Ok, this chapter is longer than usual, but I really wanted to get these shots of the story in one chapter. Actually I don't care anyways anymore about how many words are per chapter but I just wanted to inform yall before yall got worried I was going to be gone for a while. Oh and also the last two comments that I have received I haven't been able to see, sorry, but I am glad yall are commenting, thank you! So, here we go! Chapter 9 of the story...poor Karen and David :(
Carol and Trixie were standing near the back of the fence, Rick, Tyreese and Daryl looking over two burnt bodies on the ground. Trixie had her mouth covered, worried at the moment as the guys tried to figure out what happened. When Tyreese hollered for Rick Trixie and Daryl had thought that it was just due to someone else getting sick, or something else going on inside the cell block. They never thought in a million years that it would be someone burning Karen and David!
"You found them like this?" Tyreese nodded, glancing from the charred dead body of his girlfriend Karen back to Rick.
"I came to see her….and I saw the blood. Then….I smelled them. Somebody dragged them out here and set them on fire. They killed them and set them on fire!" Tyreese was angry, Trixie understood, and when he glanced to everyone for a second she could also see the hurt in his eyes before he turned back to Karnes body and sighed. Suddenly he turned to face Rick, moving his way quickly, causing Rick to flinch and Daryl to immediately come up behind Tyreese. Trixie put her hand on her machete instantly, not wanting to harm their new friend but not wanting any grief stricken person to harm their leader either. "You a cop. You find out who did this and you bring them to me. You understand? You bring them to me!"
"Tyreese." Trixie glared to him now, in a warning glance before Daryl shook his head her way, going to grab Tyreese's arm to get him to back off of Rick.
"Man we'll find out who brought them…"
"I need to say it again?" Trixie had now taken her a step towards the dangerous man, waiting for a sign of him going to hurt anyone there, when Rick put his hands up and tried to calm him down. Her eyes met Daryl's for a brief moment in which they both conveyed the message, no one would get hurt.
"No. NO. I know what you're feeling, I've been there. You saw me there. Its dangerous and…"
"Karen didn't deserve this! David didn't deserve this! Nobody does!" Trixie was in agreement but she also didn't want Tyreese taking his anger out on her leader, Daryl thinking the same as Rick just nodded his head, still not fully right in his own mind at the time. When Tyreese went to take another step up though towards Rick Daryl sighed, he didn't know what to fully do but he was angry and when Daryl put his hand on his arm, tugging on him, he reacted.
"All right man, lets just…" Tyreese screamed out no, turning around suddenly and putting his hands up against Daryl's throat, gripping his leather vest and shoving him backwards to the wall behind him. Carol gasped, covering her mouth and shouting stop but Rick was on Tyreese's back immediately, wanting to pull him away from Daryl while Trixie had pulled her machete from her side and had the sharp edge on the back of Tyree's neck. She was waiting for a signal, form either Rick or Daryl to take him out, but Daryl just shook his head to them both as Tyreese yelled at him.
"Man I ain't going nowhere till I find out who did this!" Tyreese was breathing hard now, Rick and Trixie ready to do something to protect Daryl, but he just looked to the angry man with a clam face and nodded.
"We're on the same side man." Trixie nodded now, slowly pulling her machete from Tyreese neck and seeing him give her a sideways glance.
"Don't do this Ty. We all want to know who killed them but hurting him wont help anyone." Tyreese nodded, taking a few deep breaths as Rick started to talk to him now, his anger somewhat subsiding for the moment.
"Hey, look, I know what you're going through. We've all lost someone. We know what you're going through right now but you've got to calm down." Trixie and Carol both nodded now, thinking maybe Tyreese would understand where they were coming from, but when Rick touched Tyreese's arm he snapped. Turning around he shoved Rick backwards, glaring to him and making Daryl jump to hold Trixie off, who was very trigger happy at the moment.
"You need to step the fuck back!" Rick sighed, they could see he wasn't going to let that go easily but as he glanced up to Tyreese he spoke the words that most men would think twice about saying at a time like this.
"She wouldn't want you being like this." Trixie groaned, she knew that was the least best thing to say right then, and when Tyreese's fist connected with Ricks face she jumped. Carol went to grab Rick, to pull him away as Daryl tried to get Tyreese to stop, all the time Carol yelling for him to stop, but Tyreese was seeing red. Another hit was all it took for Daryl to finally get a grip on Tyreese good enough that he could drag him away, Rick face bleeding as Carol checked on him.
