I slept me and Shane's argument off for half the day. Does he care for me that much? Andrea and Amy went fishin' in the quary, Dary, Glenn, Rick and T-Dog were still out lookin' for Merle. I went out of my tent. Dale came up to me with a worried face. "What is it, Dale?" I asked. "Do you mind coming with me, Bellefaire? I think somethings wrong with Jim, and uh… You seem to have a way to calm down the men around here."
I rolled my eyes. "Okay. Show me where he is." I said. We climbed up the mountain only to find Jim diggin' at the ground. He was diggin' gravesites. "Jim?" Dale asked. "You okay?" No answer. Jim was sweatin' like a pig. "Keep this up yer' gonna… kill over out here." Still nothing. "Drink some water at least." Dale said, concerned. But nothing. I sighed. "Jim? Honey, you need to speak." I said soothingly. I shook my head to Dale, and pulled him aside. "Looks like he's sufferin' a heat stroke, or he's about ta. Nothin' we can do, he could be dangerous. We'll wait till Shane gets back from his walk, let him handle it." I whispered. He nodded.
"I'll sit here and watch over'm. You keep watch for them to get back okay?" I said. "Alright." He said, and waited by the RV. I watched over Jim. Just then Amy came up to me holdin' a whole thing full of fish. I widened my eyes. "Holy shit, Amy! How-?" "My dad taught me and Andrea a while ago." She beamed. "Wow, hon. Great job. I used'ta love fishin'." "Me and Andrea and you will have to do it together, maybe tomorrow?" She asked. "Oh hells yea." I replied. "I'd help ya skin'm, but I'm alil busy here myself, skinnin' these squirells for Daryl." "That's okay. At least we'll be able to eat a good meal tonight." "Yeah, seems like forever since I've eaten. Since we have a lot, maybe I'll smoke half of the fish and half of the squirell so it'll last, in case of an emergancy where we don't have food." She nodded, "that's a great idea!" She smiled and left to go show the rest of the group.
About five squirell skinnin's later, Dale, Shane, Morales, Lori, Carol, Andrea and Amy came up the hill to where me and Jim were. "Hey Jim? Why don'tcha hold up, alright? Just gimme' a second here, please?" Shane pleaded. I stood up, and stood beside Shane. Jim looked up as if there was no problem. "What do ya want?" "Well, I'm just a little concerned man, that'sall." "Dale says you've been up here for hours." Morales chimed in.
Jim looked at Dale. "So?" "So, why ya diggin?" Shane asked. "What, ya headin' to China?" Shane chuckled. Jim smiled. "Dosen't matter, I'm not hurtin' anyone." "Yeah, except maybe yourself!" Dale said. "I-it's a hundred degrees today! You can't keep this up?" Jim got agitated. "Why sure I can! Why not!?" Lori stepped forward. "Jim, they're not gonna say it, so I will. You're scarin' people. You're scarin' my son. And Carols daughter." Jim looked up. "They got nothin' to be scared of! I mean, what the hell people, I'm up here by myself, why don't ya'll just go and leave me the hell alone?" "We think that maybe you need to take a break." Shane said. "Okay? Why don't you go get'churself some shade? Some food? Hey, I tell ya what, maybe in a little bit I'll come out here, I'll help you myself." No answer.
"Jim? Just tell me what it's about. Why don't you just go ahead and give me that shovel?" Shane said.
Jim got even more agitated. "Or what?" Shane shook his head. "There is no, 'or what'? I'm askin' you. I'm comin' to you and I'm askin' you. Please. I don't want to have to take it from you." Jim shrugged. "And if I don't, then what? Then your gonna beat my face in like Ed Pellitie aren't cha?" Jim looked to us. "Ya'll seen his face huh? What's left of it? … See now, that's what happens when someone crosses you." Shane grimaced. "That was different, Jim." Amy chimed in. "You weren't there! Ed was out of control, and he was hurting his wife."
"That is THEY'RE MARRIAGE! That is NOT his! He is NOT judge and jury! Who voted you king boss, huh?" Amy looked down. I patted her back. "He dunno' what he's sayin' sweetie." I whispered. "Jim, I ain't here to argue with you alright? Just give me the shovel, okay?" Shane said, reachin, for the shovel.
Jim refused and backed away. "Oh, no no no."
"Please, just-Jim!"
Jim shoved Shane and went to hit Shane with the shovel. "Shane! Watch out!" I hollered, but shane already had Jim pinned on the ground. "Jim, just stop it, hey hey hey! Jim? Jim!" Shane hollered, as Jim struggled. "Nobodies gonna hurtchu' Jim, do ya' hear me? Shhh. Jim, hey nobody is going to hurt you. Okay?" Shane handcuffed him.
Jim sobbed. "That's a lie, that's the biggest lie there is. I told that to my wife and my two boys about a hundred times. It didn't matter. They came out of no where...There was dozens of them. Just … Pulled them right out of my hand… The only reason I got away was because the dead were to busy eatin' my family…"
We didn't know what to say. Poor Jim… Shane looked to me. "Bellefaire, you wan' help me?" he asked with an apologetic tone. I swallowed, and nodded. I picked Jim's one shoulder and lifted it with Shane, we walked Jim over to a tree, and tied his hands around the back. "It's alright, Jim. I'm here, hon." I soothed. Shane and Dale came over with a pale of water. Shane got on him knees. "Jim… Take some water?" Jim nodded. "Alright." Shane filled a mug up and helped Jim drink it. "Here ya go, bud." I enjoyed this side of Shane. It's what attracted me. "Mmm. Poor some on my head?" Jim asked. "Yea." Shane poured some on his head. "How long you gon' keep me here like this?" Jim asked.
