Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait. During July I had my anniversary happening and my grandmother passed away three days before that. Afterwards it was getting the kids ready for school, then my husbands father went into the hospital at the same time. He had got better but sadly in the middle of October he went back in and on the Season 7 premier night (October 23rd) his organs started to shut down. He passed on October 26th, and Ive been dealing with that and trying to help my hubby pass it as well. Now though, times slowing down, kids are in school, and I got a bit of time to try and recoup what I had lost back in April. I lost chapters 9-25, and was going off of memory for 9-13 here. So im getting to remake my whole descent into season 5 again and this time, I think it might turn out better. Who knows? But here is 14, and hopefully soon 15 will be up and then from there the rest of Season 4 Walking Dead Fanfiction! :)
The night had been long, and when it came it brought with it a lot of problems. Trixie had helped Maggie when it came to the fence, what little they could do, and when Rick returned from dropping Carol off he talked with them for a bit. That was over quickly though when gun shots rang out inside the sick bay. Trixie and Maggie had gone then, to help in there, as Rick continued to finish killing walkers on the fence line. All the while Daryl and Merle were driving back to the prison hoping they weren't too late.
When dark hit Trixie was clearing the sick bay from the recently turned walkers that they had to put down while Maggie and Hershel saw to Glenn. During this though Rick and Carl were fighting off a horde f walkers that broke through their dog run fence. They had the whole situation under control by the time the van drove up though and Bob and Tyreese rushed out towards the building with the medicine for the sick. Pups barking announced their arrival as Hershel and Maggie signaled for them to come to the top floor. It was going to be a longer night than they had thought it would be as Daryl and Merle stepped inside to check on their family as well. Trixie only offered them a nod though as she walked around, checking on the others in there that were still alive, before Daryl and Merle sat in the front room to relax…finally.
That's what the night brought, and by the time day break came everyone was visibly shaken yet optimistic as the medicine started to hold off the sickness that everyone left alive had. As a precaution as well, Hershel had Trixie make a few portions for the adults that weren't in the sick are but had been around it. All in all she had a about two separate doses for Daryl, Merle, Rick, Carl, Michonne, Tyreese, Bob and herself. The others were getting regular doses throughout the night and into the day. By noon Hershel was aware that he needed to get more herbs for his stash and decided to head out on his own. Trixie knew he was gone, as did Beth and Maggie, but they had more things to do around the complex that they had to let him go alone. Rick had been talking to Michonne before she headed out herself that morning to dump the bodies of the walkers him and Carl shot the night before. As she left though he found Trixie and decided that the morning relaxation was over, it was time for business.
"Trix." Trixie glanced up from the side of the prison yard. She had been trying to get more fresh water fro Bob within the sick bay, to pass out the third round of medicine with for the day, when Rick found her.
"Over here, whats up?" Rick nodded, walking towards her a bit slower and glancing around himself before standing beside her and glancing down to what she was doing.
"Gathering water?"
"For Bob. Its time for the sick's medicine again. I'm going to give him this before I make rounds on the fence and clear what I can." Rick nodded, frowning softly for a moment before grabbing her arm and making her pause in what she was doing. Glancing back up to him though made her really freeze as he showed her a worried face that she recognized all too well. "What is it Rick?"
"I need to talk to Daryl, you know where he is?" Trixie thought real hard. After she had woken the brothers up from their sleep in the front room of the sick bay area she seen them going to do rounds first, with Merle mentioning something about finding something to eat next. She hadn't seen them since but she knew how to find them.
"Give me a second." Whistling loudly she watched behind her, leaving Rick confused for a moment, as a white pup ran her way. Following her was the black pup and when they got to Trixie's side she smirked. Rick was still questioning what she was doing but when she grabbed one jug of water and handed him the second she motioned for him to follow her.
"Where.."
"Wherever they came from he's going to be that way." Snapping her fingers she sent the pups off, waving at them to leave, and they immediately ran back towards the way they had come to find their male owner. Following them wasn't hard either, they went right into the sick bay area, and when Rick and Trixie entered they saw Maggie, Daryl and Merle walking out with Glenn supported between them.
