chapter sixteen ; trust [ season five - episode eleven ]
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"GLENN AND I will go on a run later to try and find any houses nearby, praying the people that lived there had asthma once upon a time," Isabelle told Zayn as he approached his younger sister.
"She'll be okay, right?" Zayn's voice shook ever so slightly, his eyes glued onto Kloe's state. Her back was pressed up against the wall, her head flopped forward and exceedingly loud wheezes escaping her.
Her fingertips were beginning to turn a faint blue color, along with her lips. She looked freezing cold, especially from the random shivers her body decided to do. She was barely conscious at this point.
Isabelle glanced over her shoulder, setting her eyes on the Rhee woman. Glenn was beside her, his eyes staring down at her hand that was limply in his.
"We're gonna try to make her okay," she answered honestly, her own hope doubting vastly. Like they were before, they were nowhere near anywhere. Unless they bumped into a place with multiple inhalers and maybe an oxygen canister, they were going to lose her.
She pushed herself over the limit the night before — helping everyone keep the walkers behind the doors and not in. The thing with her was that when it came to her family, she would've done anything. Even if it killed her.
Her debilitated body jolted, making Glenn's heart skip a beat as her head lifted up. The doors to the barn creaked open, which startled Kloe considering what had happened a few hours prior.
The moment Glenn spotted Maggie's face peek through the crack of the door, he turned to Kloe and pressed a small kiss to the side of her forehead. "It's okay. It's only Maggie and Sasha," he comforted. However, he was wrong.
"Everyone..." Maggie started warily, pushing open the wooden door wider. The group's faces all fell simultaneously the moment they noticed there was a middle aged man behind her. "This is Aaron."
Glenn immediately left his wife's side and rose to his feet, clicking his gun and aiming it high — along with everybody else in the barn.
Rick stepped forward, Judith in one hand and his signature revolver in the other. He removed the safety as every other gun people had cocked. Isabelle didn't bother, nevertheless, and knelt down beside Kloe.
She pressed her ear against Kloe's chest, even though she didn't have to since she and everybody else in the barn could hear the wheeze in her airways — making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Daryl brushed past Maggie, Aaron and Sasha at a fast haste and scanned the area outside of the barn in case of others that Aaron had maybe brought along with him.