"Well.. Till I don't think your a danger to yourself? Or others." Jim nodded and looked over to Lori and Carol, who were teaching Sophia and Carl. "I'm sorry if I scared your boy. And your little girl." Lori shook her head. "You had a sun stroke, nobodies blamin' you." "Your not scared now, are you?" He asked. "No, sir." Sophia answered. "Your mom was right… The sun just… Cooked my head's'all." Jim explained. "Jim? Do you know why digging?" Dale asked. "Had a reason… Don't remember." Dale nodded. "Somethin' I dreamt, last night." he continued, looking to Carl. "Your dad was in it too, you were worried about him. Can't remember the rest. … You worried bout'chur dad?" Carl shook his head. "They're not back yet." Lori shook her head. "We don't need to talk about that." But Jim continued. "Your dad's a police officer, son. He helps people, prolly' just came across some folks that needed help that's all. … That man. He's tough as nails. I don't know'm well but… I can see it in'm. M'right?" he asked Shane.
"Oh yeah." Shane said. "There ain't nothin' gon' stop'm from gettin' back here to you and your mom, I promise you that." Carl and Lori smiled. I did too. I looked to Shane. "I'll watch over Jim, if you have somethin' you wan' do." I said. "Alright," Shane said, grabbin' the pale. "Who wants to help me clean some fish, huh?" "Sweet, c'mon Sophia!" Carl said. Him and Sophia ran after Shane. "Stay with Carol, alright?" Lori demanded.
Lori came over to me and Jim. She got down on her knees. "You keep your boy close. Don't ever let'm outta' your sight." Jim said. Lori nodded, and walked away.
About an hour and a half later, it was about two hours till dark. Shane came back. "Hey Jim, how ya feelin' man?" "I'm better." Jim replied. "Wore myself out."
"You understand the need for this? You understand how...I have others I gotta think about? I just wanna make sure there's no uh… there's no hard feelins'." Jim shook his head and smiled. "No, no. I do understand." "Why don'tcha come join in with the rest of us? A lil fish fry." Jim looked over at Carl who was standin' behind Shane. Carl smiled at Jim, reasuring him. Jim smiled back. "I'd like that very much." Shane untied Jim and helped him to the fire. He then looked at me and stared. I smiled. He smiled. "Thanks for lookin' out after'm." I nodded and went to sit beside Jim.
It was now dark out, Dale was passin' around fish for everybody, and some squirell. It tasted so damn good to have some meat again. We were all laughin, and tellin' eachother past stories, drinkin' some beer. Morales then asked Dale about his watch, and everybody laughed, hearing Dale tell his old story. Just then, Amy got up. Andrea looked to her. "Where you going?" "I have pee… Jeez, you try to be discreet around here." We all laughed. About ten minutes later, we hear Amy scream. We all turned around only to find Amy being bit by a walker. We all paniced. The children screamed, and clinged to their mothers. We all jumped up. I widened my eyes and took out my gun. "AMY!" I screamed.
Shane started shootin' walkers. Jim and Morales was killing walkers with a baseball bat. Dale shot at them too. "Shane what do we do!?" Lori sobbed. We heard another scream that came from Amy. This time she was being eaten in the chest. Andrea screamed and ran for her. Jim killed the walker. Andrea hit her knees. "OH GOD!" she sobbed.
"C'mon! Stay close!" Shane hollered at me. We were walkin' towards the RV. "C'mon ya'll! Work your way up here!" I started to feel my anxiety take over my body, and I froze. A walker came right up on me, but I didn't move. Right as the walker was about to bite my face, an arrow from Daryl's crossbow went straight through it's head, killing it. "Bellefaire!" Daryl hollered, grabbing my from behind, pickin' me up and draggin me to the RV. He stood in front of me, killing walkers, as the rest of the people did.
Thank God they were back. "Lori! Carl!" Rick sobbed, as Carl ran for Rick. All the walkers were down. Carl and Lori sobbed into Rick. I broke down and cried into the ground. I screamed in pain. Daryl and Jaqui came over to me. Daryl grabbed me from behind and sat me on his lap. I stuggled, I din't know what I was doin'. I screamed in agony. He wrapped his arms tight around me, not letting me away. "Quiet, Belle." He shushed into my hear… "Shhhh….shhh...It's alright, I'm here." Everyone looked over at us, watching. They've never seen Daryl like that. Shane watched Daryl. He didn't enjoy this. "What's wrong with her?" Lori asked, concerned. "Shush, baby.." Jaqui cooed.
Daryl felt a lump in my pocket. He pulled out my pill bottle. I had five pills left. He tossed it to Jaqui. "What's it for Jaqui?" he asked. She read the bottle. "Lexapro… Anti-anxiety and depression medication! She needs her medicine, she's havin' an attack." she said, rushin' to get pill out.
"How do you know that?" Shane asked. "I hadda' sista' once that took these for the same thing." she explained. "Here, baby." she said, shoving the pill in my mouth. But I wouldn't take it, I stuggled. I spit it out. Daryl grabbed me tighter, leanin' us back. He grabbed the pill and shoved it in my mouth forcefully. Jacqui handed him a bottle of water. He forced water down my throat and the pill went down. He kept me there for awhile, as my struggling faded away, and I calmed down.
He loosened up, and sat us up. He rubbed his thumb over my forehead, calming me. We watched Andrea cry over Amy. She was dead.
"I remember my dream now… Why I dug the holes." Jim said.