"Wondered where they went." Trixie smirked to Daryl before grabbing the other jug from Rick.
"Found him. Now give me a moment and I'll meet ya'll in the dining area of our block. I got to get this to Bob." Daryl only nodded as Rick cleared his throat and gave her a tight smile. Turning to head deeper into the sick area Trixie found Bob quickly, on the second floor, and gave him what she had as Daryl and Merle followed Maggie over to the other side of the prison with Glenn. They were moving the recovering victims to a cleaner side of the sick area, so they didn't have to be around the death, and as they placed Glenn into his new bed Maggie thanked them and sat with him while the three men retreated back to their own cell block. Merle went right to his cell, up on their second floor, and went to find his last pack of smokes as Rick followed them and scratched the back of his neck, nervous.
"What ya need with us officer?" Rick glanced to Merle then, seeing that he was watching him as he leaned against the cell behind him. Giving Daryl a sideways glance Rick noticed that he too was a bit confused as to why Rick came to find them, but he knew when Rick needed to talk to him privately it was something important.
"I needed to talk to you two."
"I hope you weren't thinking of talking alone." Rick sighed then, thanking who ever was watching out for him as Trixie walked up the stairs and stood beside him, leaning against the railing while Daryl glanced between the two of them.
"Thanks for coming."
"I warned you." Rick nodded then, he knew Trixie had warned him, but he also knew it was now or never and if he kept putting it off, letting the boys know what had happened, he knew they would get angrier about it in the end.
"Warned him bout what? Whats this all about?"
"Yeah officer Friendly, whats got your belt in a twist?" Rick groaned then, not liking the way they were already on defense, as Trixie slowly stepped between the guys and glanced back and forth to them all, waiting.
"Its about Carol." With that one sentence Merle and Daryl both went on guard and glanced to each other before glaring to Rick.
"What about little gal? She hurt? Sick? Bit?" Merle took a step towards Rick then, his imagination running into overdrive as he worried about what was going on with Carol but Daryl was the one watching Rick now as he took a deep breath.
"I took her out yesterday, let her go in a nearby town, she…"
"You what!"
"Merle!" Trixie shoved on the big guy now as he went to reach out for Rick, anger immediately his first thought after what he heard, but Trixie had gotten to him first and held him back as Rick tried to explain a bit quicker.
"I had to let her go! She was the one who killed David and Karen. Admitted to me and Trixie. She wasn't ashamed of it at all. She couldn't be here, you have to understand that…"
"Man you couldn't have waited until we got back!"
"Until Tyreese got back?" Rick stared at Daryl as Trixie frowned, she knew the news would hit them hard but she had hoped for a bit more professional attitude, rather than anger. "She killed two of our own and Tyreese…"
"I could have handled that!"
"Tyreese…."
"I would have handled him!" Trixie sighed now, glancing between Rick and Merle as Merle basically shut down Ricks last defense as to why he kicked Carol out.
"She has a car, supplies, weapons. She's a survivor."
"Stop saying that like you don't believe it!"
"He does believe it Daryl, he does. Look it wasn't easy for him to make the choice but he did, and Maggie and I understand why he did, but he wasn't going to keep it from you two so now he's telling you. You cant change it so don't get all pissy about it either!"
"How long did you know! Did you choose to throw her out too?" Trixie growled then, smacking Merle on his chest as she glared to him.
"Don't be dumb! I don't make choices around here, that's all yall, but you and Daryl and Tyreese were gone and he did what he thought he needed to do!"
"Look, she told us she did it and that she wasn't sorry, what else was I supposed to do?"
"Wiat!" Daryl glared to Rick then, but shook his head shortly after and sighed, biting his nail like he always did when he was nervous. Merle on the other hand fumed as he paced the walkway beside Daryl, thinking, which was never good.
"I told her we'd look after the kids, and I told her we'd take care of them."
"And Tyreese?" Rick met Merle's gaze then before sighing to himself and shaking his head.
"I haven't told him yet."
"He wanted to find you two first." Daryl and Merle both glanced to each other then before turning to look at Rick and Trixie.
