𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲; 𝐭𝐰𝐝

𝟏𝟕

Narrative

He didn't know why he was seeing her. His brother, wasn't much of a surprise. But when she appeared next to him, calling the older dixon out on his bullshit, he was surprised.

The whole way back to the farm he was thinking and wondering. Why was she popping up more and more in his mind, and why was he seeing himself trying to get closer to her?

It was small movements, like standing next to her. Looking at her through out the day, he even set his tent up close to hers.

"You're almost there, you can do it." He was leaned up against the tree, trying to catch his breath when she appeared once more. "C'mon Daryl, you can do it."

"Fuck off!" He yelled to her. He looked around seeing her gone. He shook his head and continued his way back to the farm.

He let out a breath of relief as he entered the grassy field. Sofia's doll was in his back pocket, and his hand was applying pressure to the wound on his side.

He squinted his eyes as multiple figures came running up to him. Rick pointing his gun at his head.

"That's the third time you pointed that thing at me. You gonna pull the trigger or what?" His voice was scratchy, and his throat hurt. Rick sighed in relief and put the gun to his side. Just then a gunshot rang through the air. Daryl fell to the ground in pain.

"No! No!" He told Andrea not to shoot. He and Shane rushed to him and picking him up.

"I was kidding." He groaned, then he passed out.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Is he dead?" Andrea ran down the pasture to the group.

"Just grazed him." Rick grunted.

"Man what the hell happened, he's wearing ears!" Glenn pointed. Rick reached up and ripped them from his neck and threw them to the side.

"That stays between us." He orders and continues to drag the heavy man up to the house.

"Isn't this Sofia's." Everyone stops to see the doll in t-dogs hand.

"Come on guys, we gotta get him up to the house." Rick and Shane continued to drag him up to the house.

"What happened!" Hershel came from the door, he has heard the gunshot but was waiting to see what happened.

"He's been grazed, looks like he's got a nasty wound on his side." Rick said, laying him on the bed.

"I'll take a look at him." Hershel shoed them out, which they did. Aurora, who had been taking a small walk, was now back and confused at what was going on.

"I didn't mean to, I really didn't." Andrea cried, Dale held onto her shoulders, trying to calm her down.

"What's going on?" She noticed how everyone looked panicked.

"Andrea," Glenn began "she thought Daryl was a walker. She was just trying to help. She shot him, but it was only a gaze." She gasped and stared to make her way into the house.

"Rick!" She called out and watched as he appeared from a different room with a worried look on his face.

"Is he ok?"

"Hershel's patching him up right now." She ran her hand through her hair, it being a little greasy. She hadn't showered since the night carl had been shot, which was a little over a week ago now.

"Ok, ok." She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. She didn't know why this was getting her so stressed out, but it was.

"Calm down rory." Rick pulled his sister into his arms and rocked her from side to side. They stayed like that until Hershel was done.

"He's fine, just needs to rest for a bit." Rory pushed past him and went straight into the room, the same room Carl was in. She sat in the chair next to the bed, he was out.

Hershel had given him some anesthesia, to make sure he didn't wake up in the middle of him sewing his wounds up. She noticed a white bandage wrapped around his waist. She also noticed the scars that littered his torso.

"You gonna keep him company?" She looked up to rick. She nodded. He left the two alone, not thinking of anything.

She sighed and played with the hem of her shirt. She sat there all day, the sun had began to set. Lori and Carol asked if she wanted to help cook super, but she declined.

"Rory?" She looked up to see daryl staring at her with confused eyes.

"Daryl, hey, you ok?" She looked down back at the bandage on his side. He realized that his scars were showing and thought that's what she was looking at. He quickly covered himself, that made her a little confused but she didn't push it.

"Your side." she said, she did want to ask questions but she didn't want to ruin anything.

"Fell down a ravine, went right through me." He said. She bit her lip a little bit and nodded.

"Your head feel ok." She watched as he reached up to his head.

"Hurts a little, be fine." He was trying to gain the courage to ask her his question, not wanting to hurt her feelings and make her sad.

He mentally scolded himself for thinking what he was thinking.

"Why're you in here?" Now she was mentally panicking. She didn't think that far ahead.

"T-they asked me to stay in here with you, till you woke up. I can, I can leave if you want?"

"It's ok. You can stay." He rolled onto his good side, looking at her better. Just then the door opened and in walked Carol. He rushed to pull the blanket up over his back.

"I just came to bring you guys some food." She handed Rory a plate before handing Daryl his.

"Take it easy, both of you." She told the two of them before walking out. It was steak and potatoes with green beans.

"God, it's been so long since I've had steak." Rory stabbed into a precut piece, guessing Rick or Lori cut it for her.

"It's really good. You should eat." She pointed at him, noticing that he wasn't eat. He shifted himself and sat up a little. resting the plate on his lap. He did as she said and ate the food. It was really good, he had to admit that.

"Where'd you find sofias doll?"

"By the creek."

"That cuts our grid in half, that's good. we're one step closer to finding her." Now both of them being done, she took his plate and placed it under hers, setting her forks on top. She looked out the window and noticed that it was nearly pitch black out now.

"You should go to be now, probably been here all day. I'll be here in the morning." She looked between the window and him before nodding.

"Goodnight Daryl, I'll see you tomorrow." She picked up the plates and made her way to the door.

"Goodnight Rory." She washed the plates, putting them in the strainer before making her way out to her tent. She said goodnight to Rick, Lori and Carl before heading to bed.

they're getting closer together, closer