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Pain. Pain and agony were the only thing Stella felt when she woke up. The sudden bright light forced her eyes shut and as she tried to move it caused a stabbing pain to shoot through her whole body. She let out a groan as her eyes prickled with tears.
She lifted her shirt, revealing the bandage that covered the side of her stomach. She looked around in confusion as she didn't see anyone else. She was in a house, lying on a blood-stained mattress with towels around her.
Panic crept up her spine as the memories slowly appeared in her mind. The governor, his attack on the prison, Hershel, the gunshot. The last thing that she remembered was seeing Levi hunched over her before her sight darkened.
"Thank God." Michonne's voice was heard behind her. The woman kneeled down next to her placing a gentle hand on her leg."You're awake. How are you feeling?"
Stella shook her head as she tried to take it all in. "Where are we? What happened?" She asked, her voice sounded weak from not using it in days.
"You're okay. I found you at the prison, brought you here. How's your wound?" Michonne began to examine her leg and stomach.
"Where are the others?" Stella asked, not caring about her injuries.
Michonne drew a sharp breath. "I'm not sure. You're the only one I could find."
Stella flinched as the woman lifted the bandage to make sure her wound wasn't infected. "You didn't see anyone else?"
"I don't know. A lot was happening. I saw some people get on the bus." Michonne said sounding unsure.
"Did Dad get on? Carl and Judith?" Stella rambled names making the woman shrug.
"Listen, I told you I don't know. All that matters is that you're okay and hopefully not infected."
Stella forced Michonne to tell her everything that had gone down at the prison. Apparently, she had found Stella behind some bushes and got her away from there before she got shot at by the tank. She had saved her life to which Atella was forever grateful for but she couldn't help but wonder why it wasn't Levi. Levi had been with her when she got shot and was probably the one who hid her in the bushes so why wasn't he the one getting her out of there. He wouldn't just leave her like that. But if he didn't, then Stella could only think of one other reason for why he wasn't here. One that she couldn't let herself belive.
Michonne had done her best to treat her and it seemed to have worked so hard since she hadn't got infected yet. Stella had been out for two days while the woman had searched the area for any survivors. The only lead she had so far was some footprints in the ground a few yards away but she hadn't yet gotten the chance to follow them. Stella was determined to follow the lead but Michonne insisted that they would wait until the morning to give the girl a chance to heal up.
