CDC CONCLUDED
warning beforehand: events are not at all as they were on the actual episode. neither is dialogue. This is the last of the CDC chapters. And all apologies for lack of updating. My computer kind of broke.
Dr. Jenner told them all as calmly as possible that he was not opening up the doors to let anyone out. That the only way out once they came inside was death. He also reminded them that they were warned the first night there and that he'd triggered the explosives rigged throughout the building and it's connected compounds. At first, everyone was stunned and shocked.
Shane broke first, getting violently angry. Lana eyed her former lover in concern because despite how much she hated him, she still felt worry and care for his well being, she wasn't like her sister, she couldn't just shut down everything they'd once been to each other. She didn't love him anymore and she knew that now, but she was still going to worry about him because they were having a kid together and she wanted him to actually be around for that kid.
Lana attempted staying calm, but when the rest of the group went into hysterics and no amount of begging and pleading seemed to make the man change his mind on letting them out, she felt her stomach churning nervously. Daryl confronted the man, he got violent also and Lana watched, holding her breath... It was maybe the second time she'd ever seen him get as angry as he had. When the shock wore off for her, the desperation set in just as Rick and T Dog managed to pull Daryl and Shane away and got them to stop throwing things around and breaking things.
She started to scream at the man angrily then. "Fuck you! My kid is not dying like this! I'm not dying like this! I made it too fucking far to die like this, damn it. So fucking let us out now or I swear to God..." she was being dragged away then, she realized as soon as the person who'd picked her up stood her on her own two feet again that it was Daryl.
He just stared at her for a few seconds quietly, shuffling his feet.
"We're gon get out, princess. Gettin all pissed off and upsettin yerself ain't good fer ya. Either of ya." Daryl stated calmly, giving her a solemn look as he spoke. "Rick thinks he kin talk to Dr. Jenner and make the guy let us all go. Then we're outta here. Shoulda never come here in the first place." Daryl paced as he spoke, kicking at a chairs legs. Lana was pacing too, hand in her hair.
From the doorway, Rick spoke up. "Everything okay in here?" he looked from his ex to one of the more volatile and lone wolf types of the group, Daryl. He still wasn't quite sure what to make of the guy or the fact that he and Lana spent the vast majority of their time together. He and Lana had dated a while in the past, they just kind of stopped being a thing and then Rick got with Lori, so right now, Rick was sort of wondering just exactly what happened while he was in a coma... Because deep down he felt the rift between himself and Lori and himself and Shane.
He'd been putting it down to all the fighting they did before his coma. Now he wasn't so sure because of comments Lana made to Lori when the two would argue. After a few minutes of silence, Rick turned to Shane and Daryl and said quietly, "We have to make that guy see that we don't want to die like this."
Lori started to say something but Lana gave her a silencing glare. It was on the tip of Lana's tongue to just end all the damn tension between the four of them and spill everything that happened while Rick was in his coma but at the end of the day, she was not going to be the one to hurt Rick. Lori did a good enough job at that from the way things seemed to Lana.
"Any ideas?"
"We try talking to him, calmly, rationally. Shane, you and Daryl need to get your hands on weapons just in case." Rick rubbed his forehead, looking from one guy to the other for a few minutes. Shane gave a nod and Daryl nodded too. After everyone left the room, presumably to go and talk to Dr. Jenner, to try and plead with him one last time, Daryl said solemnly, "I ain't gonna stick round here, wait on this popsicle stand to blow. C'mon."
"And just what the hell are we going to do?"
"Look for another way out, woman. Do ya really think they'd build a place like this, put all those fail safes in and not leave an emergency exit for anybody who ain't willin ta die? Now come on." Daryl spoke firmly, the tone he knew worked best on Lana from previous experience with her. Really, he knew there probably wasn't a hidden room or exit but he could tell she was panicking and deep down, he knew he was too.
And the stubborn and tough as nails redneck was not going to die this way. He hadn't made it this far to die because some asshole didn't want to live anymore and the lot of them happened to be trapped in the same building as said asshole. Just as he was about to do that, Rick and the others found them and told them that they'd gotten a window open somehow and that if they hurried, they'd be able to get out.
Daryl and Lana took off at a run to the window and it seemed like literal milliseconds later, the old gray truck was spinning wildly out onto the pavement and falling in behind Dale's rv.
The ride, for the most part, was silent. The air around the two inside the truck was just sort of heavy with unsaid things, with electric like tension and neither of them were sure what to do with it or how much longer they could actually ignore it.
CAVEAT LECTOR:
Another chapter posted and I am seriously beyond amazed at this point because I now have 17 reviews 23 favorites and 36 follows. And a special thanks to everyone who's favorited and followed and left r eveiws because they mean the world to me and they keep me encouraged.
Apologies to you guys big tiem because I haven't updated in almost 3 months. My computer broke and I just got the money to actually get it repaired. I'm going to keep the story going, no worries here. Thank you all for supporting and reading it so far. Next chapter begins their time on the highway. And maybe some lovely sexual tension and veiled flirting? And more drama?
