Rick Grimes ushered Carol through the back way of the police station, calling for help, she was in shock and had a graze to her head where she took a bit of a hit in the roll across the drive. He couldn't believe everything went ok. When he received the call that a prison transport van had crashed his immediate thoughts were to check her. She never answered, he was worried and called in all the resources. He thought he might be over reacting sending for armed defenders but he was glad he followed his hunch that he would head there first.

He looked at his watch and turned his radio on on his hip. He'd called the squad in when they got word that a prison transport van rolled and the three prisoners were gone, one being Ed Peletier. When they couldn't contact Carol they moved to her house, seeing Daryl stalling at the door everyone moved in. He didn't think Peletiers would harm Carol sober but the two men who he was with wouldn't care who was in their way.

Of the three he couldn't even understand why they were moving Peletiers with these other two, Peletiers looked like a boy scout compaired to them. How, why had he led them to Carol's place. From what he could understand from the reports he had read from the prison and Peletiers giving up information to keep Sophia safe, he did care somewhat for his daughter. It was confusing, it was clear he'd had an abusive childhood. He handed his parents over the moment he knew they were trying to get to Sophia. It just made no sense he would lead two men like this straight to them.

Everyone had come out safe, he saw Daryl moving with Sophia. He felt relief moving fast to get Carol out of the way. He knew Daryl would be meeting them shortly at the station.

'He saved her, they both did,' Carol knew she was talking too fast she couldn't control it she was in shock ever since she opened the door at 7 am expecting Daryl she had three escaped convicts on her door step, pushing past her and Sophia. 'Where's Sophia? Daryl?' Carol looked up at Rick, he handed her a drink.

'They'll be here soon,' he told her.

'He took her, locked in the bedroom, he saved her,... she was crying and crying... ' Carol went on, 'the big one went to take her... get rid of her,... he took her... locked himself with her... then Daryl took her,... where's Sophia?' Carol was in shock.

Rick heard some cracking on his hip.

'Officer number 90737981, Officer down, requesting backup, flight for life, ' Carol recognized Shane's voice over the walkie talkie. She looked at Rick's face which remained passive. She heard a whole lot of information she probably shouldn't have heard. Someone was losing a lot of blood, and needed an air lift to the city hospital.

'This is dispatch, are we requesting a ride in the sky?'

'With flight lights, big bird is on way, requesting immediate response, Bus is on hand, request permission to land in the park,' come the crackling over the unit at Rick's hip.

'Big bird is 6 minutes out,' Dispatch said. 'Permission to land,'

Rick listened to the codes with interest. Carol couldn't work out what all the codes meant, she thought it meant someone was badly shot or something.

Andrea was doing her best to stem the flow of blood from Daryl's arm, the rig was moving and one of the ambulance officers was ripping off his pants to try find a vein. She held him still while they put an open bore in his foot. Taped up two bags of blood and watched it pour into him.

'Don't do this you arsehole,' She muttered to him. He'd been shot high up in his arm not to far from an major blood vessel to his arm it was hard to control the bleeding, there was a tiny tear that was causing the problems and the blood flow. 'This is the second time I've had to patch you up,'

Daryl was zoning in and out, 'Soph?' he mumbled, shutting his eyes against the light.

'She's with Merle,' She told him. 'She's fine, your not,'

He was stripped to his underwear with stickers on his chest, She was losing the fight she could see, his blood presure was dropping low his heart rate slow. Her heart was in her throat. She had to ignore his face and concentrate on his body, his under arm. How the hell had he been shot there? What was he even doing in the back of the police car? She didn't know. She'd just jumped in the rig when the got the call out to be on stand by for Carol's address.

She knew there had been people in the house, she didn't know who, she wasn't surprised when she pulled up with the rig Shane had Daryl on the ground trying his best to put pressure on his arm. She could hear Sophia screaming in the back of the police car. Merle had shown up, taking a hunch to come after he had two frantic calls from Rick Grimes looking for Daryl or Carol.

He took Sophia, there were cops everywhere. One prisioner being brought out alive, Merle looked along at him, he was looking at Sophia. He gave him a look. Ed Peletier.

'She ok?' Ed asked as he was being shoved in the back of a police car. 'She ok? Tell me she's ok,'

Merle nodded. He didn't know why but the man looked worried. He took another look as they shoved him into the car and left. Merle looked at the little baby in his arms, she smelt bad and was distressed. He watched them load Daryl into the back of the rig to pull out with him. Andrea shouting to get permission to land in the park two blocks over, the small air port too far away. Shane nodded pulling out the cb in the front of the police car to talk to dispatch.

'Jesus Daryl,' The rig come to a stop they could hear a copper coming, the driver coming through to help in the back. She gave it one last try. 'Just put as much pressure there as possible.'

She moved down his body, putting another line in his other foot. His veins were collapsing in front of her eyes. She set up another drip. There was loud noise as the chopper landed, they pulled him out of the rig moving him to the helicopter. The helicopter was better equipped than the rig. They were better trained to deal with this. They took over, Andrea put another line in at his neck. They had three bags of blood pouring into him. It was a 7 minute ride to the hospital where the moment he landed.

He was handed over to emergency staff and raced through to theater.

A bloody Shane with Sophia screaming with Merle come through the back door of the police station. Carol reached out for her baby looking behind Merle for Daryl. She took in all the blood on her daughter and on Shane.

'Where's Daryl?' She whispered, looking to them, she looked at the blood drops on her daughter, 'Oh God, its him isn't it,'