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Dream A Little (And Awfully Confusing) Dream Of Me

Feeling sick every morning was becoming simply irritating. Not only did it make me feel like complete shit, but I was also running out of excuses as to why.

'Just tell him the truth and get it over with.'

I firmly ignored the voice in the back of my head, instead choosing to listen to my own words.

"I'm fine. I'm just tired."

"Do you want me to stay with you?" Carl sat next to me as I curled up in the blanket, my arms wrapped around my stomach as it seemed to spin around.

"You go, I'll just get some more sleep." I assured him, feeling his too-warm lips press against my damp forehead. I didn't need to open my eyes to know he had left.

"See that bright one? That's the North Star. It's at the end of the Little Dipper." The little girl pointed up at the dark sky, her lips turned into a wide smile as she spoke in her childish voice. She turned to face me, a soft gleam in her blue eyes. "If you get lost at night, just find that star."

My eyes blinked open suddenly, the ambiguous dream slipping from my mind the moment I realised I no longer felt sick.

I wasn't sure how long it had been, but Carl wasn't back yet. Even as I wandered down the stairs, into the kitchen and fetching some breakfast, he was nowhere to be seen.

My fingers fumbled around my sword, the familiar cap pulled down on my head as I inconspicuously hurried out the gate. It was a good thing Carl didn't cover his own tracks, otherwise I would have no idea where I was going.

The walk through the woods wasn't as peaceful today. There was something different about being there alone, like a heaviness in my steps and a numbness in my fingertips. It felt strange being out here right now, and all I wanted to do was go home.

"Belle." I sighed out a relieved breath when Carl's voice echoed in my ears, the boy himself peering through the trees. I felt a certain awkwardness when I noticed the stranger behind him. After all, the last time we met I did try to shoot him.

"What the hell happened?" My eyes widened when Carl reached me, his shirt soaked all the way through with blood. I held a hand out but he brushed it away, his tone reassuring.

"We just got a couple walkers. I'm fine." He took a step to the side and smiled. "This is Siddiq."

I finally looked the man in the eyes, seeing his equally nervous expression at meeting me. I held my hand up as a small wave, my lips pressed together in an unsure smile.

"Hi, Siddiq...sorry I tried to kill you that one time."

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I was quickly starting to regret shooting at Siddiq. He was kind although nervous, intelligent enough to survive out here, and-

"You're a doctor?" My tone was laced with something similar to disbelief.

"Well, a medical student." Siddiq stuttered out, his hands linked together. "I've done a lot of studying and-and some surgeries, but nothing too big."

My grin spread from ear to ear. We hadn't had luck like this for a long time. "Well, that's exactly what we need." I assured him as I kicked through the leaves on the ground. We were almost back at Alexandria and we needed to think of a plan soon. We couldn't just waltz through the gates with a stranger by our side.

"Belle's a doctor, too." Carl piped up, his smile proud and he held my hand softly.

I shrugged off his words. "I try to be. We didn't have anyone else, but now we do." I glanced at Siddiq with kind eyes. Thank god he was here.

"Besides, you've got the real stuff, you know?" My words were directed at Siddiq as he listened politely. "The education and everything. I just picked up what I could when the world ended."

"In some ways, that could be better." Siddiq offered in a small voice. "I mean, everything you've learnt was from this world, no modern methods to hold you down. I've had to relearn and change a lot, but you never had to do that."

I frowned in thought. He did have a point. I never learned how to do things by the professional methods, but it's not like I would've ever had the chance. "Well, I'm still happy you're here." I finished, Carl's gaze on me as we walked. Maybe he was right all along.

"You're feeling better now?" Carl mumbled, his worried tone low.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just felt a little sick, that's all." I brushed off quickly.

"You're sick?" Siddiq asked, his eyebrows drawn together with innocent concern.

Excuse, excuse, excuse.

My brain was whirring so hard I didn't catch Carl raise his eyebrows in amusement at Siddiq, or the confused look he gave in return.

"I just didn't eat much yesterday." I defended. I mentally winced, but they didn't say anything else as we arrived at Alexandria.

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I've been trying to make my chapters shorter so expect more double parts

I'm think about doing another TWD fanfic but with a new OC, what do you think? Any suggestions?