"Well, lets go find him and see how he takes the news."
"I don't know where he took off after seeing Sasha this morning." Merle snorted then, shrugging past everyone to lead them down the stairs.
"He's in the tunnels below. He's been hunting the murderer. We find him and you can tell him you already got her and kicked her out. I just hope I see him knock you the fuck out copper." Trixie sighed then, running a hand through her hair as she followed the three men down the stairs and towards the door that lead to the tunnels. She had hoped that after hearing that Carol would be alright that instead of anger Merle would want to go find her, but here she walked, watching his shoulders rise and fall with so much anger in them she was actually becoming scared. Daryl though seemed to understand and even though he hated it he did admit, even just to himself, that Carol didn't need to be around them for the time being if she was going to act first and question alter. He hated losing the people he had come to see as acquaintances, and just the thought of what she would have done if Trixie had gotten sick made him sick.
"Babe?" Hearing her whisper right beside him made Daryl glance down to Trixie, seeing the worry that was crossing her face though made him frown for a moment before he shouldered his crossbow and gripped her left hand in his right.
"You alright? Ain't sick now are ya?"
"No, not sick. You ok?" Daryl shrugged then, before they heard some noise coming from in front of them.
"Sick of all this shit." Trixie chuckled then, nodding before she leaned in closer to his side and sighed. Giving her a small smile Daryl grunted as she laid her head on his shoulder while they walked.
"Tyreese, that you!" Rick was leading them now, with Merle by his side and Trixie and Daryl coming up behind them as Tyreese called back to them.
"Rick that you!" Walking closer to one of the side halls, the one that lead to the broken tunnel if Trixie remembered correctly, Tyreese walked out and came face to face with them as he huffed. He seemed really scared or worried or hell even spooked as he glanced to everyone then faced Rick. "You guys have got to see this."
"Can we take a beat, there's something we need to talk about." Tyreese shook his head though, frowning before he turned and went to go back down the hall.
"No, come on, it can wait." Merle was about to say something but was silenced when Rick shrugged and followed Tyreese down the hall. Daryl followed Merle and Trixie tagged along as they walked until Tyreese turned a second corner and paused. Letting everyone get beside him in the hall he shined his flashlight to something on the floor. "Look."
"What the hell?" Merle glanced to whatever it was on the floor a bit sideways, confused, as Daryl let Trixie's hand go and bent beside it. Rick shined his flashlight over it, confused as well, before Trixie hummed.
"Someone autopsied it." All four men glanced to her with a look of confusion, while being a bit grossed out she knew what had happened, before Tyreese motioned to it.
"I was looking for answers, ya know, and came across it. Same person that killed Karen and David did this. Remember the rats at the fence? They show up the same day she was killed. We got a psychopath living with us."
"Tyreese…" Tyreese turned to Rick then, shaking his head as Trixie stepped between them and knelt beside Daryl, glancing over the autopsied bunny on a board.
"No Rick, we got to find him."
"Rick." Rick and Tyreese glanced to Trixie then as she pointed to the bunny's fur and frowned. "Whoever did this, is not who killed Karen. This blood, though a bit dried, is still tacky. Its not a day old yet."
"So? Whats that got to do with it?" Tyreese glanced between Rick and Trixie then as Rick started to understand that Carol and him had left way before whoever did this to the bunny actually did it. Meaning it wasn't Carol, meaning there was someone else amongst them that was a bit insane, meaning that they weren't done with trying to figure out who may turn on them one day.
"Tyreese, we got to talk about that. The person who killed Karen…." Rick paused then, a loud shot ringing out above them and dust starting to fall on top of them made everyone glance up as the walls shook.
"What the hell was that!" Merle and Daryl glanced to each other, nodding only once, before they went to run out of the tunnels.
"Come on! Lets find out!" Rick took off after Daryl and Merle, Tyreese trailing behind them, but Trixie paused and glanced to the bunny one more time before shaking and running into an opposite direction from the men. She didn't know who might have done that deed, it wasn't Carol though, and whoever it was, they were still in the prison and her son was a sitting duck.
