Daryl woke up to a warm body pressed to his side. His arms was wrapped around Maggie's small frame and her head was lying on his chest. He couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips when she shifted in her spot and her head moved to his shoulder. Wiggling his arm free from under her body he moved so it lied under her shoulders. His hand moved to her brown hair and he slid his calloused fingers between her strands silky hair.
Beams of sunlight light up the cell block, some shining on Maggie's skin. The light shining off her innocent face made her look like a goddess to him. Her lips were a pale pink in a thin line. Her long black eyelashes stood out against her pale skin. Her perfect cheekbones with a small tint of pink. The small freckle on her left cheek. Everything about her was perfect to him. She is the definition to perfect to him.
'She is perfect so why the fuck would she want your worthless ass?' A voice in his head says. 'You know if the world hadn't gone to shit she wouldn't even give your sorry ass a second look. She would be with some douchebag pretty boy with money that could give her anything she ever wanted.'
Daryl felt his hands ball up into fist and his muscles tense. The voice in his head was right and he knew it. He knew the only reason she was with him was because she felt safe. He made her feel safe, he was her way of surviving. He would be a fool to think she would ever..
"Good morning" Maggie's sleepy voice filled his ears. Daryl's eyes looked down to her, her head still lying on his shoulder. She gave him a smile before pushing herself to her elbow and leaning into him.
His eyes scanned her face waiting for her to cringe or jump to her feet and leave. Instead her lips stayed in a smile that reached her eyes. He couldn't help but stare into her bright green eyes that light up from the morning sun. 'She's so damn beautiful'
"You okay?" She asked. Daryl's eyes widened realizing he was staring.
"Yeah fine," he said sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed. He saw her smile fall with disappointment when he moved away from her, but she quickly put her smile back on. "I'm going ta go find Rick. See if he's ready to clear that cell block yet." Maggie gave him a nod and headed off to find Rick.
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Daryl watched the long haired inmate with the gun closely while he spoke to Rick. His jaw kept moving and his fingers twitching. The other inmates standing behind him were looking between him and T-Dog. His bow was aimed towards the arrogant bastard with a smug look on his face. His eyes drifted to him then back at Rick.
"You wanna know what I think?" The inmate asked taking a step forward.
"That's far enough" Daryl said taking a step forward aiming his bow straight for his head.
"I think this is our prison and you and your people" he spits out the word. "Should go find your own."
"That's funny you think that," Rick said a smiling on at the guy and taking a few steps closer to the guy. "This is me and my people's prison now and you are nothing but a trespasser. So I suggest you and your buddie here pack up your shit and go." Rick snarled at him.
A loud screech of the cell block door opening pulled the inmates attention to the door. Daryl's eyes stayed on the long haired inmate and saw his eyes change from intimidating to lust. Daryl's eyes moved quickly from him to the person at the door. Maggie stood at the entrance her hands covered in blood and some on her face.
"He's okay for now we stopped the bleeding." Maggie's voice filled the cell block. Daryl felt a weight lift from his chest he didn't know was there.
The long haired inmate's eyes started at Maggie and he bit down on his lip. Daryl felt his fingers tighten around his bow and his face cringe. "And who might this fine little thing be?" The inmate asked taking a step forward giving a smirk to Maggie.
Daryl's feet started moving before he knew what was happening. His blood flowing thick and his mind racing. The inmates eyes moved from Maggie just as Daryl's bow smashed against his nose. "Don't you fucking look at her" He snarled at him, slamming him in the nose again. With the second blow the loud sound of a crunch filled Daryl's ears.
The inmates nose begun to gush blood and he fell to the ground and cupped his nose with his hands. Daryl took a few steps back and turned his head to Maggie still standing at the door. "You fucking hick" The inmate snarled at Daryl from the cold concrete ground.
Daryl's head spun from Maggie to the blood spilling inmate on the floor. "What you just call me?" His voice spit out about to walk over and slam him again. Before he could move his feet Rick beat him to it and smash his gun against his head knocking him out.
His eyes moved to Daryl and gave him a nod which he returned. Rick turned back to the other inmates aimed his guns towards them. "Anyone else want to say something?" He asked raising a eyebrow. The inmates looked at each other waiting to see if one of them was going to say something. "Yeah that's what I thought." Rick kneeled down to the knocked out inmate and grabbed the gun from the cold floor next to him.
"Like I said before nothing changes. We'll give you some supplies and send you on your way. Once your pal here wakes up all of you can leave and never come back." Rick push ins gun into his belt and turned making his way back to the cell block. Daryl followed behind him stopping at the door. "T I want you stay here keep a eye on them." Rick said gesturing his head to the inmates. T-Dog looked to them quick then turned back to Rick.
