100 words prompts
Fandom: The Walking Dead
Character: Carol, Daryl
Words: Severed Ties
Rating: T
Synopsis: Season 4, before she was banished from her friends, and prison. The idea for this came to me in a dream. The thing she lost is up to you. Please feel free to comment on this one. I am happy with it, but it could have gone on longer. (I do have a longer one shot, or a full chapter for this idea. )
It was just gone! Simply vanished! She hadn't noticed it until Myka had pointed it out. Her fingers ghost over the spot on her wrist where it once stayed to her skin. The last connection to her had slipped away. Like severed ties.
She stood tiredly from the garden patch after she carefully combs the rows of vegetables hoping to find it quickly enough, but came up empty handed. If it wasn't there, then where did it slip off her wrist?
Carol made her way through the folks not hearing them as she felt the hot blood pulsate through her veins and the rushing sounds drowning them out. She pushes past Daryl, and Rick, and many others.
Lori's old mattress was flung across the room, and torn apart. Then her own mattress connects to the concrete floor, she didn't stop there as she dumps the contents of her laundry hamper out. Searching, coming up empty handed.
Daryl watches this act, knowing something was wrong. He slips inside her cell calling her name. Only he could connect with her physically and so he does. His fingers catch her wrist, and through his thick calloused fingers he felt the erratic pulse beat through her veins. His voice calm as he spoke. "We'll find it."
Just then her dam broke.