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Warnings: Definitely have a OOC character

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"..." Normal Talk

'...' Thought

"..."/'...' Flashback

Chapter 6:

Sick II

T-Dog and Rick returned with some more weapons for the prisoners while Christoper and Nathaniel decided to stay behind and took care of the others. But, instead of guns they brought melee weapons, such as a hammer, a metal bat, a crowbar a wooden bat and an axe. They placed them onto the tables to let the prisoners choose which one they want weapon would they wanted. Big Tiny took the hammer, Axel a metal bat, Thomas a crowbar, Andrew a wooden bat, and Oscar an axe.

"Why do I need this," Tomas raised the hammer "When I got this?" he asked as he took out his revolver.

"You don't fire guns," Daryl explained "Not unless your back's up against the wall. Noise attracts 'em. It really riles 'em up."

"We'll go in two-by-two," Rick started. "Daryl will run point with Rosalyn. I will bring up the rear with T. We stay tight and hold formation, no matter how close the walkers get. Anyone breaks rank, we could all go down. Anyone runs off, they could get mistaken for a walker and end up with an axe to the head."

"And that's where you aim." Daryl instructed "These things only go down with a head shot."

"You ain't gotta tell us how to take out a man," Tomas scoffed.

"They ain't men," T-Dog pointed out. "They're somethin' else."

"Just remember to go for the brain," Rick said

Tomas grabbed the keys and walked off as the others followed behind him.

Daryl peeked around the corner, checking for any walkers. When he didn't see any, he motioned the other that it was okay and ushered them to go. They started to move carefully down the hall, as quiet as they can be.

"Man, it's too damn dark in here," Oscar complained loudly

Daryl glanced down at Oscar's axe, which he was holding too loosely at on his hand. "Gotta hold it up high, out in front of ya," he informed him"You're gonna hear 'em before you see 'em."

They continued forward in a tight formation until there was a light sound echoed nearby. "It's comin'!" Axel shouted

Daryl quickly hushed him up, he had already explained that noise attracted walkers, but there he was, yelling in an empty hall where his voice would surely echo, making it seem even louder and attracting more attention than they needed.

They continued forward a little more, until Daryl heard another shuffled feet and some snarls from the walkers. He held up her hand to stop the the group and watched as the shadows of walkers reflected on the wall at the end of the hall.

The walkers turned towards the corridor and spotted them immediately. As they started stumbling forward towards the group, Daryl held up a finger, counting up. Before he could go past two, the prisoners got too excited and ran forward with angry cries. Rick and the rest of them stood back and watched as the prisoners beat on the walkers, and none of them was going for the head like they was told before. It was like a watching prison gang riot.

Big Tiny held one walker by the arms from behind while Axel started to smashed it's stomach. He dropped his bat at and picked up a sharp piece of metal that was on the ground. "You wanna taste me?" Axel cried as he started to stabs the walker

Rick, Rosalyn, T-Dog and Daryl watched with an unimpressed look as Rick heavily sighed.

The group was finally able to move forward after the rest of them killed off the walkers by stabbing it on the head.

Once again they turned into another corridor and paused, hearing another walker coming towards them.

"It's gotta be the brain," Daryl once again informed them "Not the stomach, not the heart." He fired his arrow into the walker's forehead as an example. "The brain."

"I hear you," Axel said. "The brain."

Another walker came into the area, and Oscar stepped forward to smashed his axe into its head. "Like that?"

"Uh-huh," Daryl nodded

Another walker approached them and Axel moved forward this time, forcing the end of his bat into the walker's head. He stepped back as another walker appeared, allowing Rick to step forwards and stab his machete into its face.

"Stay in tight formation," Rick demanded while looking back at them "No more prison riot crap."

More walkers appeared, and everyone started fighting—except for Big Tiny who stayed behind as Rosalyn noticed. She would't have realized that he was missing if not for his big body and it was kind of hard to miss his large figure squirming at the back of the group.

