AHHH! I can't believe it! The end of season 3 is here! It's in two parts, just to get a little bit of everything in there :) But don't you worry my gorgeous spring chickens, there is a Prequel to this being written! So that'll keep us all occupied until the fourth season comes out ;) I get the fourth season in like, October or something, but the Prequel is going to be pretty long, like how Callie met Daryl, how they got to be so close, yada yada yada, so I hope that will be good! I have college for the next few months which will be pretty intense, so I'm sorry if the Prequel isn't up as quickly as I hope it will be, but I have lots of coursework to do!
Shawnamber: OOOOFT yeah they would ;) I'm gonna put that in this chapter, add my own little twist to it :D
I was also thinking about putting a naked zombie in this last episode, because let's face it, there aren't enough naked zombies around. I can't believe that not one person was nibbled on whilst they were taking a shower or after a bit of sexy time with the husband or wife.
Anyway, on with the story! Love you all lots!
Elly xxx
Callie stayed rooted to the spot as Daryl sobbed next to her, and Merle walked towards him, stumbling over the body he was eating. She watched as Daryl suddenly became frightened, and pushed his brother away. The sound of his sobs tore at her heart, and she wanted to help but her feet just wouldn't move. Her own eyes filled up with tears as Daryl pushed his brother to the ground, and stabbed him in the head.
She closed her eyes and looked away until the sound of metal hitting bone stopped, and she walked slowly over to Daryl. She watched as other walkers noticed where they were, and she wiped her eyes even though they filled straight back up with tears again. She knelt down beside Daryl, who's body had just given way underneath him. "We have to go" she whispered, and Daryl shook his head. "Daryl please, we have to go" she said a little louder.
Daryl shook his head again, and Callie took his face in both her hands, tears falling down her own cheeks. "I know it's hard, I know, but we have to go now. He's safe now, he can't hurt anymore. We have to go" she said, and Daryl shook his head, sobs escaping his lips. "Daryl, please. I'm not leaving you here and I know you don't want to leave him, but we have to go. Now" she said, the occasional sob interrupting her words.
Daryl stood up and grabbed his crossbow, taking one last look at Merle before the two ran off down the road. Once they were far enough away, Callie threw her arms around Daryl's neck as he sobbed for his life into her shoulder. She tried to stay strong, tried not to cry, but no matter how hard she tried she just couldn't.
Daryl kept one arm tightly locked around her waist as they walked back to the prison, and Callie took down the walkers in their way as they ran up to the main gate. Daryl said nothing as he walked in, holding onto Callie's arm like a lost child, his head hung. Callie shook her head to the others as they walked in, and everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say or do. Daryl said nothing as he packed his stuff into a box, and Callie pulled his hand gently away.
He sat down on the bed and stared at the floor for a while as Callie put everything into the box, and suddenly he stood up, alert. He took the box from Callie and walked out with her to the car. Callie stopped and looked in on Carl, who was packing Dixie's stuff into his bag. She smiled as Dixie walked over to her, and Carl looked over and smiled slightly back at her.
Callie walked out into the sunlight and put her box into the car, and Daryl pulled her in close as the others drove them round and out of sight. "You ready for this?" he asked, and she nodded, looking down at Dixie next to her, wagging his tail happily, unaware of what they were doing. "Let's go then" he said, and Callie jogged over to Beth, Carl and Hershel. "Ready?" she asked and Beth nodded. Callie didn't want to do this, but she knew that being in the prison would mean Daryl risking his life for her, and Dixie's chances of getting out would be slim.
She grabbed a small bag and jogged with the three of them to the car Glenn was moving. Callie threw her bag into the backseat and patted it for Dixie to jump up. He did and Callie shut the door, jogging round to the other side and getting in next to him. Beth sat with baby Judith in her arms, and Glenn drove off. He pulled up just beside some tree's, and Callie, Dixie, Beth, Carl and Hershel jumped out. Callie grabbed her bag and squinted back towards the prison, before walking a little further into the trees.
