Lucky for Diana, her camp was left untouched by the walkers, mostly because there was nothing of interest there for them. Nothing living. Though her tent has been knocked down, likely a walker tripping on the rope. She sighs and moves to the downed tent to put it back up again as the sun begins to rise in the distance. It has been an eventful 24 hours. But at least Diana feels useful now. Even if she didn't really do much in the city. She did something that wasn't just gathering or cleaning. She wasn't relegated to 'woman'.
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Diana carries her bag with her as she heads back to the main camp where people are moving around, clearing up from the attack. Andrea is still keeping vigil over Amy who was one of a few casualties from the attack. Crying over her body. That is going to be a death that hurts. Amy was a brilliantly compassionate young woman. A warm young woman. She didn't deserve this. Well, none of them deserve this life. Except maybe Ed. Ed might have deserved this. And if one good thing came out of this attack it is that Carol and Sophia are free of his control and abuse. Diana lets out a breath and watches Andrea for a moment before she decides to do something. To not let her go through that on her own because no one else is approaching her or comforting her. Diana heads towards Andrea who lifts her head to watch her, gauging why she is approaching her and instantly sees it as a threat, because everyone else that has approached her tried to talk her into 'dealing' with Amy. Andrea points her gun towards Diana who immediately holds up her hands.
"I'm just gonna sit with you for a minute, that okay?" Diana asks and Andrea's jaw trembles but she nods. Allowing it. Andrea lowers the gun and lets Diana sit across from her, resting her bag against her side. "I have some wipes," Diana offers as she pulls a packet of wet wipes from her bag. Wet wipes always come in handy for blood. "Thought we could clean her up a little" Diana then motions to Andrea's hands which are covered in Amy's blood. "You too" Diana holds out her hand towards Andrea who sniffles and then sets her hand, the one not clasping to her gun, into Diana's. Diana pulls a wipe from the packet and gently clears the blood from Andrea's hand and arm as she stares down at Amy's face. Tears flowing down her cheeks. It takes some scrubbing for some of the blood, Andrea has been sitting here a while with her sister and the sun has been beating down on them drying the blood on her skin. But Diana does get the majority of the blood from her. From this hand, and the next when Andrea switches her gun around.
"Thank you" Andrea whispers softly as Diana turns Andrea's face towards her so she can get started on cleaning her face and neck.
"Sometimes..." Diana tells her. "All that is needed is someone to sit at your side or clean up a mess, even when everything else is shit" She offers and gives her a sad smile. Andrea nods in agreement and closes her eyes as Diana cleans her up. It's a nice touch even if it isn't a big thing. It's just someone being nice enough to clean her up. One less thing for her to worry about whilst she grieves her sister's passing. No one else is doing something to help. She and Diana haven't talked much since they met, Diana has kept mostly to herself with only Glenn seemingly getting close enough to her, but Diana has proven to have a quiet kindness about her. Andrea knows that Amy was fond of her. And right now, she is seeing why. Diana finishes with Andrea's face and sets aside the dirty wipe to pull out another one. "Do you want me to...?" Diana asks, motioning with the fresh wipe towards Amy's face. "Or do you...?" Andrea sniffles and takes the wipe from her and leans in closer to clean Amy's face. Diana leans back to let her.
"Her hands" Andrea offers for Diana. "Can you..? Please?" Diana hums and nods, taking another wipe from the packet before she gently lifts Amy's hand into her lap to clean. If this is the least she can do to help Andrea. To make her feel a little better about all of this, then she'll do it. It is not her place to tell her how to deal with her own grief. Diana knows how gut punching it is to lose a family member. She still remembers how it felt when she was told about the house fire, to this day and every day that will come she will remember how it felt to be told that the majority of her family had died. She knows how crippling it can be. And the situation right now, that she knows they are all thinking about, is that Amy is going to turn. But that gun in Andrea's hand, is not just to ward off pushy people. Diana can see that Andrea is willing to do what she has to when the time comes. And whatever time she has before that, she'll spend it with Amy as she is.
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(1) Wolf in Me (D. Dixon)
FanfictionWhat was meant to be a simple search for her father, turned into a walking-dead nightmare for Diana Hale. Isolated from her pack and stuck living with a group of human survivors, she struggles to conceal her werewolf nature from those around her. Te...