A/N: I'm glad you guys like this so much. I'm going to try and keep the focus away from action and more in thr hurt comfort side of things because that's fun.

4.

Carl listened to the adults as they talked about Daryl and his chances of surviving.

But it was only Carl who had seen each wound inflicted on Daryl. Watched as Daryl had defiantly refused to make a sound of pain. And it'd cost him. Things just got more and more violent.

And when Daryl did eventually let a pained groan escape his lips he held his head down as though he were ashamed.

The Governor had held his head up, made him look at Carl. Let him see the weakness of the men who were supposed to be protecting him. Daryl's eyes were moist, unshed tears from his pain and shame within them.

Carl didn't see any weakness in Daryl. He saw unbelievable strength and he wanted to tell him that but he didn't dare to speak out for fear it would make The Governor punish Daryl more.

He'd watched Daryl suffering until his body could tale no more and he'd passed out in pain. And The Governor had nodded at his men, because it wasn't over with yet. They dragged Daryl through the woods back to the prison and then a group of the men left. He hadn't know it at the time, but they were drawing the walkers to them. The men left pulled on gloves and started to bind the barded wire around Daryl's legs and arms. The Governor held Carl back as they took Daryl down to the prison gates and started to wrap the wire around the fence.

Carl had been certain that a shot would have fired out from the watchtower but nobody was there. No one was watching out. The Governor let Carl go as a car pulled up. Unbound his hands and shoved the boy forward as he got into the car without looking back.

Carl could hear the walkers even before he could see them and he started to desperately pull against the barded wire and yelling for help.

"Carl?"

Carl looked up to Michonne who had a concerned look on her face. He was picking at one of the fresh scabs from the barbed wire, made it bleed.

"What?" he asked, defensively.

"Someone needs to stay with Daryl while we sort out the others in C Block and figure out what to do if The Governor attacks. Can you..."

"No! If someone had been in the guard tower when they bought him back you could have got The Governor. I'm going on watch and if he comes back, I'll kill him myself."

"Carl!" Carol called out after him but he just left without a look back.

Rick turned up just as Carl headed out. "What was that all about?" he asked.

"He's just upset about Daryl," Michonne said. Noticing Rick's slightly distant look she questioned, "How is he?"

Rick shook his head. "Hershel's checking him over. He was hot, I was worried about a fever."

"Could be shock," Maggie assured him.

"Yeah, he said that too."

"Rick, we need to deal with the people in C Block. No one knows what's happening but they know some thing is wrong." Glenn said.

"I don't know what to tell them."

"Maybe we need to find a safe place. Send the more vulnerable people out of here." Michonne suggested.

"That's a lot of people to move." Carol replied.

"If The Governor's watching he could attack them. They're better off here than in a bus."

"Really? He got in easily last time. The people at Woodbury, Judith, Hershel, Daryl, they'll all be sitting targets for him."

"If we send some people with them who could take care of themselves and the others with them, at least they'd be protected." Glenn tried.

"Okay, we need to vote on this. I said I'm not making decisions any more, and I meant it. So, who votes for sending the weakened out of the prison?"

Rick looked on as Glenn, Maggie, Michonne raised their hands. Carol looked torn. The idea of splitting the group up scared her. "Okay," Carol agreed. "But I want to stay with Hershel and Judith."

Rick nodded. "Okay, We need to see Hershel, Carl, Tyresse, Sasha and Karen. See what they think. And then, if they agree with the majority, we need to decide who's going and who's staying."