Finding love again

Bloodletting

No One's POV:

     Callie and Rick run while clutching their injured kids. "It hurts!! Momma!" Emma screams out making tears rapidly fall down Callie's face.

   Emma's eyes roll back as she stops screaming. Callie whimpers and raises Emma's head up to hers hearing her breathing still. 'She just passed out. She just passed out' Callie chants glancing down at her daughter.

    She spares a glance at her best friend/brother who's carrying her passed out nephew. "Hey, you move, shithead. Come on, get us there," the Twins yell out in anger and pull the man who shot their niece and nephew.

    "How far?" Rick yells at him only to receive nothing but huffing and puffing.

  "HOW FAR?!" Callie screams out clutching her baby girl close to her.

  "Another half mile that way. Hershel. Talk to Hershel. He'll help your boy and girl," the man says out of breath.

Rick and Callie take off as fast as they can. Finally a White House comes into view making Callie and Rick pick up their pace. As they reach the house a group of people emerge from it.

"Were they bit?" An old man asks noticing the blood.

"Shot. By your man," Callie chokes out, her heart beating rapidly.

"Otis?" A older woman questions in surprise.

"He said find Hershel. Is that you? Help us. Help my boy and niece," Rick cries out as they walk closer to the group.

"Get them inside. Patricia, I need my full kit. Maggie take care of the girl and I'll get the boy. Veronica, painkillers, Coagulated - - grab everything. Clean towels, sheets, alcohol," Hershel orders out.

Callie follows the brunette girl with green eyes 'Maggie' to another room where the girl pulls the covers off the bed.

"Here. Set her down," Callie carefully set her daughter on the bed and steps back. Maggie pulls up Emma's shirt revealing the wound.

"The bullet just grazed her. Get that pillowcase and put pressure on her wound while I go get the IV and supplies," Maggie says then orders making Callie grab the pillow and pulls off the pillowcase then folds it and presses it on Emma's wound.

Tears fall from her eyes as she looks at how pale her precious baby girl is. The movement of her small chest brings Callie small comfort.

  Maggie comes back with an IV bag and the tall boy who's carrying a box and a lamp. "What's your name?" She asks trying to make Callie focus who looks in a daze.

  She wipes the little girl's arm before sticking the needle in and taped it to the girl's arm. "I'm- I'm Callie. Sh-she's alive right?" Callie stutters out as Maggie puts on a stethoscope and holds it to Emma's chest.

   "Yes, I got a good heartbeat. Thanks Shawn," Maggie tells her then the boy who hooked the IV bag to the lamp and pulled out the supplies then spread it on the bed.

   She put on gloves and takes over for Callie. "Ok, let's see," Maggie gently pulls the pad away and looks at the wound carefully. Luckily the wound isn't too deep and it isn't dirty.

   "I have good news. The wound isn't deep so I can stitch it and it will heal over time. Bad news she's lost a lot of blood. Do you know her blood type?" She says then asks.

  Callie nods slightly,  her breath shaky. "B negative. Same as Frank's," she shakily says wiping her tears off her face, smearing blood on it.

  "Her father? Where's he?" Maggie asks making Callie shake her head before turning her head towards the door where rapid footsteps approach.