"Yeah no problem," he moved to the outside of the door and leaned his body against the metal bars. Daryl's eyes moved to Maggie stand on the inside of the block blood smeared across her face. She looked like hell at the moment and that made something inside him mad.
Maggie attempted to give him a small smile but failed. He saw right through it, he knew she was in pain. "Rick I'm going to head outside for a bit. You need me for anything?" Daryl asked not moving his eyes from Maggie.
"No I think were all good at the moment. I'll find you if we need anything." He heard Rick say. Daryl nodded his head then moved closer to Maggie.
"Come on let's go for a walk." He placed his hand on her lower back and she bit down on her lower lip and nodded her head. Daryl lead her out of the cellblock and through the area holding the inmates. His eyes looked over to them making sure none of them were going to make a move. The inmates watched them but made no move to attempt anything.
Walking into the afternoon air his hand still on Maggie's lower back he lead to a bench in the middle of the yard area. Her body was tense and covered in blood. His eyes scanned her head to toe checking to make sure she had no injuries. Arriving at the bench she sat down quickly and put her hands into her hair. Running them through the matted dry blood.
Daryl slid his hand down her back then moved in front of her. He knelt down to her feet and put his hands on her knees. Her hands were hiding his view of her face, but he could just make out her glassy green eyes. "Mags," he quietly said. She made no move to uncover her face so he moved his hands to her wrist and pulled them from her face.
Maggie's lip was trembling and tears formed in her eyes. Her eyes moved from her lap to look at him and a cry fell from her lips. Her body moved quickly into his and his arms wrapped around her. Her face berried in his neck he could feel her wet tears against his skin and her hard breathing with her cries against his body.
"Shh, It's okay." He shushed her sliding a hand into her hair and rocked her body against his. "He's going to be alright."
A few minutes later Maggie's breathing begun to slow and turn normal. Her tears had finally stopped coming and she pulled her face from his neck. He eyes were now swollen and her the blood on her face had smudged in new places. Her green eyes looked at his blue eyes and he ran his fingers through her hair. There was no words said between them, just silence. They didn't need to say anything to know what the other was thinking at the moment. A sniffle cam from her nose and she moved from his arms.
Daryl put his weights to his hands then pushed off the concrete ground. His hands reached out and helped Maggie to her feet. "I'm going to look for some water, you look like shit." He said a smile on his face. Her lips turned up at the corners and a sparkle returned to her eyes.
"You're not looking to great yourself," she teased back. A huff fell from his lips and he walked to the wall wear a bucket of rain water sat.
"I don't know what your talking about I'm always good looking," he teased back picking up the bucket of water and walking back to her. He saw her roll her eyes at him and cross her arms over chest.
Maggie sat back down on the bench as Daryl walked over and sat down next to her. He pulled a old rag from his pocket and dunk it into the water. "Here," he handed the rag to her. Maggie rubbed the rag over her bloody face, wiping away her fathers blood.
Daryl watched her clean away the blood from her face. Her wet pale skin shinning in the sunlight. Her hand ran through her hair and he watched while she made a look of disgust. "It's in my hair too?" She complained scratching at her scalp.
A smile tug at her lips and he pulled the rag from her hand and re-dunked it into the bucket. He squeezed out the access blood then brought the rag to Maggie's head. He ran the rug through her bloody hair trying to get it out. Her face cringed when he went a little to hard scrubbing at a chunk. "Don't be a baby," He said scrubbing her head a little bit harder.
Maggie rolled her eyes again causing him to smile. He pulled the rag away again and dunk it into the water again. Doing the same as before he squeezed out the blood, then ran the rag along Maggie's hair.
There was a few minutes of silence while he cleaned the blood from her hair and face. She still had some blood in places, but it was the best he could do with the now dirty water. He ran his hand through Maggie's now wet hair. Her eyes were on his face then moved to his neck. She took the rag on his lap then dunk it into the water. Before he could question what she was doing she wiped the rag along his neck where she had cried into. 'Blood must of got on your neck when she was crying,' the voice in his head said.
"Thank you," She said while pulling the rag from his skin. He smiled at her then gave her a nod. Maggie looked from his eyes then to his lips. He knew that sign. That was the sign she was about to kiss him. 'She's to good for you.'
Maggie leaned in to kiss him but before her lips could touch his he turned his head. Her lips kissed his cheek instead and he saw the quick pain of rejection cross her face before she put on a fake smile. "Come on let's go check on your dad." They both got up from the bench and headed back to the cellblock.
