Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Chapter 64

Author's Note: More reviews make me happy! More people following this story! The whole thing with Maggie and Glenn getting separated at first isn't happening, it works better this way. Thank you thank you thank you! Now on to our not so regularly scripted program.

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Mariah's POV:

Mariah sat down next to Lori. She put her hand on the other woman's shoulder. "Hershel and Carol told me that you are concerned about the baby?"

Lori gave a small smile. "I've already talked to Hershel, I feel a little better," she assured the woman.

"You're very pregnant, we've just been fighting for our survival for almost a year, and now we are making a home in a prison, it's a lot to take in Lori. Hershel told me that you are anemic?" she asked softly.

The brown haired woman nodded. "I know the risks," Lori told the other woman. "I'm preparing myself for the worst," she admitted.

Mariah hugged the other woman. "You have Hershel, you have me, you have Jewel, you have Carol. Hershel's been teaching Jewel, Carol, and me about c sections. I've seen a few of them done, but never done one. You're going to be so sick of having one of the four of us around you, you're going to beg this baby just to pop out so we'll leave you alone," she told her.

"I'm surprised that you're willing to do this for me, you are Jewel's friend," Lori told her.

Mariah sighed as she leaned against the wall. "You know I'm beginning to hate to have to explain this to you and Carol. Yes I knew Jewel, Summer and Daryl before this. Jewel was my friend, one of the first I had when I moved to Georgia. Summer baby sat for Peter. She was good with him, but you see how she is with Mitch. That girl was always meant to be a big sister. Daryl and I were friends. Just because we were friends and Jewel and Rick are in love, has nothing to do with what you and I are. I just spent months on the run with you Lori. Just think of me as that annoying sister," she said as she smiled.

"He hates me, he's to kind to say it. I cheated on him with his best friend. We were over long before he moved out, Mariah," Lori said with her hand on her very pregnant belly.

"Rick doesn't hate you, Lori," Mariah told the other woman. "I know what it's like to hate your ex. I hated my ex, he hated me. We had court battles that would make battling walkers a welcome sight," she stated. "I would have put a screwdriver in his eye and walked away had we been on the run together. Rick didn't expect walk into camp and find not only Carl and you but the woman he'd fall for. Jewel certainly wasn't planning on falling hard for the man who left Merle on a roof. Trust me, I've thought about leaving him stranded but he could track, he'd find his way home like an old damn dog," she said with a small smile. "Trust me Lori, he still cares for you. Just not in the way you want, but that's alright, because you are not alone," she said as she hugged the other woman. 'Feeling better?"

Lori smiled. "Yes," she answered.

"Good, now rest, you need it before this baby comes," Mariah told her. "I'm going to go check on Carl for you. He's hanging out with Mitch," she said as she got up.

"Thank you Mar," Lori said as she leaned back on the cot.

Group POV:

Daryl laid weapons out on the table as he looked at them. "Not to bad of a haul," he told the group.

"Flashbangs, CS Triple Chasers, I'm not sure how much help they are going to be against walkers' but we'll take them," Rick told them.

"I'm going to ask a stupid question, but Jane said there was never such thing as a stupid question. Is a CS Triple Chaser just a fancy name for a grenade?" Jewel asked as she picked it up and looked at it.

Rick laughed as he kissed her. "It's like a three in one…you throw it, and it separates into three different parts. It releases a gas, it's good for crowd management," Rick explained.

Jewel nodded. "That should definitely be something that Summer carries. I know she isn't going on clearing with us, but on a regular basis, should be in her bag," Jewel told her husband.

Daryl picked up a helmet, and walker guts came out of it. "I'm not wearing this shit," he said as he put it down.

Jewel looked disgusted. "Oh I'm right there with you big brother," she said as she picked up a pair of gloves. "Eww," she said as she put them down.

T laughed. "You were a nurse, and this freaks you out?"

"Yep, blood no problem, decaying disgusting slimy goo from Walkers, eww," Jewel simply stated.

"We could boil them," T Dog suggested.

"Aint enough firewood in the forests," both Dixon siblings said together.

Glenn laughed. "You know it still kind of weird when you do that," he told them.

Daryl rolled his eyes. "We've made it this far with out, not wearing it," he simply said.

"Me neither, I think I'd puke," Jewel answered.

Mariah came in. "Hershel's checking on Lori before he joins you guys. I'll keep the fort secure," she said as she picked up a pair of gloves. "Disgusting…" she said as she put them down. "You aren't wearing them are you?" she asked Daryl and Jewel.

"Nope," they both answered as they took weapons.

Carl picked up a helmet to put it on.

"You're not going to need that," Rick said.

"Come on dad, you're kidding!" Carl told him. "I can do this."

Rick put his hand on the boys' shoulder. "I know you can, Carl. But I need you here. If something goes wrong, you could be the last man standing. I need you to stay here."

Carl nodded. "Sure," he said with a nod.

"Good, I was beginning to be worried that I was going to have to hold down the fort on my own," Mariah said as she nudged his shoulder. "Be careful."

"Always are," Daryl said.

"Maggie? Hershel ready?" Rick asked.

Both nodded as they walked out of the room and Carl closed the door behind them.

"Keep tight," Rick whispered as he handed Jewel and Hershel a flashlight.

"Dark spooky hallways never bode well in horror movies," Jewel stated out loud.

Daryl and Rick both looked at her. "Really?" Daryl asked.

"What? I'm just stating pure fact here," Jewel said as she walked over bodies and saw dead walkers.

"In this case we know what we are facing," Hershel told the younger woman.

Jewel held up her flashlight to reveal a large amount of walkers'. "Turn around!" she told the group.

"Back this way," Rick said as he pointed down the corridor.

