Night Shift (oc x Daryl Dixon)

(9) Rush

Madeline and her sisters had all left Madeline's room. After having their well needed talk, all of them started to feel an ounce better about what was happening. Because one thing they had learned from that conversation was even with the world breaking right before their eyes. They all still had one thing that would never change, each other. And that was enough.

They talked about many of things, including Shane, Daryl, Glenn, Lori, Rick, honestly about everyone. Madeline knew that if she talked about it, she would feel better. But she still felt like she had hardly said what she wanted to say. For she couldn't say what she wanted to say. She couldn't tell them about Shane.

So to her the talk felt a little incomplete.

While Beth probably felt properly filled in.

Maggie probably felt heard and understood.

Madeline could only wish for Thoses feelings right now.

All threes girl had finally walked out, laughing as they did. "I just don't understand why you would think that-" Madeline's words became caught in her throat, once her eyes looked upon the land before them.

Seeing everyone standing, well a couple of them. The ones there seeming confused. Which made all the girls faces narrow. Most of them seemingly never came close to the house. Maybe out of respect or they just felt out of place.

"What's going on?" Madeline walked down the porch steps, reaching the grass before her fast. Everyone eyes landing on her now, as she questioned them.

Most of them shook their heads or rolled their eyes at her asking. She knew it would that what happened with the barn, made everyone think differently of her. She didn't like it, but she knew it did. She wouldn't say it was fair, but she also couldn't say it was unfair.

She knew everyone thought she should have told them. So they were able to protect themselves, which was a good point. She knew that. But nothing as happened, they are still safe. She was keeping her father's secret. Which was he was in mourning of the old world. That was a good enough point for Madeline.

On the flip side though, she had always been nice to them. She truly has not said one bad thing about any of them. Beside Shane, and slightly Daryl. But she felt like she can't count Daryl's because it was before she even got to fully talk to him.

Doesn't kindness still over rule secrets. Like when you don't like a gift you get at Christmas but some family member you don't fully know. You don't just openly say 'I don't like this.' Out of kindness you simply thank them, tell them you love it. It didn't feel like lying.

"We haven't seen Rick." T-dog answered, after a couple seconds of silence.

Maggie now stepped off the porch, standing beside her younger sister. Watching everyone as she did, "well where was he last?" Madeline nodded along her.

"He went off with Hershel. We were supposed to leave a couple hours ago." Andrea answered, of course she would rather answer Maggie than Madeline she thought.

Why would her father take Rick out? Did they go on a run? Her dad didn't go in runs. He stayed on the farm. Looking after everything, making sure everything was okay. Madeline shifted her stance, putting her hands on her waist. As she herself tried to connect the dots.

"Yeah you were. What the hell?" Another voice walked upon the scene. One that earlier didn't share such names words with her, Daryl.

Daryl's eyes looked from Andreas to Madelines. He noticed her distressed face, he knew she had to be thinking. Which made his skin crawl, he hated it. Even more when one of her hands went up to her lips. Picking at her dry skin on them. She was clearly so stressed.