The Apocalypse Witch || Daryl Dixon

new home

Waking up the next morning to the blinding sun and scorching heat, the pack gathered around Shane and Rick who had spent the last hour or so whilst others were sleeping to make a plan for the prison. Despite the walkers being cleared from the outside, they were almost positive that they'd come across quite a few within the prison and were understandably hesitant to enter.

"Look, I know we're all exhausted but this was a great win. But we gotta push just a little bit more. Most of the walkers were dressed as guards or prisoners, looks like the place fell pretty early. This could mean the supplies may be intact. They have an infirmary, a commissary"

"An armoury?" Daryl questioned from his spot with Anastasia, his arms wrapped around her from behind with his chin resting on the top of her head.

"That would be outside the prison itself, but not too far away. The warden's offices would have info on the location. Weapons, food, medicine, this place could be a gold mine!" Ana giggled at her brother in all but blood excitement and she could see that despite being a little hesitant about staying in a prison, everyone was feeling a bit more hopeful at the thought of finding extra supplies. Even if they didn't necessarily need it with Ana's unlimited stock.

"We should have enough ammo thanks to Little Red, but we should go in there hand to hand. After all we've been through, we can handle it" Lori looked between her husband and lover, frowning deeply at their strong united leadership. She had expected the two to hate each other, maybe even attempt to kill one another to fight for their spot in her life but instead, neither one wanted anything to do with her except when it came to a baby she didn't know who had Fathered.

"Can't we wait a few days and enjoy it, we're exhausted" Lori huffed, folding her arms to rest on her swollen belly as she eyed the Prison with disgust and caution.

"You're having the baby in a few days, it's no time for a fucking picnic" Ana scoffed, rolling her eyes at the woman who had caused everyone so much stress and frustration the last few months. The woman was ready to pop any moment but all she could do was complain about the walking or the smell of walkers, which was somewhat understandable but they did not need to hear the same thing one after the other.

"No, but it's time to get the house in order" She looked pointedly at the two men who were completely done with her moodiness and superiority complex.

"What do you think we've been doing, Lori?"

"Your absolute best" It may have caught everyone off guard if they didn't see the hidden frustration in her eyes. It was clear as day to the pack that her not getting her way was beginning to anger her more than anything because she had spent so long being the woman who was sleeping with the leader, making her feel as though she was better than the others, especially the women.

"Don't patronize me!" Rick growled, his eyes narrowed dangerously at the pregnant woman who seemed shocked by his hostility towards her.

"I'm not! I'm just saying... the baby will be here in a few days and we need to talk about..." Rick and Shane exchanged a look, both knowing damn well that Lori did not want to talk about anything important but instead, was going to try to convince at least one of them to give her a second chance which she had been trying to do since they left the farm.

"About what?" Shane asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Things. We've been avoiding..." A scoff could be heard from the group and they all knew it was Ana who was watching the exchange with barely hidden amusement. She found Lori's attempts rather funny though it quickly turned to anger whenever she saw her two brothers grow uncomfortable or frustrated with the woman.

"Nothing is being avoided. If you want to talk, Hershel is there but we are busy Lori" Rick snapped before grabbing his gun and walking away, the others following suit rather quickly leaving Lori with angry tears in her eyes.