"Stay close!" Jewel yelled as she noticed Glenn and Maggie not near them. "Tighten it up!" she ordered as she motioned with her hand.

"I got the back," Hershel told them as he got them in front of him.

The group stopped as they were surrounded by walker's on either side. "Now where?" T asked.

Jewel looked at the group in front of them. "Thinner that way. Best to clear a path, then pick up the stragglers. T, Daryl and I are best with one on one. We'll take out the middle," she started to explain.

"Then the rest of you take out the side group, fast, quick and go round that corner," Daryl said as he nodded toward the front.

T nodded. "Ready," he said as she brought up her ax.

"On count of three," Jewel said. "One two three," she said as the three of them cleared a path through the middle with the rest clearing the sides. Jewel and Daryl both rounded the corner a split second before T and the three of them continued to clear the path. The three of them heard Hershel scream from around the corner. "There's a door over there! Hershel! Rick! Talk to me!" she yelled as loudly as she could without attracting more walkers.

The three of them heard the gun shot and looked at each other. "Keep going," Daryl whispered as he kept clearing walkers.

"Daddy!" Maggie screamed.

"Oh God!" Hershel screamed in agony.

Jewel let out the breath she was unconsciously holding. "Get through that door!" she told the two men as she started to go back the other way.

"Jewel!" Daryl hissed as he split a walker's head in two.

Jewel saw Rick and Glenn helping Hershel, his leg bleeding. "Bit?" Jewel asked.

Rick nodded. "Get that door open!" he barked at the two men at the door.

T and Daryl opened the door. "Go!" T ordered as he swung the door open as Rick and Glenn helped Hershel in with Maggie and Jewel behind them.

"Close it!" Rick ordered as Jewel bent down beside them.

Jewel accessed the situation in a quick second, her mind going into emergency procedure. She always seemed calmer in this mode, always worked better. "Rick use your belt to tie above the wound," she said as she glanced at the ax. "Hold him down!" she ordered as she took off her shirt, leaving her in her sports bra. "Maggie, come here," she instructed as she held out her hand.

"There's only one way to save his life," Rick said as he handed her his belt and went and got the ax.

"Maggie, as soon as Rick does this, I need you to hold this as tight as you can alright? Maggie, answer me," Jewel demanded as she tied the belt around his leg above the wound.

"Yes," Maggie answered.

"Daryl, Glenn hold him down," Jewel ordered. She squeezed Hershel's hand as T struggled to hold the door closed. "You'll be alright Hershel," she told him as she nodded at Rick.

Rick took the ax and starts to cut off his leg. He took a breath as he hesitated and swallowed the bile coming in his throat and continued. Hershel passes out in pain.

Jewel nodded as Rick finished. "Maggie. As hard as you can!" she ordered. "Glenn look for something we can use as a mobile stretcher!"

"Duck!" Daryl ordered as he held up his flashlight.

Rick pushed Jewel down as he ducked with her looking at what caught Daryl's attention. Five men stare back at them wearing prison uniforms.

"Holy Shit," a man with a mustache says.

The group exchanged glances as shocked at they prisoner's were. "We've got get him back," Jewel told Rick as Daryl and T Dog walked over with to the prisoners'.

Daryl held out his cross bow in front of him. "Easy, now nice and easy," he told the prisoners. "Who the hell are you?" he demanded.

"Who the hell are you?" a Hispanic man with a pig tail asked as he eyed Jewel.

Rick glanced at the man, obviously not liking the look he was giving Jewel. "He's bleeding out," he told the group.

Jewel glanced at Rick. "He's got a gun," she whispered as he stood up.

"What happened to him?" the same man asked, as he eyed Jewel. "Haven't seen a woman in a while, so why don't we go talk about this in the back," he hissed at Jewel.

"Not if you were the last man on Earth," Jewel hissed. "Find me some bandages or towels! We got to get him back!"

"What happened to him?" the man asked again as he took a step forward like he was going to get closer to Jewel.

T and Daryl both held there weapons up. "Stay put," Daryl warned. "He got bit."

"Bit?" the man asked again.

Rick stood up and pointed the python on him. "Why don't you keep your eyes off my wife?"

Glenn started to walk to the room where the prisoners were. "You got medical supplies?"

"Whoa where do you think you are going?" a big man asked.

The Hispanic man moved his hand and raised the gun. "Who the hell are you people?" the man demanded again.

"Whoa whoa, no one needs to get hurt," Daryl said as he pointed his gun at him.

Jewel stood up and walked over to the group as she put her hand on Rick's shoulder and moved in front of him. "My friend asked you a question and one of you are going to answer it," she told them as she moved to the man with a gun. "You in charge? You obviously think you are, with the gun and all. What's your name?"

The man smiled. "Tomas. See, she knows a real man when she sees one," he said to Rick.

Jewel gave a small smile and glanced at Rick before she grabbed Tomas' arm with the gun and kneed him at the same time as she made him let go of the gun. "Now, my friend asked a question, do you have any medical supplies?" she asked as she pushed him against a wall.

"Bitch!" he yelled.

"That's my sister you're callin' a bitch," Daryl said as he held his arrow straighter.

"Mine too," T said as he held up his gun at the other men.

"Mine too," Glenn said.

"And my wife," Rick hissed as a younger black man went to move. "Does it look like she needs any help."

Jewel gave a smirk. "Oh I've been called worse by better men. And, I don't need these guys to back me up. You and I are going into that back room and you are going to get me anything you got to help me contain that bleeding," she said as she took off her knife and held it to his throat. "And Dickhead if you give me any trouble I'm going to be feeding those walkers' a nice snack, one piece of your time."

"Go on," Rick said as he motioned with his Python. "Right behind you."

(TBC)