"That's enough! That's enough man!" Tyreese was grunting, breathing hard as Daryl pulled him back while Trixie stepped between the two feuding men and glanced to them both. Rick was standing, Carol holding his arm, and wiped some blood off of his chin before he struck. He rushed past Trixie, pushing her to the side, and hit Tyreese in the face, knocking him from Daryl's grip. Carol didn't know what to do, Daryl had taken a second to make sure Trixie was alright, but when Rick went to kick the already downed Tyreese Trixie motioned towards both men and jumped to her feet. She pushed against Rick, the flat end of her machete shoving against Ricks chest, while Daryl stood in front of Tyreese in a protective stance.
"Rick! Rick stop it right now Damnit! Stop!" Rick growled, putting his hands on the flat edge of the machete that was against his chest and shoving back at Trixie with it, glaring to her as he spat on the ground.
"Let go of me! Get off!" Trixie shook her head though, shoving him a bit harder and making his back hit the wall, her eyes making his focus on hers.
"NO! No Rick calm your ass down! We are all strung up right now this isn't the time to be fighting! Look at him Rick! Look at him!" Rick glanced to Trixie, then to Tyreese who was sobbing on the ground, then down to his own bloody hands before he starred to shake. Noticing he was taking in deep breaths Trixie sighed, losing up on him with her machete before putting it away all together, bringing her hands back up to his cheek and making him look at her for a brief moment. "Rick?"
"Get back."
"No, Rick, you've come so far, don't back track now. Look, we will figure this out but you cant break down on me alright? You got to stay with us….for them. Please?" Rick glanced now, between Carols worried face to Daryl's tracking one and then back to Tyreese's sobbing face before meeting Trixie's steady blue eyes and nodding. It was slow, and very soft, but Trixie seen him nod none the less as she stood straighter and sighed, running a hand over the back of her neck as she turned to glance to the others.
"Rick, come on, you need to be checked out." Trixie turned now, to see Carol walking closer to them before Rick nodded, still a bit out of it, and when Carol gripped his arm she lead him back into the building to go find Hershel. Daryl glanced form the door where they exited back to Trixie as Tyreese rolled over on the ground and sat up on his knees.
"You alright?" Trixie nodded, slightly unnerved.
"Yeah, you?" Daryl nodded back, biting his bottom lip.
"Yeah." He gave her a quick grin as Tyreese stood by them both, wiping his eyes then turning to them before dipping his head slightly.
"Gonna….gonna go and uh….get their graves ready." Daryl nodded, only taking a step towards him as an offer to help but Tyreese held his hand out and shook his head. Trixie bit her lip as they watched Tyreese walking back into the building, heading out front where the other graves were, and she sighed.
"We need to figure out what were going to do now. If they were the only ones sick Daryl, does that mean its over?" Daryl shrugged, rubbing his fingers under his chin while he walked over to her and put a hand on her lower back, leading her back into the building themselves.
"Maybe, I don't know. Need to find Hershel. He'll know something." Trixie nodded while they walked through the halls but before long, coming across a center section mostly everyone used during the day, they both heard coughing coming from within and glanced in to see a few more people from Cell Block D sitting there, coughing, before sighing and standing up to head to the seclude area they had for the sick.
"Well, whoever killed them, they didn't stop it." Daryl grunted to Trixie, he wasn't sure what he was more pissed about now. The fact that two people got killed for nothing or the fact that more were probably soon to follow.
Trixie had been keeping an eye on people the whole day. The night passed quietly, letting everyone who wasn't sick get some rest but those that were got nothing but coughing and sleepless nights as Dr. S's cell block started to become more and more filled. Rick and Tyreese both had seen the doctors, after Karen and David were in the ground of course, but Hershel was also at a loss for what to do as more and more people started to get sick. Just that morning Glenn had been talking with Hershel when Sasha passed and she coughed, badly, before nodding her head to everyone and heading off to the sick block. Trixie knew fi things kept going at this rate no one would be left well and alive.
"Hey, meeting in ten." Turning to her left, Trixie noticed Glenn talking to her now as he walked past her, going to find the others, and when she nodded to his retreating form she wondered what they were going to try and talk about now. There was nothing to do if they couldn't get any medicine and they hadn't the foggiest of clues where to look. They had a map, but so far no luck on guessing where supplies would be. Sliding down from the bleachers though Trixie walked over to the door leading to the center building, where the council meetings took place, and she passed Merle as she went. He was rushing out the door, going to try and find her or Daryl, when he about ran into her, literally.
