Hello my dears! So sorry it took me forever to get this chapter up. I have been super busy at work and it took a lot of my free time away. Luckily the crazy work load I had is over so I will be able to update weekly again. I'm hoping to bust out at least two chapters a week. Regardless you have all been super awesome amazing crazy cool with your reviews and messages. I love that you love this story so much and have been faithful reviewers.

As we all know the finale is on Sunday so I will be working on another update tomorrow with the hopes of having it up before all hell breaks loose. Regardless as to how the season ends I will continue this story in the same direction I have been planning.

With that said I am pleased to present you with the next chapter. It's shorter than the last few, but it's mostly a set up to the huge chapter that it approaching.

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"Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
Bid my blood to run
I can't wake up
Before I come undone" - Evanescence

Chapter 21 – Silent Screams

I had imagined the perfect reunion between myself and my sister; even when I didn't know if she was alive or dead I still pictured us reuniting in the end. My hope and faith tethered me to the same optimism my Daddy always had. Sure enough, even though I couldn't see her through the blindfold I was wearing, Maggie's voice was a pure comfort. Glad that my captor hadn't tied my legs together, I blindly crawled across the basement floor until I could feel the warmth of her skin against the palm of my hand.

We collapsed into each other, her face buried into my hair as we both sobbed incoherent words of jubilance. I wanted to hug her until my arms ached. All I could do was press my face further into her shoulder.

"How did you find me?" Her warm breath tickled my skin.

I sniffed back another cry, "I didn't," and then it all came crashing back to me, like a runaway freight train, "oh god…" My hands frantically tugged at the bindings behind my back.

Despite the moment of excitement of being together I had failed to think about just how I ended up here beside Maggie. I failed to think about poor Daryl back at The Institute or Sasha's corpse lying there in the middle of the woods.

As if she had read my mind Maggie pulled away from me and stifled a terrified noise, "Did they hurt you Beth? Did you see Sasha at all when they brought you here?"

My silence gave well enough away, I could tell by the short intake of breath, the way her body seemed to slump beside me.

"I was out looking for you…" I whispered, "Tyreese had found us. He told us that you were out here somewhere…"

"Sasha?"

I just shook my head and she knew; even if she couldn't see me either I knew she knew.

"I told her not to run…" She choked, "I told her not to do it…"

"I was looking for you and then it was like she was there out of nowhere…and these men came and they…"

I could have tried to continue to explain what had happened but I was suddenly overwhelmed by the reality of it all.

We both cried hard. We cried together for being stuck where we were, for Sasha who had become like another sister to us…most of all we finally cried for Daddy.

It seemed like ages ago that I had let my guard down and cried for the loss of him. The last time I had fallen into this sort of sorrow had been the same night Daryl had dunked me in that barrel of water to knock the sense back into me. I almost felt like laughing at the thought but quickly pushed it aside. Now wasn't the time to think of all the things he had done to make me smile. Now was the time to figure out what we needed to do to get out of here.

"Who were you with?" Maggie's voice suddenly came from the silence and startled me in my place.

"Daryl…" I started, "I was with Daryl when we ran from the prison." His name on my tongue had my heart beating fast. "We found Judy and Carol after that. Then Tyreese showed up where we were and…"

"Carol was with you?" She whispered; I could hear the edge in her voice. "With Ty?"

"You knew?"

And we didn't have to say what we both were hinting at because the door was creaking open again and footsteps fell upon the steps. I pushed my body close against her and buried my face into her neck again. If there had been any time in my life that I had wished for a miracle now was that time.

"Well look at you two," the voice laughed while feet scuffled across the floor, "ain't it sweet to see ya'll bonding like this."

"It doesn't have to be like this," Maggie started, her body shifting uncomfortably next to mine. I quickly recalled what they had said back in the woods and wondered just exactly what these men had done to make my sister so skittish. If I thought about it long enough I didn't think I'd be too far off in my sick assumptions.

"It's cute how ya think we care what ya want." Another voice sounded; the same voice that had ruthlessly shot Sasha down in the woods.

"Look if ya just let us go we won't bother you none." Maggie slipped her hand onto my knee, "We'll disappear…won't even tell our group bout where we have been."