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Maggie ran her hands through her hair. A new habit she seemed to pick up since her hair started to grow longer. She sat on a chair outside the cell her father was currently lying in. His leg was propped up keeping the blood flow near his severed leg minimum. Her eyes moved from her father to Rick, Glenn, T-Dog and Daryl at the door to the cellblock they were whispering about what she assumed was the inmates. She caught Daryl's eye look up at her a few times, but he looked away as soon he caught hers.
A quiet moan came from her side and she wiped her head around to her fathers cell. Pushing herself to her feet she rushed into the cell knocking the chair over by her speed. She sat at her fathers side and saw him stir in his sleep. Beth came up at her side and grabbed her hand. Maggie's eyes stayed on her father however, she couldn't take her eyes away from him scared that he will stop breathing once she looks away.
Another moan fell from his lips and she straightened her back. She felt Beth tighten her grip in her hand. "Is he waking up?" Carol asked from behind her. His eyes begun to move around under his eyelids. Maggie felt her breath catch in her throat when his eyes begun to peak out from behind his eye lashes. His blue eyes met hers then drifted over to Beth and a weep fell from Beth before she let go of her hand and jumped to her father. "Beth."
Maggie could feel the tears streaming down her face and the breath she holding leave her when she heard her fathers voice. Beth pulled away and Maggie took her spot and wrapped her arms around her father. She felt him kiss the side on her head and she let the tears she was holding back out.
She didn't know how long she stayed in that position, hugging her father. She felt a pair of arms on her shoulders and she finally broke away from her dad. She turned her head and saw Carol giving her a smile and Maggie moved to her feet. She moved out of the way and to the side of the cell where Beth was standing. She watched Carol duck under the bunk and hug her dad then Laurie do the same. A large smile was on Hershel's face as he was greeted by the group.
"How you feeling?" Rick asked from the end of the bunk. A large smile was on his face and his arms crossed over his chest.
"Been better" He replied back, attempting to push himself up but failing. Carol moved to his side and helped him lean against the fall so he was sitting up. "How's the"
"WHAT THE FUCK," a loud scream cut him off. Rick booked it out of the cell with Daryl, T-Dog, Glenn and Carl. Maggie pushed off the wall and followed them to where the inmates were. There were loud shouts coming from the area. Maggie moved faster and stopped at the door where Carl was standing and her eyes went wide at what she saw. The long haired inmate was covered in blood standing with a gun in his hand aimed at Glenn who was being held by the smaller inmate.
"Put the gun down," Rick commanded the inmate who only became madder and pushed the gun to Glenn's head.
"No, all of you put your weapons down or I shoot the bastard." He spitted out wrapping hand around Glenn's neck. Maggie felt a pain in her chest as she watched the scene before her.
"Alright, Alight," Rick put his hands out in surrender and put his gun to the ground. She looked at the others and saw them lower their weapons.
"Good, now all of you are going to head outside and leave my prison and stay the fuck away." He pushed the gun harder into Glenn's head and the sound of him taking the safety of the filled the block. Maggie's hands covered her mouth and she took a step forward. "Now get the fuck"
The tall dark skinned inmate who was standing to the side stabbed the long haired inmate in the neck mid-sentence. The inmate dropped the gun and his hand flew to his neck. He fell to his knees and the loud sound of a gun going off filled the cell.
Maggie's eyes widened when she saw a body fall to the ground. The inmate who was holding was lying on the ground a bullet hole in his head. Her eyes moved to the inmate who stabbed the one with the gun. He had thrown the knife to Rick and was holding his hands up in surrender with the blonde inmate.
The long hair inmate lied on the ground bleeding out. His eyes were wide and his mouth was opening and closing like a fish out of water. "What happened here? How did he get the gun?" Rick asked the two inmates.
"Tomas woke up then pulled a knife and gun from the back of his pants. He stabbed Tiny in the head then was about to stab Axl when he," He nodded his head at Glenn, "came in and then the rest of you came in. I swear we didn't know anything about the gun or knife."
Rick looked at the rest of the group before turning back to the inmates. "Both of you grab one of them and help us move them out." Rick moved from his spot and over to Glenn. "You okay?"
"Yeah I'm good," he replied back.
"Alright T-Dog, Daryl help me move this one" He gestured his head towards the larger inmate. "Glenn, Maggie you both take that one," He gestured to the small one. "You two," He looked at the inmates, "Get move shit head" He said moving to the long hair inmate named Tomas who finally died. He gave his body a kick just double check. Then pulled his knife from his pocket and stabbed him in the forehead. "Alright let's go"
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