to him. Daryl glanced at him and Shane raised his eyebrows. The kid shook his head slightly and went back to eating slowly. Shane was seriously getting sick of having people hate Daryl and cause him this pain.
All of a sudden Daryl was up and moving quickly towards the stairs. "Oh god," Shane muttered and followed Daryl up the stairs. He heard a door shut quickly followed by retching noises coming from the bathroom. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," he said as he walked towards the closed door, "Daryl you ok?" There wasn't any response for a minute but then the door opened, "Yea I think so." Shane breathed out, "Come on. Let's get you back to your room. Do you enjoy having people take care of you? I swear if you break a bone after you get better…" Daryl smiled slightly, "I didn't think I'd be heaving my guts up. I thought it was just a cold." Shane nodded, "Me too." Daryl slowly made his way back to his room and then laid down. Shane made sure that the window was shut before he sat down next to Daryl. He put his hand to the kid's head and nodded, "You got yourself a fever Daryl." Daryl sighed, "Great. More time to spend lying around and doing nothing." Shane stopped him from going on, "I don't want you doing anything at all. Get some rest. I don't care if you can't do anything but you're not pushing yourself to do anything." Daryl started to protest, "But I can at least help do something. I don't want to be useless." Shane once again stopped his ranting, "You're not useless Daryl so stop saying that," he rubbed the kid's hair once, "Go to sleep. I promise if anything happens you can come help ok?" Daryl nodded, "Ok"
God I've realized that I really do enjoy having Daryl lie around. He'll get into action soon enough. -DucksFan1510