VILLAINESS [TWD]

➴6

Ellie attempted to interrogate Glenn more. But, the tea that Hershel made was helping and he was busy enough to not be vulnerable to her questions.

Glenn, Sasha, and Hershel took care of the bodies and medication rounds. Ellie wanted to ask Hershel just how useful a cup of tea would be when her head felt like it was going to explode- but it did. It cleared up her nose and lessened the gagging fits she had. Plus, it made her sleepy and she slept through most of the day and night.

When things got scary, Hershel put Ellie in a cell with Lizzie.

"You know they're all gonna die, right?" Lizzie asked her.

Ellie sets her finger on the cell bar.

"Daryl and the others won't be back in time. Plus, your dad is old. He can't fight."

"Yeah? Well, your dad is dead," Ellie scowls.

Lizzie's eyes harden.

"Your's will be soon. It's just a matter of time."

Ellie taps her foot nervously. Was Hershel really about to die? Where was Glenn? Why wasn't he helping?

"You can't open that," Lizzie says as Ellie begins to shove the door.

"Shut up," Ellie pushes the older girl, "You don't tell me what to do."

"Carol said we-"

"Carol said we have to be brave. Not hide," Ellie slams the door shut again, leaving Lizzie inside, "I'm not hiding anymore."

She turns, hearing the distant sounds of gunfire.

"Glenn? Glenn!" Ellie calls, walking across the walkway in search of the man.

She hears distant coughing, a light on the floor as a shadow danced on the wall outside of a cell.

"Glenn?" she asks, jogging to the cell.

She gasps, seeing Glenn on his back, choking and gagging. There were blood streaks on his cheeks and his eyes were rolling back in his head.

"Daddy!" she screams, searching for Hershel.

"Ellie?" Maggie's voice distantly calls.

"Maggie! It's Glenn!" she waves her arms wildly, "He's.. He's.."

Maggie runs up the stairs and Ellie leads her to where Glenn was.

"He's turning blue!" Maggie shouts.

"Is he turning?" Ellie asks.

"Clear his airway! I'm on the way!" Hershel calls back.

Maggie tries to do as Hershel said, but Glenn was choking too much.

"Ellie.. Ellie I need your help," Maggie waves her closer, "I know.. I know it's a lot and I know it's gross. But, please, help get the icky out of his throat?"

"How?"

"You have to stick your hand in and-"

Maggie was surprised as Ellie rolls up her sleeve, digging her fingers into Glenn's throat. Her hands were smaller than Maggie's so she was able to clear out the infection easier. 

"Just like that, Ellie. Good job," Maggie praises.

Ellie's eyes were determined.

If Glenn dies, she couldn't get her answers. It was gross, just as Maggie said. She hated the feeling of squelching infection on her fingers- getting under her nails. But, she sets it aside. Glenn finally vomits up a big clump just as Hershel rounds the corner with an air bag.