Save me, Save you
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summery: twenty-nine year old Kathryn Smith and her daughter three year old Jasmine have been on their own until they meet the Atlanta group on the highway. both mother and daughter carry with them a scared and frightening past but Kathryn is also carrying with her something more. Enter Daryl Dixon Hunter, tracker, and all around bad ass as well carries a dark past can they both save each other or will someone or something tear them apart?
Theme song: Fermata In Mistic Air by: Konami Kukeiha Club Silent Hill 2 (Original Game Soundtrack
Chapter 5: Helping Hands
Kathryn woke before everyone else; she was scared to tell them, not only about the baby, but her story. They would want to know all about her. She walked to the middle of the field; unbeknownst to her she was being watched. She knelt and bowed her head, she prayed for strength and the day. She sniffled as she finished, she heard footsteps approach her.
"What the hell you doin' out here?" she knew that gruff voice, Kathryn looked behind her to see the hunter himself; his arms crossed and a scowl on his handsome face. She looks down at her blue jeans as she plays with her sleeve of her shirt "Praying, there's something...I...need to...tell you and...the group. I'm afraid I'll...get kicked out for it."
Daryl glared at her. "Why don't ya tell me before tellin' the others." He suggested as he sat down beside her. Blinking in shock, she looked at the man, why did he want to help her? Kathryn didn't question it, but told him about her being pregnant, which shocked him.
She then went on to tell him her story before she met the group; he sat quietly for what seemed like an hour, but was only a minute.
He nods. "Okay, I get it, don't worry about it, they kick you and ya girl out I'll go with. Yer pregnant and don't need to be alone." She was shocked, but it didn't seam to last long, there was something about Daryl that made her trust him.
They both got up and went back to camp where the others were eating breakfast, she stood in the middle of the group and she held her hands together. Daryl stood off to the side leaning against the RV. "I have to tell you all something...I didn't think I could trust you all..." She bit her lip as they all stared at her; she then begins telling them she's pregnant.
There was a chorus of uproars, Andrea was the one that walked up to her and slapped her in the face. "You've put us all in danger!" She yelled. Daryl straightened as Kathryn backed away from the enraged blonde. "Let her speak!" He yelled over the talking, the woman in question gave a grateful smile to the hunter.
Kathryn went on to tell her story and there was silence until Shane opened his mouth. "So let me get this straight, not only were you the cause of the herd, but you led a group of men to us! Also how do we know we can trust you? Prove to us that they actually beat you!" He yelled at her from her spot.
Rick stood at that moment and Kathryn backed away more, she realized this was a mistake, she shouldn't have told anyone! But instead of yelling Rick was able to calm the group down, he had Andrea, Lori and Kathryn go inside the RV and look at Kathryn's scars and brand.
After five minutes they come out. Kathryn was crying and Daryl held her back, he knew what it was like not wanting to show people the ugliness of your past. In a comforting Daryl fashion he laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Remember what I told ya?" He mumbled, the woman looked up at him and nodded.
Lori and Andrea confirmed what she told them was true, Shane suggested kicking her out, but he was once again out voted, though Andrea tried helping him.
After the chaos of the morning was over, Daryl had taken a horse and left to find Sophia once more.
Glenn and Maggie were going on a run, to which Kathryn had asked them to bring back any clothes, men's shirts and kid's outfits they find. Walking to the house Kathryn saw Carl up and out of bed; he was talking to Jasmine playing with her. She smiled knowing her daughter missed having friends.
It was noon, Kathryn was helping Carol and Lori with laundry, Andrea was on top of the RV on watch. It was quiet, both Carl and Jasmine were running around laughing, Kathryn smiled. "It's good to hear that." Kathryn looked up to see Lori was smiling at her. "Carl hasn't smiled or laughed in a while, it's good to hear that."
Kathryn gave a small smile. "Yeah, Jasmine hasn't laughed or smiled since I've known her, its good to hear it her too. Its good to be in a group of people you can trust." She whispers.
"Walker! Walker!" Andrea yelled from on top of the RV, Kathryn got up and walked near the field, knowing Jasmine liked to run out there. Looking out across the field she saw the supposed 'walker', but it looked more human then dead. She shook her head as she watched Rick, Shane, T-dog, and Glenn run out to the walker.