Rosalyn was about to encourage Big Tiny to stay fighting with the group, but she was distracted by a walker, and she had to put it down before it could get past her. Then she heard Big Tiny's cry of pain from behind them. She turned to see him attacked by a walker without hand from behind

Rosaly went to help as she noticed the second walker that was standing in front of Big Tiny. She stabbed her knife into its head and stepped to kill the walker that was trying to get Big Tiny, but she was forced to step back again as someone fired shots into its head.

Rosalyn watched the body fall to the floor at her feet as she looked over to see Tomas who's holding out his gun. She looked over to Daryl who's glaring at Tomas, but he didn't seem to notice; his eyes were trained on Rosalyn, almost seeming to challenge her. Her shoulders tensed slightly, and she took a step back as Daryl quickly went to block her view of Tomas and looked down at her

"You okay?" Daryl asked, his voice almost cracked

"Yeah, don't worry" She nodded. Daryl was about to turn around and beat the live out of Tomas, but Rick stopped him by giving a pat on his shoulder and walk towards Big Tiny. They turned to see Big Tiny holding one of his hands in front of him, covered in his own blood.

"Rick, let me borrow you flashlight," Rosalyn said, holding her hand out to Rick as she walked around to Big Tiny's back.

Rick pulled out his flashlight in understanding and handed it to her.

Big Tiny seemed to realize what she was going to do, so he unbuttoned his jumper and pull it down so that Rosalyn could look at his shoulder. She turned on the flashlight, and she shined the light upon his shoulder's wound. As soon as she saw the wound, she frowned. The cut was pretty deep, meaning that he would have a fever and turned into a walker, and it was in an area that was impossible to cut off like they've done with Hershel's leg.

Big Tiny quickly turned to look at her and Rick pleadingly. "I'm tellin' you, I don't feel anything. It's just a scratch."

"I'm sorry man" Rick looked down

"I can keep fighting!" he tried.

"I'm sorry... But it can't be helped" Rosalyn said

"You cut that old guy's leg off to save his life," Andrew remembered.

"Look at where the bite is," Rosalyn said. "We can't just cut it off like that"

"Guys, I'm fine!" Big Tiny continued to try to convince them. "Just..." He sighed, trying to keep himself calm. "I'm fine. Look at me. I'm not changing into one of those things."

"Look, there has to be something we can do," Oscar begged. "We could just lock him up."

"Quarantine him," Axel agreed.

"We gotta do somethin'," Andrew said

Rosalyn, Daryl and Rick exchanged looks. They knew that there wasn't anything they could do. But it seem that these prisoners weren't going to listen to them even if they explained the situation."What are you standing there for? We can't leave him!" Andrew snapped

"I'm sorry... We can't do anything about it" Rosalyn said

Andrew shook his head in disbelief. "You bitch..." he muttered as he took a threatening step forward towards her which stopped by Daryl who stood in front of Rosalyn while glaring at him before he pushed him back from her

"Took another fuckin' step towards her, and you won't be able to live" he growled lowly

"Daryl, Daryl, enough... it's okay" Rosalyn held him by his hand. Rick sighed in frustration as he stared at Big Tiny

"I'm all ri—" Big Tiny started again. But before he could finish, Tomas smashed his crowbar into the back of his head.

Rosalyn, Daryl and Rick stared down at his fallen corpse in disbelief before looking at Tomas. He just looked around at them before he started beating in Big Tiny's head, splattering blood everywhere. Daryl slightly pushed Rosalyn back and covered her line of view so she didn't have to watch the scene before them. When Tomas was finished, he looked up, panting, challenging anyone to speak against him.

And no one dared to speak up.

The group continued their way through the corridor, Rosalyn, Daryl, and Rick stayed at the back this time while T-Dog and Oscar were on lead, so that they could keep an eye on Tomas, who walked in front of them.

"You see the look on his face?" Daryl muttered.

"He enjoyed it a little too much," Rosalyn whispered

Rick nodded. "He makes one move…"

"Just give me a signal," Daryl said.