"Hey, where you going? Whats going on?" Merle frowned, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck and glancing around once before giving Trixie a straight face.
"We need to talk." Those four words weren't good in the normal human life and they sure as hell weren't good in the life they lived now. Immediately becoming scared she took Merles hand and drug him to the side, to a spare room no one used, before turning on him and nodding.
'What? Speak fast, we got a council meeting in ten." Merle nodded then took a deep breath. It wasn't like him to become unnerved and this unnerved her.
"Its Hunter." Trixie's eyes got wide now, her worst fears coming to life as Merle gripped her shoulders when she started to shake. "He was coughing this morning, Beth took her to the sick block. Judith isn't coughing, yet, but Dr. S says he'll keep an eye on him and…" Trixie couldn't hear anymore.
"No! NO! No….this….this cant be happening! HOW! Who the hell got near him! He was in quarantine from everyone what the fuck happened!" Merle shrugged now, he was just as confused as she was, when he tried to tell her what he thought had happened.
"All I can think girly is that a few of the kids from the D block were hanging around him and the others from our block. No one else was with him besides me, Beth and Carol." Trixie shivered now, worrying badly over her son as they both heard footsteps down the hallway.
"I got to….he needs to know….we got to do something. Now." Merle nodded, agreeing with her a hundred percent, as they walked further down the hall and right into the council meeting room where Carol, Daryl, Glenn and Hershel were already sitting and waiting. When Glenn seen Merle walking in though with Trixie he stood, going to protest him being there but a glare from Trixie had him silenced.
"Merle, Trixie. Glad you could join us. We need to figure out what we are going to do to stop the sickness from spreading further than Cell Block D." Trixie nodded to Hershel before crossing her arms over her chest and biting her lip.
"It already has crossed over." Everyone's eyes were on her now, darting between her and Merle before Carol shook her head, scared.
"No…no who….no one from our side has gone to sick bay yet….who?" Trixie took a deep breath, glancing to Merle who grumbled, he never liked being put on the spot.
"Hunter." Daryl's chair skidded across the floor now, he stood up quickly and was angry instantly as he glared at his brother.
"Who the fuck got him sick! You were supposed to be watching him you asshole!"
"Hey now little brother I was. Some of the kids from the D block were hanging around last night, think they passed it on. Beth is watching Judith but its in our block now." Trixie nodded, feeling her eyes tearing up right before Daryl slammed his hand down on the table and making everyone jump.
"We need to fix this!" Trixie nodded, giving Daryl a very sad look as Hershel sighed.
"We need antibiotics. For right now, Cell Block A is isolation. No one in or out that isn't sick."
"What about what happened to Karen and David?"
"Rick can look into it. We will get a time lime going but for now we must take care of the people first." Trixie nodded, glancing between Glenn and Hershel as she spoke up.
"But if you get it, it kills you, what do we do about that?" Her heart was break while Hershel shook his head.
"Not necessarily. The illness doesn't, the symptoms do. That's why we need antibiotics. If you get it, you have to get through it." Daryl growled, glaring to Hershel now, feeling lost and hopeless.
"We've been through every pharmacy nearby. Then some! That vet place you said was at West Peachtree Tech, that's one place people may not have thought to raid but that drugs for animals." Trixie nodded now but smiled, softly.
"Yeah but those drugs are the same that we would need baby." Daryl and Trixie exchanged a glance, Merle chuckling for once since he came into the room and nodding with them as he met his brothers gaze.
"When are we going?" Carol sighed, shaking her head.
"That's miles away, it would take too long." Daryl growled, shaking his head.
"Would have before, not now. I'm taking a group out. Best not waste anymore time." Trixie nodded, about to speak up when they heard Michonne talking.
"I'm in. You stay here." Trixie shot her a heated look but when Daryl and Merle both seen who shew as glaring at they agreed immediately with her.
"No, you need to stay here girly." Trixie shook her head now, glaring to Merle and Michonne before turning to Daryl, a pleading look on her face as his inner demons fought with themselves. On the one hand he wanted her by his side, fighting with him and always in his eye sight for his piece of mind, but on the other he knew she needed to stay there and help Hershel because if anyone would watch over their son in the sick bay it would be her, come hell or high water. Sighing now he made her frown as well as he gave her a pleading look of his own.
