Hush Baby Im here

Chapter 36

I felt odd, like I wasn't in my body anymore. Just hovering inches outside of it, controlling its movements. I pulled back the covers and swung my feet over the side of the bed. Feeling my feet land on the cool floor. I smiled, my muscles didn't hurt so much. The fever had definitely died down, and I didn't have nausea when I stood.

The dark lingered around me as I pattered my way down the hall towards where I knew Daryl would be "sleeping." I swayed a bit as I walked, still seemingly getting used to it again.

I reached the tiny room and Daryl looked up, he saw me, and broke down in tears.
What?

I came closer towards him and he backed away, pressing himself towards the couch.  I watched his face scrunch up in agony, as he pulled out his knife, my eyes widened.

As I approached him more, he dropped the knife, it just slid out of his fingers willingly. Clattering on the floor, the sound ringing though out the silent house. 
He thinks your a walker.

If he truly believed I was one of them, then that meant he was going to let me bite him, and that concerned me greatly. I wanted Daryl to be some what okay if I ever left him, and now I know he wouldn't be.

"Daryl." I huffed, and immediately looked up at me, his eyes clearing from the tears.

"Oh god." His lip trembled and he stood and wrapped his arms around me. His hand cradled my head on his chest and I relaxed, I knew I was eventually going to have to tell him how I'm alive, but right now I was okay with this.

Slowly I started to lean on him more and more as my body got tired quickly. It got to a point where I was basically limp as his hands held me up.

Then one came around my knees and pulled me up towards him. He carries me back to my room, the way he had done when I couldn't go fast enough after I hurt my foot. The way he had done when I was shot.

And now, when I am still alive after two walker bites.

He laid me down, holding my head up, he dipped a cup of water towards my mouth and my body was so grateful I took huge gulps.

Then when I was done he sat down beside me.

"I'm not gonna sleep, just in case, y'know?" He says softly, I only nod.

"Son of a bitch is to unpredictable, from what I've seen of him, might take you away during the night." I laughed a bit, and rolled my eyes.
Daryl and his idea of God.

Even though, I knew it could slip away in the middle of the night, I thanked God anyway. And slid off to sleep.

...

I woke up peacefully, laying comfortably in my bed, the covers a poof of fluff surrounding me. I could see the sun peeking over the horizon, the window was open and the curtains billowed in the wind, fluttering around lightly.

Everything was so majestic, I turned to see if Daryl was taking all of it in with me, but was left confused when I was greeted by an empty bed.

Maggie shouted from outside the hall, "I want to see her!"

"She's not, she's not" Daryl stumbled for the right words, buying me time on how to explain what was going on with me before they barged in here.

"You left her as one of them?" She shrieked, closer now, Daryl must be blocking the door.

"No! I-"

"Jesus Daryl its Maggie's sister, let her go." Glenn's voiced soothed over Maggie's anger and grief.

I heard Daryl shrug and the silver knob started to turn. I shut my eyes slightly, just peeking underneath the eyelids.

Maggie quickly strides over to me, hand resting on her gun.  I felt the bed curve as she sat down and ran a hand along my forehead.

"Why hasn't she turned?" She asked in a whisper, and at that I peeled my eyes open to reveal my crystal clear blue orbs rather than the green swollen ones she'd been expecting.

She practically collapsed back, clinging to Glenn, who I offered a smile to, but was returned with a blank stare.

"I think we should talk. Me, you guys, Rick, Carol, maybe Carl, but no one else." I said in a all seriousness. Their mouths were still hanging open, gaping at me.

Daryl looked at me to, but not with surprise or sadness, but of pride. Like I was strong and beautiful. Finally Maggie cracked and embraced me,

"Daddy really is watching over us." She said wiping a tear from her face. I nodded in agreement, thanking him in my head.

"We should all talk." Glenn stated, still unable to understand what exactly was going on.

I nod towards him too, then look towards Daryl. Our eyes lock, and I fight not to smile or blush as his gaze warms my face.

"Now." Glenn said.

"Right now? Its pretty early."

"The sooner we get to the bottom of this, the better. You could be- you could be the answer Beth."

"I agree, sooner than later." Daryl added.

I internally sighed, I just wanted to sleep honestly.

Glenn and Daryl left to go get the others, Maggie stayed with me. She hummed a song which I'm pretty sure was a church hymn, and played with my hair. I struggled to keep my eyes open.

...

Rick, Carl, Carol, and all of us originally here, were gathered in my room. When Carl saw that I was alive and well he hugged me so hard it hurt. Carol beamed, like I was her daughter and had made her proud. Rick entered his head hung low, and when he saw me, he embraced me for a long time. Only pulling back once to kiss my forehead.

"How?" He asked finally, as they all stared in wonder.

"I think I was bit, that night at the church house" I said looking towards Daryl as he recalled the memory.

"I don't think I ever actually hurt my arm, but anyways I woke up with an IV on my arm, some chemical I guess now, I must have been a test subject. I think they thinned my blood, I remember looking for a key and seeing a file for blood thinning. Obviously there's allot more to it but I think that's the basis."

"That's what creates the walkers, the blood thickness, causes the heart to stop." Carol interjected, pulling her flower printed sweater tightly around her.

I smiled at her, "it must have been laced with something else, and stayed in my blood, which us why I faught off the infection again."

"I don't think we can tell the people hear." Rick said forcefully. Part of me agreed it would be to dangerous, but at the same time I felt like I could help them.

"They might want to do tests, maybe even take all your blood." Carol said.

Daryl shifted to stand taller and let out a snort, narrowing his eyes, as if to say don't even think about it.

"This could be a cure." I whispered, looking at Maggie, reaching for her hand.

"Yeah a cure many people want, including the bad guys." Glenn said.

"I still want to run tests, Eugene maybe? Isn't he a scientists?" I want to help as many people as I can.

Maggie shook her head, but also said, "it could be worth a shot."

Rick looked at me, dead straight, "are you sure?" He asked.

I turn to look at Daryl, he only presses his lips together in stress. This man, is someone that I can save, I protect him, I can protect everyone.
Save the people who are alive.

I didn't want anyone else to be fed to the dead.

"Yes I'm sure."