Marko finally was able to open his eyes. Dumb bitch broke his balls. She'd pay for that later. Standing over him was a disheveled looking man holding a crossbow in his face and equally disheveled man with a gun.
"That had to be the stupidest thing you ever did," Abraham said to him. "Rosita is well trained; she will stomp you ass," he said. "Get on your feet," Abraham aimed the gun at his legs. Marko tried to get up. He wanted to run but the guy with crossbow had a look in his eyes that turned him cold. "How many of you are there?" Marko didn't answer.
"Best answer'im," the guy with the crossbow growled.
"I don't have to do nothin' Jagger's gonna kill all of you then we're gonna take your stuff and your women especially her" he pointed at Rosita. "but I got dibs on the hot little blonde behind you," his words were cut off as Daryl smacked him in the head with his crossbow.
"You need to calm down," Abraham said Daryl was kicking Marko in the head.
"I ain't calmin down til I stomp his fuckin' ass into the ground," Marko tried to cover himself as Abraham and Rick pulled Daryl back.
"Best let me go! Ya heard what he said," he got in Abraham's face, eyes narrow.
"Yeah I want to let you and Rosita kick his balls up in his throat but we need him," Abraham said. "We need information and we're going to get it from him. Then you can feed him his dick for lunch," he looked at Marko crumpled on the ground. "You do have one don't ya son?"
"Suck my balls," Daryl's boot connected with his face. He was out cold.
They tied him up with some bungee cord. Bob checked out his injuries and came back with his report.
"He's breathing we'll have to see if he wakes up," He looked at Daryl. Daryl wrapped his arms around Beth and whispered, "Im not lettin' no one touch ya," calming her fears.
Two hours later Marko woke up. He couldn't move his arms. One eye was swollen shut. He hurt bad.
"Hey," he could hardly talk and tasted blood. "water…please,"
The man with the gun was in his face again.
"Not til you tell us how many,"
Marko spit at him.
"Hey Daryl c'mon in ," the guy with the crossbow huge muscles and piercing blue eyes came in the room. "Either you talk to me or Im going to let Daryl kick your teeth in,"
Marko looked at Daryl. He decided facing Jagger's wrath was better than this. "Fourteen," he said softly.
He knew he was dead either way.
Jagger's group watched from their hiding places at the group of people. He counted ten females . They would bring him a tidy profit. He had given his group orders: kill the men , don't mark up the women or that young boy. There was a market for him too.
This wasn't gonna be easy though. He saw the two big guys that took Marko. He was worthless anyways. He gave the signal.
The first shot fired barely missed Abraham's head. It whizzed past his face. A second later they understood they were being attacked.
"Everybody down!" yelled Daryl. He scanned the area for Beth. Then he saw her trying to run with the baby. He saw one of Jagger's men about to fire on her . The man dropped as Daryl's arrow hit him in the chest.
Then the gunfire stopped. Everything was still and silent. Beth held little Judith to her chest, Daryl next to her. Something was moving.
A large man dressed all in black stepped out from between the cars.
"Greetings the name is Jagger. This is what is going to happen. We will be taking all of your supplies and every female in your group. Oh and that young boy over there. I know I can trade him. The rest of you can walk away. Or we can kill you. Your choice." A demented smile appeared on his face.
"How bout I put a bolt in yer ass?" said Daryl, trying to keep Beth and Judith down.
Daryl's comment was met with gunfire. He got out of the way. Then he saw the opening. He motioned to Beth to stay there. He started creeping towards Jagger, his crossbow ready as Abraham and Rick lay down cover for him.
Colby screamed. The gunfire was drawing walkers. Michonne , Rick and Carl came running, taking as many down as many as they could.
"Come on," Carl said to Colby. They had become friends already. Carl liked her. She seemed tough but easy to talk to. The other one was nice but quiet.
"Shay! " Colby looked and then saw her with Michonne.
Meanwhile, Daryl was in position. Jagger turned and saw the tall muscular man in the sleeveless black vest. He saw the man's piercing blue eyes and he saw the crossbow .
Then the bolt struck him in the eye and he saw nothing.
It was chaos. Once the men saw these people were prepared to fight back a lot of them had run. Jake should have ran too but he didn't. He tried to stay hidden and then he heard the hissing slobbering sound of a walker. It was Matt . He screamed and gurgled as his throat was torn open blood gushing hotly across his chest.
The rest of the walkers were taken down. Daryl looked around for Beth, still holding the baby. They ran to each other and he hugged her, pulling her to him, the baby between them .
Seeing Rick, she handed him the baby. He kissed little Judith and tried to hug Beth but she pushed him away.
Abraham was standing with Daryl. "You better watch him. He is after your woman," Daryl glared at him.
"Yeah tell me somethin' I don't know," he said.
They decided to stay there for the night. Safer than being on the road in the dark. It was a tiny town and biggest building was a church. They settled in the basement.
Daryl was on watch and Beth was with him. It was quiet. Not a walker in sight and no trace of the remains of Jagger's group.
Daryl sat down on the steps and pulled Beth into his lap. He held her close.
"Ya did great today Princess," he said to her, hugging her close. She kissed him and he kissed her back passionately.
He put his hand on her belly. She was starting to show. Suddenly he felt it.
"Did ya feel that Princess?" She nodded her head and threw her arms around his neck. "That's our baby ain't it Princess she kicked," There were tears in his eyes and Beth's but these were tears of joy.
"Gonna have ta find a name fer her," he said.
"Her?" it was their running joke
"Or him" he said and then kissed her again.
