The Archer's Warrior

| Chapter Seven | :: Daryl Gets Shot Too

No One's POV

"Fevers gone down." Hershel says.

Just as he pulled away, Octavia started to stir. Rick and Lori sat next to her.

"Baby?" Lori asks.

Octavia opens her eyes and so much more life was in them this time.

"Carl? Is he okay?" Octavia asks.

"He's just fine, baby." Rick says, moving her hair.

"Rest. We'll be right here, okay?" Lori asks.

Octavia nods and drifts back to sleep.

"They're here." T-Dog says.

"I'll stay with her." Daryl says.

Rick and Lori nod and leave with T-dog. Daryl sits with Octavia on the bed. Carl comes and sits with him on the other side of Octavia.

"You like my sister." Carl says.

Daryl looks at Carl.

"It's ok. I won't tell anyone. She likes you, too." Carl says.

Daryl didn't know what to say. So he just cracked a smile.

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Rick sat with Octavia as she woke up and turned to him.

"Hey dad." Octavia says.

"Hey, squirt." Rick says.

Octavia smiles.

"Anything on Sophia?" Octavia asks.

"No.. I'm sorry." Rick says.

"It's ok... hey, we match now." Octavia says.

Rick chuckles.

"Yeah, well I think your mother would rather hear we have matching features so let's keep that between us." Rick says.

Octavia chuckles and nods.

"Not the first gunshot wound I've had." Octavia says.

"I know. And I hate that you're here again." Rick says.

"I'll be alright. This is nothing compared to when I came back from Iraq." Octavia says.

"You had to be airlifted back to the states and rushed into emergency surgery. I'll never forget that call. Your mothers screams. Your brothers cries. Shane nearly shot anyone that got in our way to the hospital. It was almost as bad as the call we got when you were held hostage." Rick says.

Octavia remembered that day like it was the previous one. She had been held prisoner along with her unit when they refused to give up information on the United States. She was held for 6 months.

6 months of hell for the Grimes family. 6 months of horror for Octavia and her unit. They were beaten, tortured, in any way possible. Physically, mentally, emotionally. But they stayed strong. Until they were killed off one by one.

Octavia witnessed it all. But she saved so many lives. Right before her vehicle was blown up, she killed a militia squad and saved a village of women and children. Families were reunited and escorted to safety,

"6 months of therapy and shrinks." Octavia says.

"You went through hell, sweetheart. I'm so sorry I can't help with those thoughts." Rick says.

Octavia turns to her father and takes his hand.

"You help me every day." Octavia says.

Rick smiles and kisses her head before lightly scratching her head. He watched as she slowly fell asleep.