So, since the last one was so short I decided to make this one kind of long.
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I couldn't tell how long I had been in there the walkers had finally walked off. I guess something else caught their attention. Finally the pain in my stomach stopped and became a dull, slow, pulse. Leaning back against the wall, every time I moved the pain would come back ten fold; listening for any indication that someone was even looking for me. Finally I heard a pounding, like someone was hitting the wall constantly. Grabbing an arrow, tears welling up as the pain came back, tapping the ground as hard as I could, praying whoever was outside would open the door and see me.
After a few moments, the door slowly opened to reveal Daryl and Carl looking down at me with a smile on both their faces.
"Cobra."
"D-Daryl?"
My voice barely above a whisper as he smiled, bending down to pick me up. Whimpering in pain as he moved me.
"What happened?"
"I was over ran, h-had to hide."
He nodded telling me to stop talking and motioned for Carol to grab my weapons.
Feeling my eyes start to close Daryl nodded, saying I was safe.
Waking up in a panic, sighing when I spotted Carol looking down at me.
"What happened?"
She smiled, sitting next to me, placing a trey of food on my lap.
"Daryl and I found you in a closet, you were in there for a few days."
"How did you know where to look?"
I questioned around mouthfuls of beans.
"Carl told us where he last saw you."
Looking around I noticed we were all alone, but the air felt different.
"We lost people didn't we?"
"Yeah."
I stopped eating looking at her.
"Who?"
"T dog, Lori."
"The baby?"
Carol shook her head.
"The baby survived thanks to Maggie."
I smiled, sighing for a moment.
"I guess that's a good thing then."
She nodded, gently moving the trey away from me.
"Where's Daryl?"
"He'll be back, he went on a supply run."
Nodding I grabbed her before she could leave.
"Please don't leave me Carol, I can't stand being alone anymore."
She smiled lightly.
"Why don't we get you up and moving? Get some motion back in your legs."
"Ok."
Swinging my legs over the side, easing up on shaky legs, but standing all the same.
"Lets take a walk."
I smiled and followed after her, asking about my crossbow.
"I don't think you're strong enough yet."
"Where is it Carol?"
She sighed, walking over and bringing it to me.
Smiling I slipped it over my shoulder, almost falling over, but loving the familiar weight.
"Cobra?"
Looking up I grinned and ran towards Daryl. Flinging myself at him as he lifted me up on to his waist, my legs wrapping around him.
"Don't let me go."
"Never."
I smiled and just let him hold me while Carol smiled at us, shaking her head for a moment before I spotted someone lying on the floor.
"Who's that?"
He turned so he was facing the body.
"She won't say."
Dropping my legs, letting Daryl go as I walked over to the woman, as she looked me over from her spot on the floor, looking at my crossbow in apprehension.
"What's your name?"
She looked at me with cold dark eyes as I sat across from her.
"You can tell me hun, I'm not gonna hurt you. Actually, I'm pretty sure you would do more damaged to me."
I laughed light heartedly as her eyes widened when I said hun and when I started laughing.
"Please? I'm not the best interrogator, I just want to know what your name is."
She continued to stare blankly at me.
As Rick came in, I listened as she explained how she found us, only for Daryl to stick his crossbow in her face.
"Down Daryl."
"There's a town about seventy-five survivors, they were probably taken there."
Smiling at the girl as Daryl walked over, lightly touching my shoulder to get me on my feet.
Rolling my eyes I stood up, following the group to the stairs.
"How do you know we can trust her?"
I looked at one of the prisoners, sitting next to Carol on the stairs.
"This is Maggie and Glenn, why are we even arguing?"
"I'll go after them."
"Me too."
Everyone turned to me as I stood up.
"No your not."
"Glenn was my best friend Daryl. I'm going."
He sighed watching as I went to gather my stuff, making sure I had everything I was going to need for this little rescue mission. Walking out to the cars, helping to load the little Toyota as Daryl made sure we had everything we could need.
"Are you sure your ready for this?"
I turned looking at him, grabbing his collar kissing him fully on the lips.
"I'm not gonna hold everyone back, so stop acting like I am."
He nodded, watching as I finally climbed into the car, gently he slid in next to me. Laying my head on his shoulder as the car began to move.
"How are two so calm?"