'No, stay here. You're needed here Trixie."
"But…I've been exposed, I ain't doing a lick of good here, I want to come and help get things for our son! Our people." She blushed a bit now, seeing that everyone understood where she was coming from though, as Hershel stood and nodded to Daryl.
"She will help me, we need more things from outside the fence. Berries and such to keep the sick comfortable while we wait. No telling how long it will take you and the group to get back. But, I will draw you a map so you can get in and out. Right now though, Trixie, I need your help to figure out the situation here." Trixie now turned her sad eyes from Daryl to Hershel as she started to become confused.
"What do you need me to do that someone else cant do Hershel?"
"Well, it would make more sense for you to separate the most vulnerable from the most sick. Even in sick bay. I would like for you to help me and Glenn get that done while Maggie and Beth take care of the other cell block." Trixie sighed, knowing it was their way of pacifying her but when she knew there wasn't a way out of it she nodded, hearing a few relieved sighs from around her.
"Alright. Where do we start?" Hershel nodded then turned to Carol.
"I'll have Maggie and Beth start the separation. Will you go and grab some water and talk to Rick for me. I need to check on them and get a list with Caleb on what we need." Carol nodded, giving Trixie a small smile before leaving quickly to go and do her quest. Merle, Daryl and Michonne nodded to each other as they started to head out the door too, Glenn and Hershel talking to each other for a second and letting Trixie slip out behind the three of them.
"Hey." Merle and Michonne glanced to Trixie, giving her their own kind of smile each before letting her and Daryl have a private moment together.
"Yeah?" Trixie walked up beside Daryl now, glancing back to make sure no one was around them, before she wrapped her arms around his waist, tightly.
"Come back." Daryl sighed, he knew Trixie didn't like being away from him for long, not even a day really, but this tri might take them two days but he knew it was the only way to help save most of the sick people in the sick area, including his own son. Wrapping one arm around her waist himself he hugged her, tightly to him, before resting his chin on top of her head.
"I promise." She nodded, softly, then turned to look up to him. He met her gaze, saw how hurt she was and how confused she was and he understood. He was confused just as much as to why it had to be his son that got sick but he was going to make dame sure he was the one to make him better. "I'll be back, two days tops, with the meds."
"And everyone you take?"
"Yeah, not losing anyone else. Just gonna be Michonne, Merle and me. Maybe Bob, make him do something for a change." Trixie nodded, then sighed before she stood on tiptoe quickly and pressed her lips to his. Daryl sucked in a deep breath, he never knew when she was going to be touchy like that and it always caught him off guard but he found he loved it when she did. Tightening his grip around her waist he held her as close as he could to his body, feeling her warmth, her heart beat, her whole life force that for some reason loved him as much as he loved her and he smiled as he kissed her back.
"Hey, uh Trixie?" They heard Glenn clearing his throat, a bit uncomfortable for interrupting them but he needed Trixie to do something for him, and when they broke apart and both of them glared to him he smirked, trying to break the ice. "When you get a moment, Hershel asked if you would bring in the water Carol grabs so we can start getting fresh water to the sick. I'm going to have Maggie gather things for Hunter for the sick area. Anything in particular?"
"Yeah, his uh…his silly keys." Glenn nodded, Daryl could see he was confused, and it made him grin a tiny bit.
"It's a set of plastic colored keys, he likes them cause he cant keep mine. They're in his crib. Grab his car seat as well. Just in case." Trixie nodded as Glenn tipped his chin to them then left. Trixie sighed, laying her head against Daryl's chest and frowning as he rubbed his hand up and down her back.
"Hurry back. I don't want to come looking for you two." Daryl chuckled dryly.
"Be back soon."
"No fighting. Don't let Merle think this is his fault, those kids were told to stay away from the babies."
"I know, I'll take care of him. He is my brother."
"And he's an asshole. Don't let him make you think you trusted the wrong guy either. Just get the dam meds and get your fucking hot ass back here ASAP." Daryl grinned now, Trixie always had a way to make him smile even if he didn't want to but he did and he nodded to her as well before kissing her on the forehead and reluctantly heading off to where Merle and Michonne had went. Trixie herself though sighed before heading in the opposite direction and out towards the front of the prison, where the handmade water pump was. She was going to take care of the prison with or without Rick while Daryl was gone, shew as damn sure of that. Her son was not going to die…..not today.
