Carol was tapping her foot with nerves, waiting for them to bring Daryl back in. She hoped they given him something to knock him right out. She signed for it all. Knock him out. She twisted her rings on her fingers, her leg was bouncing.

She should see them bringing him back in. He had blood dripping into him slowly. He had so much blood donated to him she wished she could give him some but she couldn't because she'd still was breast feeding Sophia. She was a universal donor and she just hoped everything would end up the way it was supposed to be. He wasn't supposed to be here.

Andrea had brought Merle back from donating for him. He was munching down a sandwich, he'd donated twice for him now, but the rest of the blood they had replaced was from other donors. She chewed her lip a little, accepting the sandwich Andrea handed her.

'Thanks,' she said,

'I got this, for Sophia,' She handed over a jar of stewed apples, 'She's ready, it might help give her a try see if she likes it,'

'Thanks,' Carol stood up so they could wheel him in.

'Well I think we got it cleaned up,' the doctor told them, Carol was twisting her hands he looked so pale and clammy looking, 'He's tough, but he's not out of the woods yet, we will clean it up again tomorrow then we will see how he is, maybe if its getting better we can transfer him to your local hospital.'

'Geeze dont do that to my nurses,' Andrea teased, 'Mr Grumpy pants himself. They are still recovering from last time he was shot,'

'I ...can hear...you,' Daryl mumbled with his eyes shut, he was on his side, breathing easy, 'Who signed for this happy shit,'

'Yes we have him on muscle relaxants and pain meds so he will relax and let his body heal,' the doctor looked at his chart, 'I'll see you in two hours Mr Dixon,'

'I ... cant feel,... my face... is ... it still there,' Daryl tried to grab at it opening and closing his mouth, 'You got me ...stoned on my honeymoon,'

Everyone laughed because his good hand was reaching for his face which was a good arms length away from where he was trying to touch.

'Your honeymoon has been canned for a month at least brother, I'd doubt your could,' Merle let out a whistle indicating he meant have sex.

'Nah... can... lets do this,' Daryl's arm waved around, 'I think,... I need to sleep,'

Andrea and Merle went to leave to go back to the hotel room, it was late after 9 they should really get Sophia home for bed, they told Carol they would wait for her in the hall waiting for her so they could all walk together.

'Daryl I'll come back tomorrow.' Carol told him, she took his hand moving it away from making grabby hands at her. 'Tomorrow, your going to sleep now, I'll ring when I get up to feed Sophia,'

'Sophia, where is she?' Daryl's eyes were heavy, he shut them.

'She's with Merle in the hall,' Carol told him, she bent down kissing him on the mouth then the head, she rubbed it a few times, he was relaxed and asleep. She headed over to the nurses desk asking them to call if they needed her. She knew he was a difficult patient.

'I think he's going to hopefully sleep though,' the nurse at the station smiled.

'Hopefully, Sophia still wakes I'll ring and check in on him,' Carol told her.

'Its fine, ring all you want, you being here makes him easier to deal with,' the nurse told her. Carol nodded and left to go into the hallway to go with her new family down to the shitty hotel room down the street. It was her wedding night all she wanted to do was lie on the bed and never move again.