~~ i know its been a while and i'm sorry but here is alittle something thank you for being patient i'll have more soon!~~
Fallon and Daryl ran through the court yard dodging the people running away from the fight down by the gate. Their feet pounding the ground as they got closer to the fight, Rick and the rest of the people willing to fight lined up against the force the Governor brought with him. As they reached they reached the group Fallon's stomach dropped, dread running through her veins… if they just listened to her…
"We don't need to do this," Rick tried to reason with the attacker.
"Oh… But we do," The Governor nodded pretending to feel bad about what he was about to do.
The Governor gestured his hand revealing two men dragging Jalissa from behind the tank. She was kicking and thrashing around trying to escape from the grip the two men had on her. Fallon's stomach dropped her eyes darting around trying to find a way to help her friend, but it could never be this easy. Her eyes fell upon the old members of the group, Carol, Merle, Trev, and Jesse, from what it looked like they were trying to sneak away maybe to help Jalissa…
"He wouldn't…" Fallon's voice shook as she whispered to Daryl.
Daryl grunted, his lip curling up, finger wrapped tightly around the handle of the pistol tucked into the back of his pants. "Get ready," his deep voice grumbled as he pulled the gun and aimed it at the intruding group.
Before another thought could register in Fallon's mind, the sound of a gun firing filled the air deafening the tense, rage filled conversation the two leaders were having. She didn't know what side it came from, her eyes darting back and forth, muscle memory taking over forcing her to crouch gun drawn pointed down until necessary. Immediately Fallon snapped her eyes to Jalissa, the woman was struggling her fingers reaching for her belt. Jalissa managed to grab the small knife, or maybe letter opener, she had been hiding and with one swift motion she jabbed it into the stomach of the Governor. Through the fighting the Governor let out a yell, tossing Jalissa to the floor and pulling his gun.
"NO!" Rick shouted before the sound of two more gun shots went off.
Bent down and keeping her eyes on Jalissa, fingers dug into Fallon's shoulder pulling her backwards onto the floor. A young man stood above her a sinister smile crossing his dark features. Fallon sucked in a breath, her eyes narrowing, using all her leg strength she kicked up hitting him in the groin. The young man doubled over dropping his weapon, rolling over Fallon picked up his gun and pushed herself up. The war going on all around her going silent for a second as she aimed the gun at the young man. With a swift move Fallon brought down her arm as hard as she could, the metal of the gun smashing against the tanned skin of the young man, his body going limp as he passed out.
A high pitched scream broke Fallon from her momentary distraction, bringing her back Into the war that had moved closer to the prison. Her eyes scouring to find Jalissa in the growing pile of bodies, she scurried forward to where Jalissa lay down. Dropping to her knees, Fallon grabbed onto Jalissa body, her hands coming back wet with blood.
"Oh fuck…" Fallon's voice quivered "JALISSA!"
Shit… the noise around her was starting to morph, the sounds of gunshots and screaming was starting to become the low distinct groans of the dead. Fallon's eyes snapped up into the direction of the walker noises, it was just a few now, maybe ten or so, but more were headed this was that she was sure of.
"Jalissa, please! Say something!" Fallon pleaded as she pressed her finger to her friend's neck trying to feel for a pulse. The rapid beating of her own heart was masking whatever soft beating Jalissa's heart was trying to push out, there was blood everywhere leaking from a wound in her side.
"Shit!" Fallon's voice shook as her eyes darted around making sure the fight moved away from them.
Fallon's fingers quickly undid Jalissa's belt and ripped it off, taking off her own jacket and pressing it to the wound on the other woman's side using the belt to secure it. Just to do something to slow the bleeding down… As Fallon pulled the belt tight, Jalissa's big brown eyes shot open, every muscle in her body tensing as she let out a deep grunt of pain.
"Hey!" Fallon chirped grabbing her friends face making sure to keep her eyes away from the rest of the fight. "Ummm… Listen up if you trust me… I need you to get up and come with me," Fallon pleaded as she tried to keep her voice from quivering.
Jalissa's jaw was clamped tight, her breaths labored "Oh… Kay,"
Fallon nodded "This is guna hurt," she warned Jalissa as she wrapped her arm around Jalissa just under her arm pits.
Fallon took a deep breath and used all the might she could muster and pulled Jalissa up, the woman letting out a yell straight into Fallon's ear. The ringing was still setting in by the time Fallon got her on her feet. Jalissa's breath was quick and labored, her skin a bit pale, but she was up and ready to move… she had to be.
"One… step… at a… time," Jalissa's voice shook her fingers gripping Fallon's body.
"Well we better get going then," Fallon answered trying not to sound sarcastic but probably did.
The women stepped off with almost all of Jalissa's weight on Fallon's shoulders, now Jalissa was a much bigger person then Fallon was so walking was going to be a task and a half. Leaning back up against Jalissa, Fallon to a step forward, stumbling when her friend flowed her. This movement went on and on slowly as they made it to the solid road, both women covered in a thin layer of sweat.
"What about everyone else?" Jalissa asked her eyes shut tight.
Fallon averted her eyes from the prison "They'll be okay… you cant worry about that right now… all that commotion is guna make the walkers come crawling over here," Fallon paused and peered around Jalissa "Matter of fact here's one," Fallon pointed her chin.
Before Jalissa could utter a word Fallon was off jogging in the direction on the beast, her axe in hand. Nearing the monster, Fallon felt the adrenaline start to coarse through her veins making her muscles tense and sharpening her senses. The undead's gray hand swiped for her as it stumbled to follow her. Fallon pushed it back with the head of her axe just far enough so she could get a good swing at its head. The wet crack of bone against metal sounded, silencing the dead for the final time.
"Hey Jalis, is there a place y'all said you would meet at just incase this would happen?" Fallon asked knowing Jalissa had to get some place safe or she wasn't making it.
"Yeah…" Her voice was soft "It's a bit a ways down that way," Not having the energy to move her arm she only pointed her chin.
"Okay…" Fallon answered as she ran her nail down the scar on her arm. "Ya think you could get up?"
Her normally beautiful dark skin was paling, her eyes fluttering as she tried to keep them open "I… can try," her voice was soft.
"You know what," Fallon started seeing the agony her friend was in when she tried to move "Stay here… I'm guna get help…" her voice trailed off…. Someone's gotta be close.