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Chapter 5

If you're lost you can look - and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you - I'll be waiting

Time after time

~Cyndi Lauper~Time after Time

Carol's breath was coming in gasps as she looked about the room. She grabbed her gun, tucking it into her pants,even though she was out of amo. There was a small storage closet in the room they were in, she picked the box she had fashioned Judith a crib from and hide a sleeping Judith in there. She looked at an unconscious Tyreese. There was no way she could move him. Grabbing his knife she put it in reach of his hand, then pulled the privacy curtain surrounding the stretcher he was on. Picking up her own knife she ran to the window, dammit! The stupid boards were blocking her view. Suddenly a young woman came into view, short, with dark hair . She took a few deep breaths, she didn't look very intimidating, she could do this.

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The group entered the clinic slowly. They had parked in the back and had come around to the front, making there way towards the back clearing as they went. Something wasn't right, Daryl thought, the door was locked up, the windows had been covered over, no walkers, almost like the place had already been cleared.

"Someone's here" he whispered to Rick

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Carol stood with her back pressed to the wall, next to the door. Her knife clutched in one hand her gun in the other as she listened to the rapidly approaching footsteps of the living. She had no amo, she was going to have to bluff her way out of this..

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The five made their way down a long hallway clearing each room as they went until the reached a door labelled exam and treatment suite 1, jiggling the door knob softly, Daryl realized it was locked. There was a frosted glass window, through which he could see a curtain pulled, could be a walker in there. Maybe someone had locked them in he thought.

"Maybe we should leave this room alone, maybe whoever is in there is just scared" Tara whispered.

And maybe we should all just sing kumbayah, Daryl thought sarcastically as he began to pick the lock.

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Carol's chest was heaving as she stood next to the door, watching in fear as the door knob started turning and jiggling. Someone was picking the lock.

Just then Judith's shrill cries filled the room. Oh god No no no no no, not now Jude please she thought but Judith's cries were only amplified.

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Daryl stopped what he was doing looking over his shoulder at Rick

"Ya hear that?" He said

Rick nodded "Yeah, there's a Baby in there."

Tara looked frantically back and forth between the two, "we should go, I don't want to hurt a baby."

Daryl gave her an exasperated look " we ain't gonna hurt no baby" and resumed picking the lock. The door opened with a soft pop.

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Carol watched as the door popped opened, Jude crying hysterically in the background. Taking a few bracing deep breaths she grabbed the door and swung it opened then pivoted quickly into the door frame her gun up and ready. She quickly dropped it in shock.

"Daryl?" She whispered on a sob her chest heaving, gasping for breath. The shock on his face was clear, but then it seemed to fill with relief and ...something else.

He grabbed her so quickly that she would have stumbled backwards if his arms had not banded around her waist pulling her to him. He had his face pressed in her neck, she could feel him trembling and whispering repeatedly "thank god".

She could see the others over his shoulder, their faces frozen in shock, and she could here Judith's continued hysterical wails, but none of that seemed to mater, in fact it all seemed to be coming at her from a distance, her body relaxed, she was safe, she closed her eyes and surrendered to unconsciousness.