Chapter 21

A/N: Ello lovelies. If you haven't figured out, that is what I call my story fans. Haha! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter! :)
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Carol sighed as she looked over at Daryl who was asleep. She hadn't been able to fall asleep. She couldn't stop thinking about The Governor. He knew where they were, for all she knew, he could be outside right now. She sat up. She needed to go outside. She need some air. Carol stood up, and looked down at Daryl. She knelt down beside him and kissed his forehead before walking down the steps. She would've made it outside if someone hadn't called her name.
"Carol? What are you doing up at this hour?" A very tired Faith leaned against the doorframe, rubbing her eyes.
"I couldn't sleep. I just need some air." Carol stepped outside. Faith wasn't going to allow her to be out there alone. Who knew what was out there. She grabbed her knife and headed outside after her.
"I'm not letting you walk around outside, at night, alone. So I'm coming with you. We don't even have to talk if you don't want." Faith caught up to her, and slowed down to a walk.
"You are persistant, aren't you?" Carol looked over at her. "I suppose you're right." A moment of silence fell between them. "I can't stop thinking about The Governor." Carol finally said. "I'm afraid. Afraid because he knows where we are, and could attack at any given time. Truth is, I don't feel safe here anymore. I can't say anything, because I know everyone still feels at home here, and that we can defend this place. I'm not saying we aren't strong enough, it's just, he has a lot of people in his town. There is no way we can handle all those people." She stopped and crossed her arms. "I just don't know."
Faith nodded as Carol finished. "I know what you mean. I'm sure everyone feels scared, Carol. I know I do." She admitted. She was scared that they wouldn't make it once The Governor attacked. They couldn't stay here, but at the same time, they couldn't run.
"Well, thank you for listening to me, Faith. We better get back inside before Daryl wakes up and goes mad." Carol gave the young girl a small smile.
Faith chuckled and shook her head. "Alright, you go back to your boy toy." Faith lead the way back inside.

Carol quietly walked up the steps. She slowly laid back down. She jumped as she heard a voice.
"Where were ya?" Daryl asked, looking over at her.
"I just went for a walk outside, that's all. Don't worry, Faith was with me." Carol tried to steady her heartbeat.
"Why were you out for a walk in the middle of the night?" He turned toward her, leaning on his arm so he could see her.
"I had some things on my mind, that's all. But it's fine. I talked to Faith." Carol didn't really want to tell Daryl about what she thought, but at the same time, she wanted to pour her heart out to him.
"What things?" Daryl was slightly concerned by this point.
Carol sighed and sat up. She might as well be honest with him. "I don't feel safe here anymore."
Daryl looked at her. She didn't feel safe? "What?"
"I don't feel safe here. The Governor could attack us at any moment. There aren't very many of us, compared to his whole town. I fear for all our lives. I don't think we should stay here anymore. Even if this is our home, it might not be for long." Carol flopped back on the mattress. "I think we should leave. We can't stay here. But I know, we can't run either."
Daryl was speechless. He had no idea what to say to her. Everything she said made perfect sense. She was right. With The Governor knowing where they were, he could come at any given moment. But they couldn't leave. They had to fight. "Carol.. we can't leave. We need to fight back. We're a strong bunch." Daryl sighed. "I know it might be a little scary, the thought of what could happen. But we're strong, and we've fought through worse." He brought her close to him. "Try not to worry about it. I won't let anything happen to you again."
Carol let a tear roll down her cheek before she looked up at him. "I love you." She whispered, and snuggled up close to him.
"I love ya too." He smiled, and closed his eyes.

Chaos. That was the only word Carol could use to describe the scene unfolding before her. Bullets were flying every where as she hid behind the guard tower. She didn't know where Daryl was. She was alone. The Governor had come, just like she predicted. And he had brought a lot of people with him. They were definately out numbered. She peered around the corner, trying to see where everyone was. She could see some of the people firing at them. She had to take a chance. Carol raised her rifle, and aimed. She was shocked when she saw the person fall. She actually did. She actually killed a human being. Quickly, she ducked back behind the guard tower. She could hear the shouts of everyone in the distance. She aimed again, and they went down. No one seemed to notice her, so it was easy for her to aim and kill. Carol took aim once again, but this time, it didn't go so well. She cried out in pain as a bullet hit her right in the arm she held the gun in. She dropped it instantly, and ducked back behind the tower, but not before another bullet hit her leg. Blood trickled down her arm and her leg. They had spotted her, and now, she was trapped. She only hoped that someone would find her, someone that was on her side. Her breathing was heavy as the pain got more intense every second. She prayed for the first time in a long time, for Daryl to find her.

