A/N: Sorry, it's been a few days. Sunday's episode? Yeah, let's not talk about that. I'm just gonna forget about Tobin and continue writing this. Lol Let me know what you think of this chapter in the review section! 3
"How long till we get to the hilltop?" Carol asked anxiously from the bed in the back of the RV as she held Evelyn's hand.
"Only a few more minutes." Jesus answered from the passenger seat, giving Rick a strange look.
"Soon." Grimes added, returning the same look to the man with the long hair, then keeping his eyes on the road.
Everyone present watched Carol try to comfort the girl in pain and they kept an eye on her leg, waiting for her to turn. Maggie and Glenn exchanged looks of worry and confusion as to why Carol wouldn't tell her the truth. Carl couldn't stop staring and Daryl was the only one paying close attention to Carol's expressions. Denise joined them, in case she needed anymore medical attention on the ride and Michonne kept a hand ready to grab her katana as soon as possible. She had hoped they'd cut the girl's leg off right away as they had for Hershel, but it was too late now and Carol wouldn't allow it.
Soon, everyone's thoughts were interrupted as they heard the teen coughing. They looked to see Carol touching a cloth to her forehead, sweat pouring from her face. She shook violently and struggled to keep her eyes open. "C-Carol." She broke out.
"Yes?"
"I'm gonna die. Aren't I?" Evelyn cracked a small smile, finally realizing this was probably the end.
"You are not gonna die."
"Carol." Michonne began.
"No!" She looked over at the sword wielding female. "Not yet."
"Carol. We need to do something, before-" Carl stated and then stopped himself.
"Before what?" Evie asked. No one answered. "Before what?" Carol looked down and sighed, fighting back tears she hadn't known were making their way to the surface. Finally, the young girl knew. She coughed once more as the pace of her heartbeat increased and she felt herself panicking. "No. No. That's how it happens, isn't it?" She asked, referring to being bitten turning you into a walker. Again no one answered her and she squeezed Carol's hand, pulling her down, a bit closer to her. "I don't wanna be one of those things." Tears escaped the dark haired girl's eyes. "What do we do?"
"There's only one thing to do." Daryl finally spoke, pulling out his gun. Evie looked at it and slightly gasped before looking back up into Carol's eyes.
Carol shook her head no and finally let the tears escape her eyes and she let out a light sob, squeezing the girl's hand even tighter.
"We're here." Rick said softly, putting the RV in park and sadly turning to look at the people in the back. Jesus got out of the passenger seat and walked into Gregory's house to tell them that everyone had arrived and Rick slowly exited the vehicle, walking around it and opening the back door. Abraham, Sasha, Denise, and Rosita got out quickly, following Jesus inside. "Carl." Rick tried to get his son's attention. "Let's go."
It took the younger Grimes a moment before finally listening to his father and he stood from his seat, ready to get out. But before he left he gave Evie one last smile and morosely left the van. Maggie, Glenn, and Michonne followed suit. Rick stood in the door, looking at Daryl who still held the gun. He climbed into the RV and took the gun from his friend's hand. Looking down at Carol sitting on the bed beside Evie, he put a hand on her shoulder before offering the gun to the teen.
Carol stared at the gun in his hand as Evelyn hesitantly took it from him. Once the gun was no longer in his hand, the former police officer left the RV and Daryl finally stood. Walking over to the two, he said, "Carol. We should go." She shook her head. "She should be alone-"
Carol snapped her head around and yelled. "I promised her she'd never be alone again! I'm not leaving her." Daryl understood right away, knowing that the woman always did her best to keep promises and he decided he wasn't going to leave her either.
Evelyn still cried and she held the gun in her hand. She sniffled before stating, "I've never used a gun before." She weakly smiled, remembering cop games as a child with her friends before everything happened. Her grin faded as she put the firearm up to her temple. Her breathing grew quicker and she closed her eyes, shaking even more than before. She bawled a bit harder and she opened her eyes to look into Carol's sad orbs. Evie shook her head before whispering, "I don't think I can-"
Carol grabbed the handgun and took a deep breath before pressing it to the poor girl's forehead. "I'm so sorry." Her voice cracked.
Letting out a breath of air and forcing herself to stop crying, Evelyn nodded slowly. "Thank you." She whispered and closed her eyes, ready for it to be over.
"I'm sorry." Carol repeated, her finger stiff on the trigger. "I'm sorry." She whispered almost so none of the other two could even hear it and she closed her own eyes.
Almost twenty seconds passed and nothing happened. "Carol." Daryl stepped a bit closer. "You need to do it." He hated rushing her, but it was urgent as soon, the teen could turn.
"I-" She held the firearm firmly in her hand, but still, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She didn't want to kill another person. She couldn't. Especially not one who was the same age as her daughter would be now.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on hers, holding the trigger over her own finger and she held her breath, knowing it was Daryl's. Evelyn couldn't help but smile up at the two of them. He had sat on the bed behind Carol and holding her from behind, his cheek pressed against her own and he whispered in her ear. "Ready?"
Still holding her breath, Carol slowly nodded and she felt her body quiver as her eyes squeezed shut and Daryl's finger pushed hers, pulling the trigger and Evelyn was dead.
Outside the RV, Carl and the group looked to the vehicle, hearing the gunshot. The teen boy closed his eyes and Enid walked up behind him, grabbing his hand and he took hers graciously. Maggie and Glenn looked down sadly and she put a hand on her slightly bulged stomach. Michonne and Rick sighed, walking into the house and Denise made a mental note of one more patient she'd lost.
It was about ten seconds after they had finally pulled the trigger and neither Daryl nor Carol had moved an inch. He still held her from behind and she still held her eyes closed, crying a bit more and her body falling limp in Daryl's arms. Finally, she opened her eyes, seeing the blood on the wall behind Evie's head and she choked out one more sob before slightly turning her head to look over her shoulder at Daryl. He forced the gun out of her hand and set it aside, looking into her icy blue eyes still filled with tears. Their faces were so close they each felt every breath the other one took.
Seeing the despair in her eyes once again broke him and he finally did it. He kissed her.
A/N: I know this chapter was a bit shorter than the others, but I liked where it ended and the new update will be coming shortly. Please leave your reviews in the box below! 3 Mwah!