09: Memories

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Phoenix's POV

"They're burying Sophia." I tell Carol as Lori, Daryl, and I try to get her out of the RV.

"That's not Sophia. Sophia died a long time ago." Carol says and I sigh as I leave, Daryl following me.

"She's hurting, I get that, but it's her own daughter's funeral." I say and he nods as he hugs me.

We go to the funeral for Mom, Shawn, and Sophia. We disperse into our own sections I guess, me opting to stay with Dad and my family while Daryl hunts.

As Maggie and Glenn are talking in the dining room, I'm helping Beth put away dishes from the night before and this morning when suddenly Beth collapses.

"Beth! Beth sweetie can you hear me?" I ask her and Maggie has Glenn get her upstairs.

"She's in some kind of catatonic shock." Patricia says and I feel tears bubbling to the surface as I can't lose my baby sister.

Maggie is also there and smiles as she sees how I'm watching over Beth.

"I was the same way when you had your first seizure. I was 5 when you had your first seizure and while you were in the hospital I begged you to wake up. Just like you're doing with Beth." Maggie says and I smile.

"I just wish she'd come to." I say and she nods as Patricia sets up an IV.

"It will keep her hydrated. It's all I can do without Hershel." She says and I nod as I leave the room.

"There a bar in town?" Daryl asks and I nod.

"Yeah, Hatlin's. Dad spent his drinking days there before Maggie was born. Why?" I ask and he sighs.

"Rick and Shane think he took off to drink. Found a flask in his room. I'll let Rick know." He says as he kisses my cheek before leaving.

Soon Rick and Glenn go after Dad and I go to Beth's room.

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