I don't own any characters from The Walking Dead (even if I really wish I did). Kerri's all mine though!
Chapter Five
Once they were back outside and had loaded Kerri's new stuff into the back of the SUV Daryl realized that Michonne, Bob, and Sasha were nowhere to be found.
"Dammit," Daryl grumbled, slamming the door of the vehicle shut, "It's gonna be dark soon and we need ta find someplace to hole up fer the night."
"Maybe they went back to…" Kerri's statement was interrupted by a woman screaming, a woman that sounded a hell of a lot like Sasha.
"Fuck," Daryl shouted, pulling his crossbow off of his shoulder and moving in the direction of the screams. Kerri took off running after him, gripping her knife in her hand so tightly her knuckles turned white.
The moaning of walkers could be heard as the pair got closer to a liquor store that was tucked away in a corner away from the rest of the shops. The area in front of building was crawling with a dozen or so walkers and it looked like more were filing out from the doorway.
Kerri saw Michonne's dark hair and the glint of the late afternoon sunshine on the blade of her katana as she sliced through two walkers at once, swiftly removed their heads from their decaying bodies.
"Daryl!" she shouted, seeming relieved to see him, "Sasha and Bob are trapped inside!"
The trio quickly cleared all the walkers in the front of the building before moving inside. Bob was struggling to keep three walkers at bay while Sasha lay on the floor behind him grabbing her leg and groaning.
Daryl's arrow sliced through one of the walkers while Kerri grabbed the collar of another and drove her knife through its eye socket; this gave Bob a chance to finish off the walker that he had been going toe to toe with.
"What the fuck happened?" Daryl asked, once the room was cleared of the undead.
"We came to find some alcohol to celebrate a successful run and maybe see if the clerk kept any guns under the counter," Sasha said between gritted teeth.
Kerri kneeled down beside the woman and began to check over her leg.
"Are ya bit?" Daryl questioned next, try to mask the look of worry at Kerri being so close to Sasha when they weren't quite sure what was wrong with her.
"No, I just was trying to reach one of those bottles up top when the shelf I was standing on broke, I think I messed my knee up pretty bad," Sasha explained.
Kerri touched Sasha's knee gently before asking her to try and bend it as well as lifting her entire leg off the ground. Sasha hissed in pain as she bent her leg and extended it back out.
"I think you probably just sprained it, but it'll probably be best if we get you back so Hershel can take a look," Kerri announced, returning to her feet.
"How'd ya know to check her leg?" Daryl asked, looking at her curiously.
"I was nurse before this whole thing started, I worked on the maternity floor so legs and joints aren't really my thing, but I still remember most of that stuff from school," she explained.
"Ya were a nurse, how come ya never mentioned that before?" Daryl wondered out loud.
"Because I didn't want y'all to invite me to stay just because of who I used to be. The fact that I was a nurse before is why a lot of the groups I was with before took me in to begin with. They never really liked me; they just liked the skills that I had to offer," Kerri said, turning her eyes downward and pulling at a stray string that was hanging from her t-shirt.
Daryl didn't seem irritated by her withholding of information, if anything his eyes seemed to soften just the tiniest bit at her admission.
"Well Rick is probably gonna be pissed at me for havin' ya out here riskin' ya life when ya could've been helpin' Hershel with all that medical stuff."
"He'll get over it," Kerri responded, laughing a little, "C'mon Sasha, let's get you back to the cars so you can prop that leg up."
Michonne and Daryl both moved forward extending hands to help Sasha to her feet. They supported her weight on their shoulders and shuffled awkwardly towards the open door.
"Y'all coming?" Daryl asked, looking over his shoulder at Bob and Kerri, "We need ta start settin' up for tha night."
"Yeah, let me check under this counter real quick since Bob and Sasha didn't get a chance to," Kerri answered.
"I'll stay and watch her back," Bob added.
Daryl didn't respond, he just nodded his head and continued helping Sasha move out the door.
Kerri moved toward the counter, glancing around it to make sure no walkers were lurking out of sight that they may have missed. Once she was sure it was clear, she looped around and began digging in the shelves underneath.
There were black plastic bags, rolls of change, and even some mini bottles of liquor scattered throughout the shelves, but no gun. Disappointed, Kerri let out sigh before straightening back up and looking around the empty store for Bob.
She let her eyes scan the room, wondering where he had gone if he was supposed to be watching her back. She finally saw him, lingering by the back of the store hurriedly shoving two bottles of vodka into his bag.
No wanting to be caught staring, Kerri bent back down and pretended like she was still searching under the counter. She was confused as to why Bob was being so sneaky about taking the liquor. It wasn't like this group had a problem with drinking. Sasha had even said herself they came in for alcohol to celebrate having such a successful run.
Kerri quickly decided not to mention the situation to anyone; she was too new with this group to go around potentially starting drama with people she had only known for such a short period of time.
A few moments later she heard Bob's footsteps moving towards the front of the store, "Find anything good?" he asked.
Kerri stood up and shook her head, "Nope, just some junk. Nothing we can really use, unless you think we need a hundred black plastic bags?" she joked, holding them up.
"Nah," Bob answers, smiling at her joke, "C'mon let's head back before they start to get worried."
Kerri nodded and slipped out from behind the counter. The pair moved to the door quickly, ready to get back with the group and make camp for the night.
A/N: I can't believe I've gone this long without updating! I feel so bad. Work and nursing school really have been wearing me down! But I graduate at the end of August so hopefully that will give me some more free time!