Daryl fired his crossbow, sending a young man to his death. He felt terrible because Carol knew exactly this would happen. The only thing that was different was they were doing pretty good. No one had gotten shot, atleast, not to his knowledge. It seemed that The Governor's army was slowly fading, and only about ten people remained. And that was including The Governor. Daryl wanted to find him in this mess and kill him. Just as he thought about it, he spotted him at a truck. Perfect. The dumbass wasn't even looking. But Daryl couldn't, they would have to make sure everyone else was dead before he even thought about it. He saw Rick near him, shooting rapidly at them. Daryl took out his pistol and started shooting as well. Soon, two more fell. They were down to eight. They could win this.

Carol didn't know what to do. She was in a whole lot of pain, and everyone was too wrapped up in the war to even try to find her. There was blood all down her arm and her leg, and it wasn't stopping. The bullet hadn't gone through, it was just lodged deep in her arm. The other bullet in her leg was the same. She couldn't just sit here, she needed to do something. With shaky hands, she grabbed the gun, and struggled to aim. She pulled the trigger, and a man fell. Carol could only see about four- three people now. They had two more to kill before it was just The Governor. Carol figured the only reason they had done so well is because they had a lot of places to hide behind, unlike the others out in the open. Carol dropped the gun, and collapsed. The pain was just too much to handle.

"That fucker is mine." Daryl growled to Rick as they saw The Governor walking toward them. No one shot at him. They wanted to do this right. Rick wasn't going to argue, not this time. He stepped back, leaving Daryl and The Governor.
"So here we are." He smirked. "You are quite a good shot."
"You best shut the fuck up. What do you think gives you the right to beat a woman?" Daryl pointed the crossbow at his face, his hand was on the trigger, ready to pull it at any moment.
"Got to get the information some how. I have to admit, she is pretty strong for a tiny thing like that. Quite admirable really. Wouldn't mind having her around. She also isn't bad to look at." Daryl was really wanting to pull that trigger. "Does that touch a nerve?"
"Why would you want her? You're already fuckin' with Andrea." Daryl growled, glaring at the man infront of him.
"So you know about that? I'm not sure I can trust her. Carol, however, seems quite loyal. She wouldn't give you guys up no matter what I did. I could threaten to kill her, and she still wouldn't budge." The Governor smirked. The fact that this man was getting so worked up over his talk about Carol, just made it all the more worth it.
"She wouldn't be loyal to a prick like you." Daryl said, pressing the arrow against the mans forehead.
"Not that it matters. She's probably bleeding to death as we speak. After all, I shot her twice." He smirked.
That was it. Daryl pulled the trigger before he knew it. He jumped back as The Governor fell, the arrow stuck in his head. What he said just started to sink in. Shot her. Twice. "Oh god.." He dropped the crossbow. He had to find her, and fast. Rick ran up to him as he dropped the crossbow.
"What is it?" He asked, looking down at The Governor's body.
"That fucker shot Carol. She could be dead for all I know!" Daryl shouted and paced back and forth. No time for panic, he had to find her. He ran off to look for her.

Daryl was horrified when he finally found her. There was blood on her arm and her leg, and on the ground. She was lying there, unconcious or possibly dead. As he got closer, he saw she was still breathing. "Thank god." He whispered and knelt beside her. He gently picked her up, she had to get these bullets out of her and fast before she got an infection. He went as fast as he could back into the prison. Hershel was there to greet him.
"Bring her in here!" Hershel motioned for Daryl to follow him to the other room. Daryl basically ran there, and placed Carol down on the table. He bit his fingernail's as Hershel examined her wounds. He looked up at Daryl, and he could see something was wrong. "Daryl, the bullet's are lodged far into her. I'll have to do surgery to remove them. Now that wouldn't be a problem, if we had the proper supplies." Hershel could tell Daryl was getting more and more worried.
"So what does that mean?" Daryl asked, biting his lip.
Hershel sighed. "She may not make it through the surgery."

A/N: OH SHIT! Yep, is that anger feeling there now? ;) R&R lovelies!
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