"Fuck." I muttered, pulling myself up from the ground. As I tried to stand I fell over again. I crawled my way towards a nearby tree and used it to balance myself. There was a familiar growling. I looked around and found a walker coming at me from the other side of the forest. "No, no, no, no, no." I paniced as I felt my belt loops for Daryl's knife, but it was empty. I looked at the ground and saw the knife lying by the rock. Looking back up, I saw the walker closing in. It's arms reached out, about to grab hold of my shoulders when an arrow sliced through its head, killing it instantly. Breathing heavily I looked to my side and saw Daryl rushing forward.
"You bit?" He asked looking at the blood seeping down my leg.
"No. Sheer dumb fuckin' luck. I tripped and cut my leg on a rock when I fell. Tried to look for you, but you were gone. When the walked started coming at me I reached for the knife, but it's over there. Must of fell out of my belt loop when I tripped." I said, still holding the tree. Daryl grabbed the knife and pushed it into my hand as he knelt down to inspect my leg.
"Fuckin' good job with this one Sam." He said, standing up. "Hows it feel?"
"Hurts like a bitch." I looked down at it. I was caught off guard as Daryl picked me up and started carying me back to the RV. I looked up at him and said "What are you doing?".
"Ya can't walk on that otherwise you woulda killed the walker yourself." He stated, staring forward as he walked. As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right. As we got closer to the highway the moonlight got brighter. Daryl walked over the guard rails and placed me back on my feet once we had hit the pavement.
"Uh.. Thanks." I looked down and started hobbling to the RV. I turned around to see if Daryl was coming to sleep, finding him awkwardly watching is feet. "What's wrong?" I turned and limped over to him.
"Nothin'." He grabbed my arm and pulled me along. "Best get Dale to fix that up." The sun had begun rising, but Dale was still in his chair on top of the RV. Daryl dropped my arm and climbed the ladder to the roof, leaving me leaning on the side of the RV. I let out a yawn and rested my head on the wall of the RV, listening to the deep mumbling from above me. Their voices were soothing. I closed my eyes as I waited and began falling asleep.
"Sam. Dear." Dale said quietly, "You need to sit down so I can clean the wound on your leg." I opened my eyes slightly, watching the two figures grow as I slid to the ground, stretching my leg out. I felt a hand rest on my shoulder. I focused my eyes, trailing up until I found Daryl's bright blue eyes staring down at me. Dale had vanished from my side and returned with gauze and peroxide. "This is going to sting." He warned as he poured the peroxide over the cut. I flinched at the increased pain, making Daryl kneel beside me. I looked into his eyes again and smiled, trying to make him feel better. Dale took some water from his canteen and rinsed the wound off. Once he had it all bandaged up it was bright out. I slide sideways across the RV, resting my head on Daryl's shoulder.
I could hear them talking to each other and people shuffling inside the RV, but I was too tired to care. I was pushed upright by Daryl, making me get off him I guess. I opened my eyes a sliver as he wrapped an arm around my waist, lifting me off the ground.
"Where are we going now?" I groaned.
"You're goin' t' bed and drinkin' some water. Can't have ya weak." He said, pulling me along. I looked at the ground as we walked until we got to the RV. Daryl slid his arms to my ribs and lifted me slightly so I wouldn't put weight on my leg. I continued walking until I reached our blanket. I went to lay down, but Daryl had his hand on my back, pushing me towards Dale's bed. "Ya sleep here fer now. Need ya rest." He said, turning me so I ploped onto the bed and began walking away.
"Daryl." I whispered.
"Wha'" He said, turning back to the room.
"Come here." I said, still sitting where he left me.
"What?" He stopped infront of me, watching me with concerned eyes. I got a hold on his arms, feeling the muscles and pulled myself up from the bed. "Wha' you doin'?" He giving me a confused glare. Shaking my head I slid my hands up his arms to his neck and wrapped my arms around him. I hugged him for a moment of so before he eased into the hug, placing his arms around my back. I snuggled my face in his neck and tightened my grip on him. He pulled me close, leting his arms rest on my hips. "Thank you." I wispered as I tilted my head towards his ear. I closed my eyes and loosened my grip, succuming to sleep. v
