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Warnings: Definitely have a OOC character
Disclaimer: I Do NOT own Walking Dead
"..." Normal Talk
'...' Thought
"..."/'...' Flashback
Chapter 5:
Sick
Rick and Rosalyn exchanged look as they glanced back at the prisoners before they turned their attention back on Hershel, assuring themselves that Daryl had things covered when he circled around the others to get a closer look at the prisoners. "Who the hell are you?" he demanded.
"Who the hell are you?" the same prisoner threw back.
"He's bleedin' out. We've to go back and treated him," Rosalyn informed the others "For now, we can only put some pressure to slow the bleeding down"
Rick quickly looked up to Glenn and Maggie. "Come 'round here. Put pressure on the knee." Rick said while he placed a piece of cloth on Hershel's leg. "Hard, hard! Push, push."
Maggie hurried around to the other side of her father and took over putting pressure on the stump. Meanwhile, Glenn went to Hershel's bag and started rifling through it, searching for something or anything that could hopefully help Hershel. Rosalyn on the other hand was averting her attention to Daryl and the prisoners
"Why don't you come on outta there?" Daryl instructed the prisoners, his crossbow still aimed on them. "Slow and steady."
The five prisoners hesitated before they came out of the kitchen slowly, they're obviously surprised and confused. The first one to come out was a man, maybe Spanish with shoulder length black hair and tanned skin. His gaze wondered around from Daryl to the people gathered around Hershel. As he came out, the rest of the prisoners followed right behind him. Rosalyn noticed that they seemed to keep close to the man, which leading her to conclude that he must be the leader.
"What happened to him?" the leader asked.
"He got bit," Daryl replied.
"Bit?" he repeated somewhat fearfully as he pulled a gun from the front of his pants.
As soon as he did, Rosalyn stood up and took her gun from its holster on her hip and aimed it at his hand that was holding the revolver. The man turned his gaze on her, and his eyes immediately trailed up and down her form. She gradually tensed at the unwanted stare and she watched as the corners of his lips turned up in a pleased smirk when he was finished checking her out
His eyes finally fell onto her face "And who are you?" he asked
"None of your business," Daryl snarled as he stood in front of her in a possessive stance
"What? You her boyfriend or somethin'?" The man asked with a rise of an eye brow as he narrowed his eyes on him
Daryl paused for a few second and glared at the man "So what if I am" he snarled
The man stared at him in disbelieve and frowned "Seriously? You and him?" he scoffed as turned his gaze back to Rosalyn "C'mon, can't you choose something a little bit better? Someone like me perhaps."
Rosalyn stared at Daryl, still shocked by his respond and she couldn't help the smile that came onto her lips. "Why would I want something that 'a little bit better' -such as you- when I got so much more?" she asked as she raised her eyebrow with a slight smirk played on her lips " If you don't think he's not good enough for me, what makes you think you would have a chance?"
The man frowned angrily at the insult. "Ho, just so you know, sweetie. If you had me, you'd never look at another guy."
"Really now?" Rosalyn let out a light laugh "You're pretty confident for someone with that face, but no offence I've never seen anybody who got such a bad face as yours" Rosalyn said sweetly as she smiled innocently. The man's eyes flared at the insult, and he turned his gun on her which making her to widen her smirk. "I appreciate your kind offer, but I'll stick with him, thank you very much" she went on, deciding to make him angrier
Some of the prisoners had to stifle laughs when they heard her words while the leader glowered at her "You better watch your mouth, bitch," the man spat angrily "Just because you think you're pretty doesn't mean I won't hurt you"
"You should be the one who should watch their mouth," Daryl interrupted when he took a step forwards toward Rosalyn. During the confrontation between Rosalyn, Daryl and the prison leader, Rick was holding the rag that was used to wrap Hershel's stump while Maggie took another towel from the bag
"I need you to hold this," Rick instructed.
"Okay" Maggie nodded in understanding and did as he said.
"As hard as you can." he added
"Y-Yes" She almost choked on her words as she held her sobs
Glenn stood up from his place next to Hershel's bag. "You have medical supplies?" he asked the prisoners while he walked straight into the kitchen without waiting for any response. The leader trained the barrel of his revolver on him as he passed before turning it back on Rosalyn and Daryl
"Whoa, where do you think you're goin'?" a large black man asked, but he got ignored.
"Who the hell are you people anyway?" the leader asked.
"Don't look like no rescue team," the white prisoner added.
