Together Forever.

Scar

Pdv Kira :

It's already the next day Carl is already a little better. I let him rest while I'm taking wood when cars arrive. I go to them and say hi to all of our group.
I come to take Dale in my arms.

Dale: I'm glad you're nothing.

I pull away from him and he kisses the top of my head. I hug everyone else in the band when it's Daryl's turn.

We look each other in the eyes without knowing anything to say. This situation is more than embarrassing...

I don't really know what to do, what am I supposed to do?! I clench my fists inside my pockets. Everyone annoys me! I don't know what to do with Daryl weirdly, I'm pissed off for everything and nothing and above all I don't know where his plates are!

Against all odds it is he who comes to give me an awkward hug. He approaches my ear and whispers to me:

Daryl: Are you... Are you okay?

Me: Yeah, don't worry.

I loosen myself from his grip. As usual he begins to gnaw his thumb sign that he is nervous. It makes me laugh inside, he seems to have noticed because he stares at me before putting his hand in his pocket.

Daryl: Hmmm.

He hands me the military plates. I smile at him, he doesn't realize how happy I am. These plaques mean so much to me... I take him back in my arms.

Me: Thank you, it means a lot to me.

Daryl: I know that's why I saved them for you.

I smile at him again while the others come over to say hello.

Dale: So?

Lori: He'll be fine. Thanks to Herschel and his family and...

Rick: And Shane we would have lost Carl if he would not have been there.

Me: Umm and to Otis.

Even though I'm mad at him, I can't deny that he saved my little brother's life.
Herschel thanks me, nodding.

We all go under a tree to bury Otis.

Herschel: Shane, you want talk about Otis?

Shane: I'm not good at that. Sorry.

Patricia: You are the last to have seen her, you shared the last moments of her life. Please. I need to hear it. I need to know he didn't die for nothing.

Shane: Alright. We... We were almost finished... We had nothing but our guns and a few bullets in them. I was limping, I was in bad shape, my ankle was badly swollen... "We have to save this little guy's life" That's what he said.

He swallowed hard. He's lying, my father also seems to have noticed him but he doesn't say anything. He just lowers his head.

Shane: He pushed me in front giving me his backpack and he told me to run he said "Come on I've got our backs" But when I turned around....

He advances to put a stone on his grave. While limping.

Shane: If Otis hadn't been here, I never would have made it out alive. Same thing for Carl. It's thanks to him. Otis didn't die for nothing
.

Once his speech is over, we all go back to our business. As for me, I go to see Carl.

Me: Knock knock knock... can I come in?

Carl: Yes come

I sit on the edge of the bed. By holding his hand there.

Me: So how are you feeling?

Carl: Well I don't understand....

Me: what don't you understand little prince?

Carl: I don't understand how you managed to get out of this.

I smile at him, I know exactly what he is talking about. When I was in Mali, I took a bullet in the right flank. Certainly I had pain but I was especially very well surrounded.

Carl: Look at my own scar.

He lifts his bandage and shows me his small scar.

Me: Herschel worked very well. Your scar is very beautiful.

Carl: Mmm me I find that it is not very beautiful now I would have this scar for all the life.

Kira: So what? You know I always say that every scar has its story.

Carl: Hmmm you're probably right. Would you...will you show me yours?

Kira: Of course.

I lift my shirt to show my scar in my side.

Carl: Woahhhh we have the same! We're like... Scar Twins!

Me: And yeah. Go rest.

I give him a kiss on the forehead and go out to join my father.