The Walking Dead, Fearless

Ch. 4 "Panic"

                                            Daryl POV 

I was running with Hayden on my back, I could hear her breathing getting more shallow by the minute, the twig and leaves crunching under out boots as we ran, I had to get her to Hershel I just had to, she's goin to survive this,

"She aint lookin good little brother," Merle said 

"Were almost there," I said 

                                       Hayden POV 

                             Memory

Five year old Hayden slammed the door shut locking it, 

Her parents banging on the door, 

"Open this door you little brat!" Her mother yelled, 

"Your only going to make it worse!" Her father said 

Hayden slowly backed away from the door, her breathing getting quick, her chest falling and rising at a quick pace, 

The door was kicked in, 

Hayden screamed as her father back handed her making her fall to the ground, 

                                 End Memory, 

My eyelids shot open, I see fencing, 

"Hurry open the gate," I hear Daryl's voice, 

My vision was too blurry, everything, was like in a drugged induced state, when your so heavily sedated that everything moves slowly and blurry, you can only catch glimpses of small things, like the fence, 

I felt myself bouncing, like I was in someone's arms or on their back, but at this point I couldn't really tell,

I hear a metal door open, 

"What the hell is he doing here!?" I hear a voice, 

"He helped me get her out of there, where is Hershel?" I hear Daryl 

"He's not coming in," I hear 

"Like hell I'm not," I hear Merle's voice, 

"Guys now's not the time she needs help," I hear Glenn

"Come on," I hear another voice, 

"Quickly,Quickly lay her down," I hear Hershel, 

But once I was laid flat there was a slight problem, I could breathe it was a struggled, I tossed my head back and fourth uncomfortably, 

My shallow breathing picked up, 

I felt my shirt being lifted up, 

"Get me some of the supplies, I need gauze stitching disinfectant," Hershel ordered, 

"Hayden can you hear me?" He asked 

"Yes..." I said in a panic, 

"Why can't I see anything? Why can't I breathe?" I said in a panic 

My breathing picking up fast, 

"Hayden I need you to stay calm," He said 

"I, I can't see," I said panicking, 

Then suddenly I felt someone take my hand, 

Then I slowly started to calm down and my eyes fluttering shut, 

                            Daryl POV 

I could hear the panic in her voice, so I took her hand, the bruising and cuts she had, it caused my anger to boil, 

I should have ended that bastard myself, I thought 

We see her eyes flutter shut, 

"Why can't she see?" I asked 

"Probably has that sever of a concussion," Hershel said cleaning the cuts on her stomach, 

Her breathing getting worst, 

"Her breathin?" I said 

"Probably a punctured lung," He said 

"Maggie?" Hershel said 

Maggie handed him a fairly large needled, 

He pulls the front of her shirt down near her shoulder and feels near her shoulder and chest and sticks her with it, turing a nozzle on the syringe and it started releasing air, 

Her breathing started going back to normal, 

"That should do it," He said slowly pulling the needle out, 

He started working on her other injuries, 

"Daryl can I talk to you?" Rick said 

I nodded, 

I went to leave only to be grabbed by my wrist, 

Hayden's icy blue eyes looking at me weakly, 

"I won't be long darlin," I said 

She hesitated but soon let go, 

I walked out to Rick, 

"Look I know your dealing with a lot right now," Rick said looking in at Hayden, 

"But why would you bring him here?" He asked asking about Merle 

"Because he helped me get her out of that hell hole, and that's good enough for me," I said crossing my arms, 

"I wouldn't have gotten her here without him," I said 

"Okay, but one wrong-" He began, 

"I get it," I said 

I turned around to join Hershel and Maggie as they continued working on her, her injuries were bad, 

Now I understand why she never talked about it, talked about her past, her family an of it, it was just too painful for her, and this probably doesn't even touch the surface, I thought looking at her, 

Her eyes blinking slowly, she was too weak, she lost too much blood, 

My question was how long was she being held there, 

After about two hours, they finished, 

Hershel motioned for me to follow him where she can't hear us, 

"She's lucky, I want her to be under surveillance, just to be safe," He began, 

"Her injuries are severe, she's lucky she doesn't have any internal bleeding, but as far as we can tell she doesn't, she does have eight broken ribs, a cracked jaw, severe concussion, bruising on her pancreas, kidney and liver, and fractured hip bone, tailbone and wrist," He said 

"Thank you," I said 

"She's not out of the woods just yet, she could still have internal bleeding, she's not showing any signs of it but she still could have it," Maggie said 

Me and Rick nodded, 

"I'll take first watch," I said 

"Are you sure you just got back, you have to be tired," Carol said 

"I'm fine," I said walking in the cell where she was laying her eyes were closed,

I put my hand on top of hers and rubbed the back of her hand with my thumb, 

"I aint leavin you this time," I whispered