Lemme know if you guys want me to flashback to Carphia smut next chapter. I won't do so unless asked.
Carol and Daryl woke to the sounds of screams. Thinking, briefly, it was Beth, they slumbered on, but then a wailing child sounded and they were up, throwing on their clothes, stuffing frozen feet into boots. Daryl grabbed his bow, Carol her knife and they took off up the stairs, leaving their love den for the last time.
Carol picked up the emergency bag, it had food, some water and medical supplies inside. She took off running, Daryl hot on her heels.
" Run! Run!" Daryl yelled, pushing her toward Sophia's room. Carol forced her way in, freezing when she saw Carl helping Sophia into her pants, his own opened, belt on the floor. The condom lay there, covered in blood, and Carol said nothing, just threw Carl's shirt at her daughter and grabbed her hand, taking off running into the mess. Sophia struggled into the shirt, Carl hot on her heels. Carol was happy for Sophia, but didn't have time to think about it now.
" Get in the car baby, Carl take her, go on! You know where to meet us. I have to go back for Daryl and the babies. I love you." Carol kissed her crying daughter before running back into the prison, the car speeding off behind her. She dived as a walker stumbled past.
Daryl saw the car leave and let out a sigh of relief, cranking up his bike. Carol was safe, tucked into the car with Carl and Sophia. He took off, toward the meeting place.
" NICO. LIZZY. MIKA. COME ON!" She called, forcing herself against the door to the room the kids were hidden in. Carol had had them shut the door with a chair. " We need to get out, come on girls. Please come out." She rattled the nob, the cries behind the door too loud in the panic.
After a moment the door burst open and Mika screamed, the groans and shuffles of the dead rising behind Carol. She cursed, turning around, spying the large herd that was quickly closing in on them.
Carol pushed the kids back, slamming the door, jamming the chair back into place as the dead started thumping at the door, moaning and snarling to be let in. Lizzie was having another panic attack, like when she'd lost her daddy, Mika was crying in the corner and Nico was howling and screaming, his bed covered in urine.
Carol moved fast, holding Lizzie by the arms, looking her right in the eye. " Count with me, breath in, one! breathe out, two! breathe in, one! breathe out, two! Breathe in, one! breathe out, two!" Lizzie finally calmed down, settling herself on the bed she shared with her sister and Carol was moving on to the next child.
Mika, she'd been told, was ten, but on closer inspection Carol figured she was closer to eight. Hoisting her up, a challenge of it's own, she hugged the little girl close, whispering soothingly into her hair that she was okay now.
When the little girl quieted, she returned her to the bed with her sister, who wrapped her arms around her. Moving to Nico she swapped out his wet bed sheets, replacing them with a dry blanket, and changed his footie pajamas into hulk two piece. He was quiet soon after, the only sounds the dead trying to get in, which quickly had him whimpering again.
" Hey! I've got an idea." Carol settled the toddler on the bed. " How about a song?" She turned to the window, thinking the wet bed sheets could be used to climb down the wall. She'd be able to get down, but only once, and there'd be no going back up. Carol sighed, it was too far of a drop anyway, it'd probably kill the kids. They'd just have to wait for Daryl to find them.
Turning back to the kids she smiled, and began to sing, trying to keep their spirits up. She hoped Daryl found them soon. She didn't have enough food for all four of them for more then a day.
" Momma, momma!" Sophia cried, falling from the truck and rushing toward Daryl's bike, knowing her momma'd be with him. " Momma?!" She cried again, running into the beaten down gas station, smack into Daryl. " Where's my momma? She said she went back to get the kids and you! Where is she?" Sophia glanced around, but the pale, panicked look on Daryl's face confirmed it. Carol was still in the house now full of the dead.