They soon arrived in someplace that looked like a laundry room. There were a few washers and driers, along with several racks of clean towels and sheets with some detergent. There were a pair of doors on the side, leading into the cell block where the prisoners would stay. They could hear a faint sound of walkers snarling from the other side.

Rick looked over to Daryl, who removed the ring of keys from his belt loop and tossed them down to Tomas' feet.

"I ain't openin' that," Tomas refused quickly

"Yes, you are," Rick said. "If you want this cell block, you're gonna open the door. Just the one, not both of 'em. Because we need to control this."

Tomas hesitated for a moment before bending down to pick up the keys. He glanced at Andrew before going to the doors as everyone else got ready for the walkers that were going to come pouring in. He unlocked the doors. "You bitches ready?" he asked.

He tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He tried again, with much force than last time, but still nothing. "I got this," he said cockily, and he tried to open one door again, but then he reached out at the last minute to throw open both doors. Several walkers started to pour into the room

"I said one door!" Rick snapped.

"Shit happens!"

As the walkers started pouring inside, and the group struggled to take them out. Rosalyn glanced several times towards Tomas, she got a feeling that he planned on doing something. Then a walker started to come between him, as he swung his crowbar, purposely trying to hit Rick, but luckily Rick was quick to dodge it and threw himself to the side.

When that plan did not work, Tomas glanced at Rick before he grabbed a nearby walker by the shoulders and threw it at Rick, who fell to the ground with it on top of him. Rosalyn killed the walker that was standing in front of her before she moved towards Rick and stabbed the knife into the walker's head. The body collapsed on to of him, and she grabbed it by the collar drags it off of Rick's body as Daryl helped him to get up.

As he pulled him on to his feet, the two of them exchanging a meaningful look. The last walker came out then and was taken down by Axel and Oscar. Now that the walkers has been killed, everyone paused to regain their breath.

Tomas looked at Rick who walked towards him and shrugged "It was comin' at me, bro," he defended himself

Rick nodded "Yeah. Yeah, I get it. I get it," he said. "Shit happens."

The two of them started to stare at each other and Rosalyn noticed that Tomas was looking slightly afraid. He was staring up at Rick, trying to figure out what he was going to do. She could see the conflict in Rick's eyes, even if his face remained emotionless.

She slowly raised her hand that's still holding the bloodied knife in her hand. Andrew seemed to notice it, and his eyes widened in fear when he saw he hand.

"No!" the prisoner shouted. He raised his bat threateningly and took a step around Rick, but he caught him before he could get any closer. Tomas tried to take advantage of this, and he raised his weapon towards Rick. But Rosalyn quickly sent the knife flying towards him and embedded itself deep in his temple.

Everyone watched as Tomas' body collapse onto the floor and turned around to stared at Rosalyn in shock, because she had just killed someone just by throwing a knife at him and it was hard enough to bury it deep into the skull.

Andrew finally seemed to snap out of his shock, and elbowed Rick's ribs, causing his grip to loosen and let him to escape. Seeing this, Daryl stepped forward, aiming his crossbow at the man threateningly before he could even take another step towards Rosalyn.

"Don't take another step," he warned him as he stood in front of Rosalyn protectively.

Andrew stared between them all fearfully before he turned around and ran off.

"I got him," Rick said as he regained his posture, he ran out after Andrew.

Daryl turned his crossbow on Oscar, who was staring after Rick in surprise. He turned to Daryl when he saw him pointing his weapon at him. "Man, get down on your knees," Daryl snapped.

Oscar raised his hands as he got down like Daryl said. Axel quickly did the same. "We don't have no affiliation to what just happened," Axel assured them. "Tell 'em, Oscar."

"Stop talkin', man." Oscar just shook his head.

When Rick returned, he was alone, but no one dared to ask what had happened. So, they turned their attention on Oscar and Axel, who'd been kept on their knees the entire time. Rick walked straight up to Oscar, angrily aiming his pistol at his head.

"We didn't have nothin' to do with that," Oscar told him.

