Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction

•Chapter One Hundred & Fifty One•

M U T E D

Season 10

Bobbie's Point of View:
We all follow Maggie for a couple of hours through the woods. Everyone really kept to themselves. I knew there would be tension between Maggie and I, since she seems pretty upset that I let Negan out. But there seems to be tension between Kelly and I. Kelly is a great person, I really like Kelly. But I just feel that she's wanting to point fingers at me for losing Connie. She hasn't said a word to me since I came back. But I know what she's thinking, 'why did you come back and not Connie.'

We come across a fenced in area with storage containers. We can hear banging coming from inside and find some walkers coming out and walking towards the fence.

"Okay." Maggie suddenly says.

"'Okay'?" Kelly asks. "Okay, what? You mean stay here?" We've only got about a half hour left of sunlight. Maggie wants to keep pushing. I understand getting to Hershel is important to her, but the important thing right now, is finding a place and holding up until morning. Maggie can't get to Hershel if she's dead.

"We should go up in the woods, find higher ground." Daryl says, slowly walking towards the woods. Maggie turns her head and looks at Cole.

"I think we'll all sleep better in some shelter." She declares. I turn my eye to Daryl and he looks down.

"Alright." He says. Maggie pulls away and walks over to the fence.

"Okay. So, all we have to do is clear this whole parking lot full of sickos and haul up for the night." Kelly says.

"No sweat." Cole says. Kelly and I roll our eyes at him. I keep getting a sense of Cole being some kind of asshole and for no reason. It's like he's trying to be buddybuddy with Maggie, thinks he can say anything and Maggie will follow him. News flash, bud, we've known Maggie a lot longer than you have and we know she'd always have our backs. Maybe...

I hear a sudden yell and I turn my head to see Maggie bleeding on her arm while trying to push a storage door close. I drop my bow and ran to her side, pushing against the door. We both fought against it, trying to keep the walkers from getting out. We both lock eyes and she counts to three before we both use all our strength and finally shut the door. I lock the door and pull away, catching up with my breath. Maggie shows me a smile and we give each other a high five.

After clearing the area, we all find a storage container to sleep in for the night. Daryl and I got our own, but I wasn't wanting to go to sleep just yet. Maggie and I sat in her storage container. We both leaned against the walls of the storage container, me watching Maggie clean and bandage her arm. I offered to help her, but she showed me a smile and said she could do it herself. I didn't take offense to it, I didn't get mad, there wasn't a reason to. Right now, I should be cool with Maggie. I let out the father of her child's killer, and she isn't really happy with me about it. I guess, I wouldn't either. But I also want her to see the Negan I've grown to know and understand. But I don't think Maggie will understand or even want to.

The door opens with a loud creak and in comes Daryl. He informs Maggie that Cole is on watch for now. Daryl sits himself down next to Maggie, staring at her.

"What happened out there?" He asks.

"Well...you know, Georgie had all these good ideas. With things goin so well at Hilltop, the idea of doing that for others felt good. So, we'd find groups and do what we could. But it'd always go sideways." She frowns.