We looked over at the prisoner I hadn't officially met yet.
"They've been together for awhile."
I glanced at Rick in thanks as he answered for us.
"I miss him."
"I know."
I sighed, thinking of my brother, how much I missed him.
Pulling off to the side I sighed as we piled out of the car.
"They have patrols, we're better off on foot."
"How far?"
"A few miles."
Nodding I followed as we wondered into the woods, quickly coming across a small group of walkers. Grabbing my knife I started stabbing as many as I could.
"There's to many of em!"
Setting off into the woods, quickly spotting what looked like an abandoned hunters lodge.
"In here."
Running ahead I opened the door, sliding in after everyone.
"Keep it down keep it down."
"Oh God, what's that smell?"
Turning we spotted something in a chair keeping by the door with our mysterious leader, watching as Daryl walked over to the figure. Hearing a bang we jumped, looking at the door.
Hearing a voice we looked up in alarm to see a crazy man holding a shotgun.
"This ass is going to die."
As Rick went to grab for his badge I ran up grabbing the gun, almost shooting Daryl as it went off, keeping a good grip on it till the guy bent over and bit into my arm, causing me to scream and drop the weapon. As the man freaked out our leader stabbed him threw the heart with one of her swords.
"Cobra? You ok?"
I nodded, cradling my sore arm, thankful the man didn't break the skin.
Standing back as Rick and Daryl threw the man into the mini hoard of walkers, before running out the back door. Following the woman as she led the way.
"This is crazy."
"You got that right."
As night fell we finally came up to a wall, watching as the boys waited, I took off, wanting to find Glenn and Maggie before anything bad happened to them.
Finding a small whole, barely big enough for me to fit threw in the side of a building.
Beggars can't be choosers, guess they'll find another way in.
Looking around at the room I had entered, looking like a storage room until I heard gunshots.
"Lord let them be ok."
Running out the door, keeping my gun down as I ran towards the sound, coming up to a warehouse. Sighing when I spotted the group running into another building.
"What the hell happened?"
Looking at Glenn for an answer.
"It was Merle and Matt."
Daryl and I both stopped.
"What?"
"Are you sure?"
"Face to face, he threw a walker at me."
As Rick and Daryl tried to argue with each other I stepped in-between the two.
"Look boys, we need to get out of here."
Turning to Daryl, forcing him to look at me.
"Look, I know you want, need, to see Merle. I know, I need to see Matt. But the fact is we can't right now. Ok?"
He nodded, obviously torn at what to do.
"Everyone stay tight."
As the door was opened Daryl threw out a tear gas grenade giving us some cover as we moved towards the wall.
As shots rang out, I tried to stay as close to Daryl as possible. Shooting at a few men that almost shot me. As everything started to fall apart, I didn't know what to do as I was somehow separated from the group.
Grabbing another grenade, throwing it as I spotted the group coming out of a building. Shooting at the bastards that wouldn't let us leave, filling a bullet graze the side of my head I ducked down.
"Shit."
Feeling pain in the back of my head before something was thrown over my head. Screaming and kicking as someone bounded my hands with what felt like duck tape.
Being dragged somewhere I started panicking, finally I could here someone talking.
"What can I say? Hasn't been a night like this since the walls were completed."
Great, that must be the governor that the woman was talking about.
"And I thought we were past it. Past the days when we all sat huddled scared in front of the TV. During the early days of the outbreak. The fear we all felt then, we felt again tonight."
This guy sounds like he needs some mental help.
"Worst because two of those terrorist are two of our own. Merle and Matt."
My heart stopped at the names, my brother and my best friend where near by, and I couldn't do anything to get to them.
Feeling someone moving me again, forcing me to walk as I tried to listen to the conversation before the bag was pulled off my head and I was looking at Daryl, his hands bound behind his back. Looking over I almost collapsed in tears as I spotted Merle with something metal covering his hand and Matt, with his tattered brown hair, blue eyes looking at me in shock, his left hand covered in the same metal as Merle's.
"What should we do with them huh?"
Looking around as the crowd kept yelling to kill us, and for once. I honestly feared for my life.
As the man with the bandage around his head and right eye turned to Merle and Matt, I felt the sudden erg to attack him.
"You wanted your brother and sister, you got em."
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