Rick was heaving Hershel up so that his upper body was off the ground while Maggie kept his stump closed as tightly as possible. "If a rescue team's what you're waitin' for, don't," he scoffed. When Glenn came out of the kitchen with a service cart, he put one of Hershel's arms around his shoulders "C'mon, we gotta go. Now! C'mon!" he instructed "I need a hand here!"
Glenn stopped the cart next to them before moving to grab Hershel's other arm and throwing it up over his own shoulder. Maggie had to remove the rag and step back while he and Rick heaved Hershel up and laid him down on the cart "One, two, three, go!" As soon as he was on, Maggie returned to put pressure on the leg.
"Holy Jesus!" the white prisoner gasped.
"T, the door!" Rick called.
"Are you crazy? Don't open that!"
"We got this!" T-Dog assured him before he removed the fire poker from the handles. The doors were thrown open immediately as a riot walker stumbled in. It looked like the other walkers had grown bored and left. T-Dog pinned the walker to the other door and held it in place so that he could stab the fire poker into the walker's jaw.
While he took out the walker, the others pushed the cart out of the room
"Rosalyn! Daryl!" Rick called over his shoulder.
Daryl started backing up towards Rosalyn, both of their weapons still trained on the prisoners while the prison leader kept his revolver trained on them in return. Once Daryl was at her side, he reached out and grabbed her by the hand, urging her get out. Daryl kept his crossbow trained on the prisoners until they had passed through the doors.
They pushed Hershel through the halls, Glenn was at the front with his flashlight lighting the way while Rosalyn and Daryl stayed at the back of the group, in case any walkers came up from behind. Glenn started leading the others to the left of another hall, but he was forced to a stop by Rick, who had spotted one of the arrows that Glenn had left earlier.
"This way! No, no, no. Back, back!"
A walker stepped out from around the corner, blocking their path. "Daryl!" Rick called.
Daryl raised his crossbow and fired an arrow into the walker's head as it fell to the ground. Once it had been taken down, Daryl paused to retrieve his arrow from the walker's head before continuing to lead the way out of the hall.
"C'mon!" Daryl called back to the others "Go, go, go!"
Daryl paused to let the others roll Hershel out in front of him as he get to the back of the group to join Rosalyn. They continued through the halls as quickly as they could, trying to make their way back to the cell block. After going a bit further, Rick glanced back past everyone. "Stop, stop."
Daryl pointed back at the hall they just passed as the others followed his hand to see a group of shadows following them. "Follow the flashlight," a voice spoke from the direction of the shadows. "C'mon, let's go."
The Hispanic prisoner stepped out into the hall where the group were waiting, his gun raised. The other prisoners followed behind him closely.
"Rick" Rosalyn called out to the man who's spacing out as he snapped out fo his thought
Rick brushed the thought off for now because Hershel's condition "Let's go," he encouraged the others. "Go, go, go, go, go."
They continued to the cell block.
Soon enough, Daryl was unlocking the barred door that led into the sitting area. Once he had it, he opened the door and stepped aside to let the rest through first. Glenn and Rick rolled the cart through with Maggie, who had kept pressure on the leg the entire time.
"He's losin' too much blood!" Maggie informed the others.
"Rosalyn!" Rick called out to the girl who had paused right beside Daryl
"Yes!" she quickly responded as she ran towards the rest of the group after giving a nod to Daryl.
Rick nodded as they continued to the door "Open the door!" he shouted to the rest of their group. "It's Hershel! Carl, c'mon!"
"Oh my God!" Carol gasp from inside the cell block.
"Daddy!" Beth cried out.
Carl hurriedly unlocked the door to their cell block and threw it open so that they could push the cart inside. Once they disappeared inside, T-dog went up to the door and locked it behind them, leaving him, and Daryl out in the sitting area. While Hershel received treatment for his leg, they had to make sure that the prisoners that had been following them didn't get inside to the others.
"Go, go, go, go, go." Rick ushered Maggie and Glenn to push the cart into one of the cell "In there."
"Turn it, turn it." he instructed hurriedly "Turn around."
"Get him on the bed" Rosalyn said quickly as she ran upstairs to retrieve her bag while the other started to question about Hershel
"He got bit" Rick informed the other.
"Oh, my God, he's gonna turn." Beth said in panic as she watched the other
"Did you cut it off?" Lori asked as Carol pulled a sheet from the upper bed and placed it on Hershel's stump
"Yeah" Rick answered quickly
"Maybe you got it in time." she replied hopefully as she and the other lifted Hershel up from the cart and moved him onto the bed.