"You didn't know?" Rick scoffed. "You knew. Daryl, let's end this now!" He turned on Axel. Daryl quickly took his place, taking out his knife and holding it to Oscar's neck.

"Sir! Sir, please! Please, listen to me!" Axel pleaded. "It was them that was bad! It wasn't us!"

"Oh, that's convenient." Rick spat out

"You saw what he did to Big Tiny!" he said. "He was my friend… Please, we ain't like that, I like my pharmaceuticals, but I'm no killer. Oscar here, he's a B&E, and he ain't very good at it neither. We ain't the violent kind, they were! Please, I swear to God! I wanna live!"

Rick stared down at Axel for a moment before turning back on Oscar. "What about you?"

"I ain't never pleaded for my life. And I ain't about to start now." He turned his gaze up on Rick "So you do what you gotta do."

The four exchanged thoughtful looks as Rosalyn lowered Rick's gun and shook her head

Daryl opened the door that led them into the cell block. They had decided that Oscar and Axel didn't have anything to do with what just happened, so they were keep to their promise to clear out a cell block for them.

Rick threw Axel inside, while T-Dog escorted Oscar in with Rosalyn behind them. They didn't bother going to clear the cells; It looked like they had been killed a long time ago. Axel and Oscar stared around at the bodies in shock.

"Oh man…" Axel muttered. "I knew these guys. They were good men."

"Let's go," Rick said to the rest of his group

Oscar turned to them. "So you're just gonna leave us in here? Man, this is sick."

"We're lockin' down this cell block. From now on, this part of the prison is yours. Take it or leave it. That was the deal." Rick said as stepped out of the cell block.

Daryl took a step after him. "You think this is sick? You don't wanna know what's outside."

"Consider yourselves the lucky ones," Rick spoke up from outside before he left.

"Sorry about your friends, man," Daryl apologized before he turned and went after Rick while mentioning Rosalyn to follow him

Rosalyn stared from outside of the bar and nodded at the two prisoners before following after Rick and Daryl.

"A word of advice," T-Dog said, still by the cell block "Take those bodies outside and burn 'em."

When the four of them finally returned, they found Nathaniel, Christopher, Carl and Glenn standing outside of Hershel's cell. They assumed that the rest of them were gathering in the cell with him."Hershel stopped breathing," Carl informed as soon as they stepped in. "Nicole and mom saved him."

"It's true," Glenn nodded

Rick and Rosalyn walked into the cell. Rosalyn looked towards Lori who stood with Nicole at the corner of the room behind the bunk bed.

"Still no fever," Lori nodded to Rosalyn

Rick nodded in understanding as he went to stand at Hershel's head. The old man was still unconscious, but still breathing. Rosalyn watched Hershel from where he stood, right beside Daryl who stayed on the doorway behind Carl.

She continued to stare at Hershel, and saw as his eyes started to flutter. She moved forward in excitement, and everyone quickly looked back at Hershel. His eyes fluttered open, and he looked out at everyone gathered around him.

"Daddy?" Maggie said while Beth cried out, "Daddy!"

Rick reached into his pocket and took out the key to the handcuffs so he could unlocked them. Hershel continued to look around at them until his eyes stopped at Rick. He reached his hand to him weakly, as Rick glanced around uncertainly before he took the hand and knelt down which making Hershel to smile weakly.

Rick looked to the sisters as they hugged and kissed each other, both crying in relief. He turned to Carl, who smiled at him. Finally his gaze then traveled up to Rosalyn, who excitedly grinning at Daryl who just smirked at her. She looked over to Rick nodded to him with a small smile.

Lori smiled slightly before leaving the cell and Rick watched her go before turning to Beth. "C'mere," he muttered as he held up Hershel's hand and reached out to Beth, placing it in her father's. He patted her on the back before standing up and going after Lori.

Rosalyn stayed in the doorway, watching as Beth and Maggie looking over their father. Nicole had moved to went out with Nathaniel and Christopher. Rosalyn smiled slightly as she turned around quietly and walked off into her cell.

Author's Note:

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