And it was a long shot for her to be requesting something like this; trying to win over the trust of a bunch of men who had just shot a woman for sport, but I could sense she was hoping for some sort of sympathy. Maybe somewhere deep inside of these men there was something still human left for us to work with. In a world where we had to fight against the dead, the scariest thing plagued us was the living.

"This ain't no romantic novel, sweetheart…" the gruffer voice chuckled, "Ya think we give a fuck about you or your people?"

Another set of footsteps barreled down the stairs, "You claim that blonde one yet?" It was the third voice from the woods.

Maggie tensed.

I swallowed back bile that had found its way to the back of my throat.

"We just wanna go home." I could feel the wetness of my tears seep into the blindfold; all the while my hands still worked behind me at the bindings. I wasn't an escape artist. Still, I had to try. I refused to give in even when things seemed so goddamn bleak.

"Not yet," said the new voice, and suddenly a hand was pulling me away from Maggie. I screamed out, my feet digging into the pavement and making it difficult for him to drag me across the floor. My arms scratched against the ground; I could feel the burn as he slid me further away from her.

"Please just let us go home!" I yelled again; Maggie had started screaming my name, a harsh slap had her whimpering out and falling silent.

"I claim'er first," slurred the man; hands now pulling me by my arm and hair away from the comforts of my sister.

"We don't claim the women, Will. You know that."

"Fuck you, Joe." I had to guess that this was Will speaking. His hand still wrapped up in my hair and tugging me across the floor, "I didn't have a turn with the old one…or this othere bitch...it's high time I get a round."

"That isn't how we operate, Will." Joe's tone was steady; an eerie even demand that had me wishing that he would just let Will take me out of here anyway. Something about his calmness had my skin crawling. How could someone be so calm standing there in front of two battered women?

I knew what the sound of a gun made when someone cocked it by now. The click was just over my head, even if I couldn't see I could imagine this man holding a gun out; whether he was holding it in my direction or the other men I'd never be sure.

"Lower your gun, Will, this ain't the time to be playing hard ball." Joe merely chuckled.

"You said I'd get the next round!" He shouted.

"And you will, but look at her…" I knew he was gesturing towards me. I could feel his stare even through the blindfold.

"So what?" Will firmly stated.

"Christ Will, the girl can barely move. She ain't worth the time yet." His voice drew closer, "give her a few hours and then ya can have her."

There was a sucking sound, Will clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "I ain't gonna wait a few hours."

This had the three men laughing, and I felt the grip of my hair release. I pressed my face into the floor and took a breath.

"This one's still prime." Another thud of a shoe; Maggie yelled out in pain. "Couple more rounds and we won't need her…keep the blonde fresh. She's younger…lasts longer."

I threw up then. I felt it splatter against the floor and back against my face.

They laughed.

"See now we gotta clean her up…" Joe made a tsking noise with his mouth, "If ya want to play with the toys, Will, take this one."

I was choking on my own vomit when I heard Maggie yelp out again. I could hear her clothing drag across the floor as someone pulled her further away from me.

"Maggie!" I sputtered out, the stench causing me to vomit again.

"Cute how ya want ta help her." Joe mused, "Ain't gonna do ya no good though." He laughed in my direction.

Sounds I never wanted to hear coming from my sister violated my ears; her screaming sending me to a place that made me feel filthy and alone.

"It's alright, Beth! I'll be alright!" She yelled, thudding on the staircase letting me know that they were taking her out of the basement to do god knows what.

I knew.

I didn't want to think about it but I knew.

"Sing Beth." Maggie yelled out, "Sing as loud as you can!"

Cause she didn't want me to hear what was going to happen upstairs.

The men were only laughing again as they followed her out of the basement; leaving me there on the floor in a puddle of my own vomit and blood.

I curled myself up into a ball and opened my mouth; as her screaming and hollering sounded from the first floor I tried to sing…

I really tried.

Broken sobs escaped me.

"I'm so sorry Daddy…" I mumbled into my knees.

It's not like I wanted to give up hope; it's not like I wanted to let these men win in their sick sadistic game…

"Dear Lord…" I sobbed through Maggie's screaming, hoping my prayers would be heard, "please save us."

I kept praying as my sister cried out in pain.

Prayed for hope.

Prayed for a miracle.

Prayed for Daryl to find us before it was too late.

I know, short and no Daryl...however this is leading to a huge Bethyl moment between the two. Daryl will be back! Don't you fret!

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