Destruction ||| Glenn Rhee (BEING REWRITTEN TO OC)

33 ~ Kid

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Girl, you're such a backstabber

You're such a backstabber

Oh girl, you're such a shit-talker

And everybody knows it

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Trigger Warning: Suicide mentions/attempted suicide

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The group drives silently back to the farm. Glenn is applying pressure to Rosanna's wound. She's lost a lot of blood and is paler than normal.

Upon arriving back at the farm, there's a group outside cluttered around talking tensely. Everyone takes a sigh of relief once their truck pulls up.

"Dad!" Carl screams as Rick gets out of the driver's seat and walks up to him.

Hershel gets out of the passenger seat with a mission. "Patricia prepare the bedroom for surgery. The barn too."

Glenn helps Rosanna out of the car.

"Oh my god. Rose!" Maggie says, walking to them quickly.

"What the hell happened back there?" Archer asks loudly.

"More importantly. Who the hell is that?" Andrea asks pointing inside the truck.

Rosanna gently lifts her head. "That's Randall."

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Glenn leads Rosanna to the bedroom where Daryl was in just a few days prior. He lays her down and sits in the chair next to her, holding her hand.

Archer is close behind. Even though she 'chose' Glenn, he still cares deeply for her.

Hershel comes in, with Patricia and Maggie close behind to help.

Hershel investigates her wound as she winces in pain. "The bullet fractured into a few bits. Looks like three." He pauses. "We've used the last bit of anesthetic. I'll have to remove them with you awake."

Rosanna groans. She wasn't here when Carl had his fragments removed but she knows that it's painful. She gives him a small nod. "Do it."

Hershel looks to Glenn and Archer. "You may want to step out."

Glenn shakes his head quickly and squeezes her hand. "I'm staying."

Archer nods in agreement. "Me too."

Hershel pulls out his tools and grabs hold of Rosanna's shoulder.

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A few hours later, Rosanna rests in bed after receiving some blood from Maggie who has the same type as her.

Hershel and Rick talk with the others outside.

"We couldn't just leave him behind. He would've bled out, if he lived that long." Rick tells them.

Shane cracks his neck. "What do we do with him?"

Hershel helped aid Randall after removing the fragments from Rosanna's shoulder. "I repaired his calf muscle as best I can, but he'll probably have nerve damage. Won't be on his feet for at least a week."

Rick nods. "When he is, we give him a canteen, take him out to the main road, send him on his way."

Andrea scratches her head. "Isn't that the same as leaving him for the walkers?"