That's when she remembered Daryl hadn't been back yet...she gasped and was about to run out to him when a shot rang out. Kathryn stopped, her eyes wide, her mouth open. She watched the body fall to the ground. "NO!" She yelled at the same time Rick did.
Anger seamed to bubble within her as both Shane and Rick dragged the broken man toward the farm house.
"Is he alright, is he dead?!" Andrea asked freaking out, Kathryn turned and glared at her as she saw nothing but red. Kathryn lunged at Andrea and punched the said woman in the face. T-dog was the one that pulled her off and told Kathryn to go to the house because Jasmine saw and was crying by Daryl's door.
Calming down, Kathryn walked as quickly as she could to the house; Lori was hugging the three year old as they waited outside the door. Kathryn looked at her "Jass sweety...come here." She held her arms open; Jasmine turned and ran into her mother's awaiting arms.
"Is he dead mommy? Did Miss Andrea kill him?" She asked her voice muffled, Kathryn looked at the older woman who shook her head. "No baby girl, no he's fine. We'll see him when Mr. Hershel is finished fixing him, ok?" The little girl nodded into her mother's stomach.
It was a couple hours when Rick, Shane, and Hershel walked out. Lori left with her husband as Kathryn and Jasmine stood from the floor.
"He's going to be alright, I'll have Partica bring a basin of water and wash cloth and if you wish you may clean him up a bit." Thanking the vet, both mother and daughter entered the room quietly. Daryl shifted and turned his head to see them "What the hell ya doin' here slugger?" He asked the mother, a smirk formed on his lips.
Kathryn blushed as she sat down in the chair so he could face her. "We wanted to see you, Jasmine was distraught and well...I...I wanted to make sure you're ok." She whispered, her head lowered. "I'm sorry I punched Andrea...I saw you and...you went down..." Kathryn couldn't finish, a tear ran down her cheek. Daryl shifted a little uncomfortable with woman crying over him.
"Hell, no need to cry, I'm fine. No one can kill a Dixon but a Dixon." He said with much conviction in his voice that she believed him, the three year old shuffled forwarded. "Mr. Daryl...I's sorry...I's thought yous was dead..." She sniffled and hung her head, afraid he might yell, but he just patted the space on the bed beside him.
The little girl smiled and walked over slowly, sitting down beside him. Jasmine then lay down and snuggled in close to the man. Daryl stiffened, but then loosened up, seeing the three year old asleep beside him, his heart seamed to warm up at the sight. Kathryn smiled at them, it was like a father daughter moment though Daryl wasn't the girl's father, and he seamed to keep a closer eye on her then any other in the camp.
It was quiet for a few hours, Patricia comes and goes. Kathryn cleaned Daryl as best she could with no protest which was odd coming from him. She chalked it up to he didn't want to disturb the sleeping child beside him. There was a comfortable silence that fell over them, both enjoying it, Kathryn had saw Daryl's scars at one point, but he made no note of him not caring that she saw them or not.
Around dinner the door opened and Carol walked in, Daryl took the blanket and pulled it up to his shoulder. Kathryn knew he didn't want others to see, he seamed to trust her and her daughter. Carol gave a glare to both mother and daughter, but the man took no notice of this.
"I brought you three some dinner, Lori suggested it." Kathryn took the tray of food as Carol talked to Daryl quietly, she felt awkward around Carol, she seamed like she was trying to get close to the hunter.
After Carol left both adults dug into their food, they knew Jasmine was tired. Daryl told Kathryn the girl could stay with him since she was asleep already. Silently agreeing with him she took the food and tray out, bidding the hunter good night.
Walking down stairs she saw Carol standing in the kitchen, the older woman turns taking the tray from her.
"Carol can I ask you something?" Kathryn asks, Carol turned around glaring at her. "No, but I will say this, stay away from Daryl." Blinking in shock Kathryn lowered her head. "I...but if Daryl wants me around I...can't change his mind...I'm sorry you feel...something for him, please don't be upset." Carol huffed and walked out of the room.
Sighing Kathryn walked out to her tent and laid down feeling alone that night.