Megan Grimes, thirty two years old and pregnant with her first child. It should be a happy time for her but instead she's fighting to survive with her sister in law and nephew. What happens when Daryl becomes overly protective of the mother to be?
Short chapter cos I suck...
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Daryl's POV.
She's so pale, so still, the only movement from her body is the slow and steady rise and fall of her chest.
I don't know how long i had been sat there staring at her but it felt like to long. Minutes felt like hours, just waiting for her to wake up.
People had come and gone, quickly checking how she is, giving him a sympathetic look before leaving again. I hated that look they gave me.
Hershel checked her over once again later that day, he believed she was on the mend although I saw no progress at all. She was still pale, and sick looking. If it wasn't for the fact she was still breathing you'd have mistaken her for a dead body. Her skin was cold to the touch, it was awful, something I never want to see again, although in this new way of living I know I will see it again, more times than I can imagine, I just hope it's never her again.
The silence of the cell allowed me to listen to what was going on out in the main area. Merle had arrived back with Carol a few hours back. I can't be sure what happened to her but I know she's alive. That's good news at least.
My rant and constant crying from the night before have exhausted me but I refuse to sleep, I'm afraid if I do she will wake and I want to be right by her side when she does.
It's been three days now. After Hershel changed her bandages he had told me he really was beginning to believe she would be awake soon. I wanted to be happy but I also didn't want to be disappointed if she didn't make it.
I made Beth clean some clothes extra good for Megan and spent a good few hours cleaning her completely of the walker blood and he down blood that still cakes her clothes and skin from that although night before redressing her in the fresh clean clothes. Beth thought it was weird that I would do that but I was a gentleman of course, I didn't take too long and never gawped, if she ever awoke and I finally got to tell her how I feel and she tells me she feels the same I'm sure we will have plenty of time for that.
Merle arrived at the cell shortly after, he informs me of Carols condition, I'm glad she's okay. He also informs me that they are running low on supplies. A run to a near by store would be the best option but finding a fresh hunt would be better.
"I can't leave her." I said emotionlessly as I stared at her body waiting for any sign at all that's she's coming back to me.
"We have to. Kids need feeding, Ricks gone fuckin' cuckoo and Carols barely able to stand and cook whatever shit we have left in tins."
"He's right Daryl. I can stay and watch Megan." Beth said as she came from behind Merle holding baby Matthew.
I look back at Megan and then to Beth. I really don't want to leave Megan but I can't let everyone starve either.
"Fine." I mumbled standing from the chair which Beth quickly occupied.
"I won't move a muscle and I will call daddy as soon as she's awake." She said smiling.
I returned the smile slightly before nodding at Merle and heading away from the cell.
It's strangely warm out side. Winter has just ended but warm humid air is definitely a surprise.
Me and Merle headed down to the gates which Carl opened.
"Good luck." He called.
We headed into the woods. I didn't want to go too far out but I followed Merle anyway.
I caught a few squirrels but my head wasn't in it and I missed many more.
"Get your head out the clouds baby brother." Merle said slapping my back.
I grunted in response and followed a set of tracks.
The quicker I got this done, the quicker I could get back to Megan.
Beth's POV.
Watching Megan wasn't too difficult with Matthew to keep me busy, he definitely wasn't happy that his Mom wasn't around to cuddle him though.
It was kind of creepy though, how still she was, how pale she looked.
I hummed softly as I rocked Matthew hoping he would fall to sleep soon. He's definitely not a light baby, my arms are aching so bad, not only that but I'm sure baby Judith will be up soon.
I heard a groan over my humming and my mind instantly thinks 'walker' and I stopped all my movements and sounds. When I look over to Megan however I saw her eyes were open slightly. I stood up holding Matthew trying to get a better look at her face.
Daddy said the chances of her dying had gone down dramatically but she could still be a walker.
"DADDY!" I screamed.
I heard rapid footsteps along with my Dad's crutches.
Maggie was the first to arrive with Glenn and my Dad trailing behind.
"I thinks she's a walker." I exclaimed as Megan let out another groan. Her arm...ugh..her only arm shot up slightly making me jump backwards and right into Glenn's chest.
"Bethy get out, take Matthew elsewhere." Daddy said sternly as he approached Megan.. The last I saw was Maggie handing him a knife as I run out not wanting to look back anymore. I darted straight down the stairs -although being careful of Matthew- and to the seating area just as Daryl and Merle returned.
"What's wrong? Is it Megan?" Daryl asked frantically throwing his crossbow and the string of squirrels on the floor.
I let out a sob. "She's a walker."
Now it was Daryl who looked a deathly pale.
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Oh Beth...assumptions, assumptions or is it?
Do you prefer the POVS or should I go back to what I was doing?
Sorry for not positing in a few days, I'm back on track now I believe.
Don't hate me too much for this chapter.
Not proof read complelty so sorry for any mistakes.
Thank you for reading.