"Oh god" Carol breathed out. The other backed away as Carol went to see the stump and gasped "Oh! Oh, I need bandages"
"Rosalyn!" Rick called out to Rosalyn who haven't returned yet.
"I'm sorry!" Rosalyn replied back as she got into the cell. She quickly placed her bag on the ground and the other started to make a way for her "Carol, let me handle this"
Carol quickly backed away as Rosalyn went to check Hershel's breathing by placing her cheek next to the his mouth to check for breath and then she checked his neck for a pulse. Then she turned to the other "I need some towels"
"Carl, go get the towels from the back, right next to my bed." Lori said to his son as he ran out of the cell.
"Is he gonna die?" Beth asked sadly to Lori as she shook her hadn and hugged her
"No, no, no, no." she patted Beth's head "He's gonna be okay,he's gonna be okay."
"You think you can stabilize him?" Rick ashed as he kneeled beside her while staring between her and Hershel
"What do you take me for?" Rosalyn almost joked which making Rick to gave a tiny smile. "Alright. I need to keep his leg elevated. Go get some pillows"
Rick nodded and quickly shot up onto his feet and ran out of the cell.
"He's already bled through the sheets" Maggie noted
"We can burn the wound to clot the blood." Glenn suggested as he looked over to Rosalyn "I can start a fire."
"No, please don't do this." Beth begged as she shook his head
Rosalyn shook her head "No, the shock could kill him," she explained "It's not gonna stop the arteries from bleeding."
Glenn and the other nodded in understanding as Rick and Carl returned with the pillows and towels. Rosalyn quickly lifted his stump above heart because it will help to reduce severe bleeding and placed the pillows under the leg to support it "Alright then, let's get started"
"Okay... and done!" Rosalyn exclaimed as she finished wrapping Hershel's leg with bandages. She manages to clean the wound and stop the bleeding, so now they could just hope Hershel could wake up, alive and not as walkers.
"Oh god... thank you" Carol breathed out "If we can get him through this-"
"When we get him through this." Rosalyn pointed out
Carol nodded in respond and continued "We'll need crutches."
"Right now we could use some antibiotics and painkillers, some sterile gauze" Lori said, looking over to Rosalyn "You still got some of them, right?"
"There's not much... but yeah, I have some" Rosalyn nodded
"There's got to be an infirmary here." Carol concludes
"If there is, we'll find it." she replied with a smile
Carol looked over to Lori before averting her eye to Hershel "You've gotta be worried sick about delivering the baby." she said to Lori who looks right back at her.
"Look at me." Lori said after a moment of pause as he turned to Carol "Do I look worried?"
"You look disgusting." she replied with a laugh
"So do you." Lori lightly laughs while looking down at Hershel "We'll get through this."
"Yeah" Rosalyn nodded in agreement
Then, footsteps were heard as Rick came into the cell "Is he stabilize?" he asked as he eyes Hershel while looking over to Rosalyn who's looking up to him "Yeah" she nodded
"Alright then, we're going to go back, you comin'?"
"Yeah, sure" Rosalyn nodded as she stood up and walked towards the sink and washed her bloodied hand. "While I'm gone, make sure you monitored his pulse and breathing... Sharon could help you, right Sharon?" Rosalyn asked as she glanced out at Sharon who's standing outside with her brothers
"Oh yeah, of course" Sharon nodded as she walked into the cell.
"You two, we could use some extra hands" Rick nodded his head to Nathaniel and Christopher who's looking at him in surprise "That is if you want to come" Rick added when he see them hesitating while exchanging look with each other "Don't worry, it's gonna be alright even if you come with us" Rosalyn said as she got out of the cell and walked towards them before giving them a pat on the shoulder "I can assure you it'd be safe"
At their sister's words they nodded their head at the same time "Alright"
It had seems that Axel propose a compromise of moving into a different cell block, so Rick and Tomas eventually make a deal: In exchange for half of the prisoners' food supplies, they shall help clear out a different Cell Block. So now, Tomas was led the way back to the cafeteria
"Pantry's back here," he informed to the others.
"You never tried to break out of here?" T-Dog wondered as he looked around the mess in the cafeteria a little more closely. The corner of the room was filled with garbage bags, and the tables had been pushed up to the walls.
"Yeah, we tried to take the doors off," the older prisoner replied. "But you make on peep in here, then those freaks will be lined up outside the door growlin', trying to get in. The windows got bars on there that He-Man couldn't get through."
"Bigger than a five-by-eight," the white man explained.
"Won't find me complainin'," the bigger one added in. "Doin' fifteen years. My left leg can barely fit in one of those bunks."
