"Little ass kicker is kind of cute." Daryl fed the baby and Catori's heart melted at the sight.
"Yes, she's adorable. She had Rick's nose and mouth. But she has Lori's eyes." Catori's eyes went down then looked over at Carl, "It must feel amazing to be a big brother!"
"Yeah, I guess so…"
"You get to teach her everything you know. She'll always know she can come to you when she can't go to Rick. Trust me; there will be those types of moments. Even if you think it's stupid she'll need her big brother to guide her."
Carl sort of turned his head to the side a bit as if he were thinking, "Huh, didn't think about that. But what if I'm not a good big brother?"
"You will be." She smiled and gave him a hug then turned back to Daryl, "Let me hold her."
Daryl handed the baby to her and watched as she sat down and ran her fingers softly over the baby's head, "You're beautiful, little one." She was so motherly; it was a side of her Daryl had never seen before. Now it was his turn to be amazed.
He had never thought about having children before but with her, he figured it'd be wonderful. To his surprise, she began to hum a song. Though it was a bit sad, the baby seemed to like it.
The two newest members of the group stood against the wall away from the others and Cat looked up from the baby and spoke to them, "You've proved yourself worthy not just as allies but as friends. You can join us."
Daryl was still cautious but she had a point. Besides, it was only two of them. Daryl was equivalent to an army of 20 soldiers if not more, that with the others in the group could stop them easily if they tried anything. Axel seemed a bit fearful around Cat, which that only boosted her confidence that a convict of all people acted as if he were scared of her.
Why did that make her feel good about herself? She thought for a second and came to the conclusion that she wouldn't have to worry about him messing with her.
Maggie and Hershel discussed the baby needing food and formula. Daryl was one of the first ones to volunteer to get search for some. Maggie went with him.
Beth looked hesitant for a moment before she spoke. "Where do you think Rick went?"
"Maybe he hit a wall and got lost?" Cat said with seriousness over her face.
The red haired prisoner snorted a quiet laugh and they all turned to him.
"Well, he thinks I'm funny."
"N-no, just the way you said it."
"It alright, man. Relax." She nodded to some chairs, "Sit down. It's okay."
"I think maybe Cat might be right?" Glenn looked sort of shaken up, "I saw Rick earlier and he seemed…crazy."
"Tell me about it. He left me locked in a cell after I ran in there trying to get away from walkers. The door slammed shut and locked, he came running by, killed the walkers, and looked at me crazy then left."
"Um, you're bleeding." The red haired prisoner said to Glenn. His green eyes caught the wound Catori sported and he pointed to her, "You are, too."
"Only a flesh wound." She responded, handing the baby to Carl.
She made her way to the first aid supplies where it was in Hershel's cell area. The African American prisoner followed after her with Hershel. Hershel gave him a warning look that promised pain if he tried to hurt anyone. "I know first aid, just wanted to see if she needed help."
Hershel stared at him for a minute longer then nodded.
"You can trust him." Cat said. They both looked at her, Hershel more concerned where the prisoner was confused.
Hershel sat down beside Catori and began speaking to her, "Something bothering you?"
She explained the dream she had when they had first arrived. The one where she heard screaming but saw nothing but darkness. "I should have said something. Maybe we could've kept an eye on her better and she'd still be alive."
"There was nothing we could do. We didn't know when she would go into labor and we didn't know all of the walkers would attack like they did."
"If only I had seen that instead."
Oscar was quiet but listened to them talk and eventually asked, "You psychic or something."
She sighed and looked up at him, "I sometimes have visions in dreams of things that will happen. Most of the time it's small stuff. I hate it; wish I didn't see these things." The girl took an alcohol swab to clean the blood that had run down her leg. Most of it had dried. Hershel took care of the wound on her arm while she fiddled with the wound on her leg. After cleaning the blood out from around it and over it, it didn't seem that bad. The one on her arm was nothing to worry about but the one on her leg looked as if it needed stitches but she shrugged it off. It had already started healing by itself anyway.
"Damnit!" The bandage was taken on and off several times, "I can never wrap bandages around my legs without them being too tight!"
Hershel struggled a bit but the prisoner stepped forward, "May I?"
She sat back and nodded, handing him the bandage. Her fingers touched his for a second-
It was an unfamiliar place; Oscar was shot while some more familiar figures were gunning down these men.
"Rick! Rick!"
"Maggie!"
"Rick!"
"One of those terrorists is one of our own, Merle."
"This is one of the terrorists! Merles own brother."
"What should we do with them, huh?"
-then the vision was gone.
"Learned how to do this stuff when I was younger. You have to get it tight enough to hold and support but lose enough for the blood to circulate." He fixed the bandage and kept it together with some medical tape then stood up.
"T-thank you."
He nodded and turned to leave. She stood up and found it easier to walk this time now that her leg felt clean and all.
When Daryl and Maggie came back, he held up an opossum, "Found dinner along the way!"
"You goofball! Find enough baby stuff to last a while?"
"Almost. We'll need to go on another run in about a week or so, maybe." He took the baby from Carl and began feeding it, "Here ya go, ass kicker!"
He had a hard time growing up, he had told her of his father and of his mother when they were back on the farm. He had said; if he ever became a parent he would be there for his child, no matter what. Maybe if things turned out alright here at the jail, they could have a little one as well?
That would be perfect.
Rick walked into the room a while later and everyone was quiet for a moment until he spoke. Thankfully, he seemed to be in a better state of mind and actually went over and took his baby in his arms.
The group seemed so weird without T-Dog, Lori and Carol. Who else would they lose? Cat kept questioning who would be lost after the vision she had.