They crouched down, watching as the prison started to look derelict bit by bit. Just as Callie was getting comfortable on the grass, the four of them tensed up at the sound of trucks. Carl and Callie stayed in front of the others, Dixie standing next to Beth and the baby firmly. They watched as 3 trucks drove into the prison, stopping as the first cars tyres were blown by the nails in the ground. Callie and Carl shared a quick high five, their hands still holding as they watched on in anticipation and angst.
Callie shuddered as she watched the Governor step out of the car, and physically had to stop herself from running out after him. Suddenly, like a clap of thunder, shots tore through the prison field, taking down walkers. Callie and Carl's hands tightened, and they kept on guard for walkers that could come ear them, attracted by the sound. Callie heard an explosion, and looked back at the prison, her heart racing at what she might see.
She breathed out in relief as the guard tower became rubble that fell to the ground like rain. The men and women in the truck had taken out all the walkers in the field, and nothing happened for a few seconds. "What're they doing?" Carl asked. "Probably swimming in their own glory" Callie answered softly, and the two shared a snigger at the thought. A truck suddenly burst to life as the rest of the men followed it, crashing through the gates. Callie inhaled sharply, hoping and praying the gate wasn't completely broken.
The men walked around the courtyard and Callie watched as the Governor did nothing but stand there. She could imagine the look on his face, the authority and glory slightly crumpled by the annoyance of not finding anything or anyone. The Governor suddenly disappeared into the prison, and Callie watched the other men for a while, hardly any of them knowing what to do, or so she could see. For a while, they sat around just watching the prison.
Then, all of a sudden, the prison alarms began to blare, and the massive group of people who went inside came pouring out of the doors and down the steps, only to be met by gunfire from Glenn and Maggie. "I should be there" Carl said, and looked at Callie. She looked from the prison back to Carl, and then over at Hershel and Beth. "Okay, you stay here. Keep Dixie here, if anything happens, you gotta leave okay?" she whispered, and Hershel nodded, his face telling her to go.
Just as she stood up to leave, the cars sprung to life, driving off quickly into the other direction. Callie grinned and squealed to herself at the sight of them leaving, and heard someone talking behind her. She turned around and gaped for a moment at what she saw, completely taken aback. Her hand hovered over her knife, but did nothing as she stared at the walker in front of her. The sight almost made her giggle, a completely naked walker. She plunged a knife deep into it's skull, and watched it flop to the floor.
She felt bad for the once person, and thought for a moment before removing her jacket and covering it up, at least giving it some final dignity in it's death. She dove back into the bushes just in time to see Carl shoot down a boy, a teenager, who was handing over a gun.
She stopped and stared at him, her mouth slightly open in shock of what he did. He looked behind at her, his face cold and set, almost setting a little fear into the pit of her stomach. Callie clicked for Dixie as Hershel nodded for her to go back to the group, and she set off, taking down a few walkers as she sprinted back to the prison. She grinned as she saw Daryl, and sprinted up straight into his arms, his tightening around her body. "You okay?" he asked, and she nodded.
"We did it. We drove them out" Rick said. "We should go after them" Michonne said. "We should finish it" Daryl added, and Callie interlocked hr fingers with his. "It is finished, didn't you see them hightail outta here?" Maggie asked. "They could re-group" Glenn said, and Callie's initial happiness suddenly fading away. "We can't take the chance he's not gonna stop" he added. "You're right, we can't keep on like this" Carol said, and Callie lent against Daryl's shoulder.
"We can't take the fight back to Woodbury we barely made it back last time" Maggie said. "Don't care" Daryl said, and Rick sighed. "Let's check on the others" he said, and walked back inside the prison. Callie watched as Beth walked through with the baby, followed by Carl and Hershel. Callie felt her body suddenly pulled backwards, and Daryl squeezed his body against hers tightly. "Glad you're okay" he said, and Callie smiled. "Likewise" she said back, and turned around, her head burying into Daryl's chest.
She was impressed, happy even, that he had taken so quick to get over having to kill his brother, but knew that what the Governor did just fuelled his fire even more. She cuddled into his strong arms and sighed. They were safe, for now, but she deep down inside her, a fear had already set in of what was to come.