An: another short chapter :)
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Chapter 5
She was up and moving the next day. Daryl had seen Carol's raw determination not to slow his group down. She pushed herself to her limit. Not wanting to slow them down. Little did she know that she could be headed for her worst nightmare.
They were headed out. They had secured q better vehicle and they wanted to scavenge along the way. Daryl pulled the SUV into an alleyway of the small shithole of a town they were in.
She was in the front seat. She unbuckled her seat belt, but he put out his hand.
"You can stay with the car." He said intently. Not wanting her to argue.
"I can help." Carol said.
"I don't doubt it. But you can stay with the car." He said. It only made sense she was injured and really he knew nothing of her abilities, and somehow the thought of putting her in danger rotted in his gut. Considering what they might do to her, betray her.
She nodded jerkily, he pulled out a gun to give her, saw Merle shaking his head no behind her but offered it anyway.
She shook her head no "You might need it...I have my knife." Carol said softly pushing the hand offering the gun away. He could feel that same jolt. That sensation he'd had last night when he'd held her. Touching her felt right and he didn't like to touch anybody.
"Daryl stop washing your panties and come on!" Merle huffed, as the guys got out of the car.
The three were in front of the car watching and waiting on him but he turned back one last time "Promise me you'll be here when we get back." He said.
Her eyes were suspiciously wet, that clear blue sparkling like the sea. A twitch of a smile graced her face and she nodded slightly. He barely heard her when she murmured
"Stay safe"
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The grocery store was small and a small herd had congregated at the door.
The herd was quickly dealt with as the four men moved through the grocery store.
"Score" Martinnez said almost silently as they moved through the store. It was almost untouched.
Daryl felt the hairs stand up on the back of his neck. The place was littered with signs of people being here recently.
"This don't feel right.." He whispered as a chill reached up his spine. Something ain't right here he thought just as he turned a corner. Right into the butt of a gun.
"What do we have here?" a strange voice cackled.
The butt of the gun hit his temple once again as he dropped to the floor.
Fuck he thought before he succumbed to unconsciousness as Merle was being dragged in by another asshole, Martinez and Perez were pushed down to their knees in front of him. Maybe they were getting what they deserved.