"You coming or what?" Daryl's blues eyes stared down at me, catching me off guard. I jumped up, nearly knocking him over.
"I didn't mean to.. I was just... Never mind." I stuttered, as I received a confused glare from Daryl. "Who am I riding with?" I asked, trying to stop myself from seeming like even more of an idiot.
"Your comin' with me on the motorcycle. Good with you?" letting a smirk slip out as he nodded to the bike that had been on the truck. A smile spread across my face at the fact that I was going to be riding with him on that, keeping close. He waved his hand infront of my face, bringing me back to reality. Turning a bright shade of red I finally answered. "It's good with me." Daryl shook his head and walked over to the bike. I let out a sigh as I followed, seeing everyone else get settled in for the ride. Daryl had taken his seat on the motorcycle and started the engine as I swung a leg over and scooched up to make sure I didn't fly off.
"Ya ready?" He called back, reving the motor. I threw my arms around him and clung to his back, making him laugh loudly. All the vehicals began moving, with Daryl and I at the end. As we drove, I kept a tight hold around his waist, hugging him from behind. I slowly began to relax and eased my grip, only keeping a hold on his sides. As we drove, I kept look out for any walkers, but we reached the CDC in no time. As we stopped in the city, the ground was littered with bodys and the stench was horrible. We left the vehicals and began walking. Everyone had fallen into small groups, leaving me bedhind with Daryl whose crossbow was up. We reached the CDC and tried to get in, but had no such luck.
"There isn't anyone in there Rick. Let just leave before it gets too dark and walkers come." I said, taking cautious glances behind myself. Rick let out a sigh and began to leave with the rest of us when something caught his eye. He spun toward the CDC again. "The camera moved!"
"Rick. It didn't move. You just imagined it." Shane said, shaking his head at him. Looking around I spoted a few walkers coming towards us and nudged Daryl, who was looking at the CDC.
"EH! We ain't alone here. We gotta get back to the cars before they get us." Daryl said, gaining the attention of the group.
"YOUR KILLIN US!" Rick yelled at the camera, as the rest of us took out our weapons and prepaired to fight. Then the doors opened, letting out a bright light. We all turned to face it, which had a man standing in it.
"Once you come in these doors stay closed." He said, waiting for our response. We all ran in, taking shelter and looking around. The man, who's name was Dr. Jenner, was the only person left at the CDC make us take blood samples, checking to see if we had the virus. As we went into the room to get the blood samples I took a deep breath. I absolutely hated needles, but they were the worst of my problems right now. I took my seat and Daryl sat beside me as we waited. Jenner walked over to me, inserting the needle as I closed my eyes. I felt the blood drain from my arm, though it was over quickly. He gave my a bandage and some water then moved on to Daryl. I watched Daryl's face as he got the needle, he didn't even flinch. I covered the hole with the bandage and drank the water.
We all remained seated until the Jenner brought us downstairs.