"Yeah, we don't call him Big Tiny for nothin'," the other man chuckled lightly
Tomas leaned in the doorway to the kitchen. "You done jerking each other off? Sick of waitin' back here."
Rosalyn glanced over at Rick and met his cautious gaze. It seemed that he did not trust Tomas just like her. While the rest of their group followed the prisoners in to the kitchen, Rick reached down to place his hand near his gun, same does Rosalyn. They followed the others back into the pantry, which was almost filled with bags of foods. Rick and T-Dog stared around at all of it in awe and surprise. It was more food than they had seen in the past months
Daryl looked around at it blankly before stepping up to the leader while pointing his flashlight over to the foods and to Tomas' face "This what you call a little bit of food?" he scoffed as he turned off his flashlight
"Goes fast," Tomas defended himself.
"Mm-hmm.," he muttered, obviously not believing him, as he stepped past him to get a better look at all they had.
"You can have a bag of corn, some tuna fish—" Tomas started to say, but he was cut off by Rick.
"We said half. That's the deal," he reminded him before turning to the freezer door next to him. "What's in there?"
"Don't open that," the older prisoner warned him.
Before he could hear his warnings, Rick opened the freezer door only to gag as he was hit with a strong small of urine and... you know... feces. Rick coughed and gagged, supporting himself with the door frame, while Nathaniel and Christopher both wrinkled their noses at the smell.
Tomas chuckled at Rick's reaction. "He wanted to know."
Rick slammed the freezer's door close before turning to the prisoners with the look of disgust plastered on his white prisoner had crossed his arms and was staring at the ground in embarrassment. "I can't wait for my own pot to piss in," he muttered, avoiding Rick's eye.
Everyone was silent for a moment as Rick recovered from the smell "We should get some of this back to the others before we continue," Rosalyn said, breaking the silence between them and nodded towards her brothers to go to Daryl who's already looking at the foods
Rick nodded. "Alright then, everyone grab something and we'll bring it back to the cell block," he instructed the others.
"Actually," Christopher spoke up before Rosalyn could take a step, "I believe it would be best if Rosalyn and Daryl stayed here, you know... just in case" He said as he threw a look at Tomas before looking back at Rick who's already thinking about his suggestion
Rick looked Christopher for a moment before nodding slowly. "Right, it's a good idea" He said before he looked over at the couple. "You two okay with that?"
"It's not a problem," Rosalyn smiled
"Fine with me" Daryl shrugged in respond
Rick, T-Dog, Nathaniel and Christopher grabbed as much as they could carry and started out of the messy cafeteria. Before passing through the doors, Chris stopped to look back at them. "Take care of my sister, alright?" he nodded at Daryl
"Always do" Daryl smirked
Christopher smiled at his respond and threw a quick wink at Rosalyn who's looking at him bashfully, before he turned around to follow Rick, Nathaniel and T-Dog back towards the cell block. As soon as he was out of their sight, Daryl turned to walk over to one of the tables where Rosalyn sat.
"I think Christopher like you" she smiled amusedly
"Shut up" he muttered as he rolled his eyes "The other one didn't seems to like me at all"
She laughed in respond as she smiled slightly "That's just how he is, he never liked the thought of me getting close to any man" she explain "Don't take it to the heart"
"I know" he grumbled
Rosalyn nodded in satisfaction as she scooted closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. Daryl built up the courage to reach out and wrapped his arm around her waist before pulling her closer into his side.
The prisoners watched the two from the kitchen, everyone exchanging entertained looks except for Tomas and Andrew who doesn't look interested at all.
"So how long you two been together?" the older prisoner decided to spoke up.
"Not that long. A few months," Daryl answered before Rosalyn could answer him
Rosalyn looked up at him, surprised. She never expect him to be so open about his relationship, thinking that he himself never dated anyone just like she does.
"Really?" The prisoner looked shocked "It's just the way you two look at each other, I thought you were married for a long time" he answered which making Rosalyn to gave out a faint blush to appear on her cheek.
"We didn't even know each other before this mess started," Daryl shrugged
"Guess it did you two a favor then," the white prisoner smiled
Daryl looked at Rosalyn from the corner of his eye as she smiled sweetly "I guess it really did"
Author's Note:
Well, tell me what you think, and sorry if Daryl was out of his character! I just love fluff so so much... . Though I suck at them... Tell me if I make a mistake, alright? oh and THANK YOU FOR READING! PLEASE REVIEW AND ALSO THANKS FOR THE REVIEW :v LOVE YA ALL! BYE! PLEASE REVIEWWW!
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