Angel (Daryl Dixion x Reader)

~52~

After your husband made you come back into the church, your brothers made you spill. Sasha just about came across the room at you, but luckily Tyrese played buffer. Knowing personally how you can handle yourself. You, your brothers, your husband, Tyrese, and Sasha all split up in pairs and searched the woods for Bob. Even though in your gut, you knew where he was. So, extremely cautiously, you and your husband stalked through the woods towards what looked like an abandoned school. You didn't leave the tree line, and you didn't see anyone strangely enough. There was nothing there but a dying fire, and a human leg, half eaten and left to burn on the metal cage set above the fire. You silently signaled Daryl for you and him to head back. Once you get back close to the church, you both break off into a run when you hear whistling. You couldn't see them, but you could smell them. They were all around and there on the ground as your family busts out of the church, was Bob, laying on back. "Get inside!" You yell as you and your husband run towards them. As soon as you two make it to your group who hauls Bob up, gun shots ring out. Not aiming for you, just near all of you. To scare you all, just like they did at Terminus. You whirl at the bottom of the steps and fire at where you think one of the shots came from. You hear a body thud to the ground within the trees, and glance towards Shane and Rick. "Get inside!" You yell at your brothers who were also trying to give cover fire. They heed you, whirling and taking off up the stairs as you step up them backwards. Keeping your eyes on the tree line. Unsure if you dropped a walker or a Terminus cannibal.

As soon as you're in you step behind the one closed door and slam the open one shut. Bob groans as they lay him down if front of the alter and all of you quickly gather around him. "I was in the grave yard.. somebody knocked me out. I woke up outside this place.. it looked like a school..." Bob says raggedly, and your eye tear from him to glance up at Daryl. Your husband glances at you for a second, now knowing you had been on the right trail, but too late before his eyes snap back down to Bob along with yours. His next words making your blood boil, "It was that guy... Gareth. And five other ones..." Bob spits obviously pissed off about it as well, but so over come with pain he was trembling from it. "They were eating my leg right in front of me. Just like it was nothin'.. All proud like they had it all figured out.." Bob adds with a wavering voice either from fear or pure pain because of his leg. Probably both you imagined. Rick leans forward, the rage rippling from him, "Did they say anything else?" He asks in a calm voice, gentle almost, definitely not matching the look of murder in his eyes. Bob just shakes his head rapidly, no, as he leans up and groans from the pain. "Easy- Easy." Carol warns gently as she steadies his thigh, worried his stump right above his knee would bleed worse than it was beneath the already red soaked bandages. None of you were sure if it was stitched up and not just wrapped with the bloody wrapping around the wound. She knew enough about this kind of wound because of Hershel. All of you had learned from it.

Maggie grabs Bobs shoulder, holding him steady, ready to lay him back if she needed too. Sasha puts her hand to his back, eyes flying up towards you, then to Rosita. "He's in pain. Do we have anything?" She asks in a panic. You look down and Rosita shakes her head, unsure, "I think there are pill packets in the first aid kit?" She says softly from beside Eugene. Shasha nods rapidly, "Yeah-" she breathes. But Bob cuts her off, "Save em'." He groans. Sasha snaps her gaze back to him, "No!" She says with wavering disbelief at him. "Really!" He chokes out as he sits up, whimpering in pain and his left hand pulls down his shirt to reveal the chunk of flesh torn out of his right shoulder. They all stare in silence, grim silence until Bob speaks again. "It happened at the food bank.." he tells them with shaken sadness, mainly telling Sasha. Sasha shakes her head at her boyfriend in sadness, taking his hand, "It's okay.." she breaths as she kisses his hand. Bobs body weavers and he falls back against the floor weakly, making Sasha lean over him with worry and fear. Daryl's hand brushes the side of yours, and you immediately take his hand, letting him grip yours tightly. The both of you knowing well what the two new love birds were fixing to go through. "There's a sofa- in my office." Gabriel says softly, breaking the silence. Sasha looks back at the priest, already so over come with broken hurt it made your thumb subconsciously stroke the side of your husbands hand. It was the same look he had on his face a few weeks ago, and it made your chest tight. "I know it isn't much, but..." Gabriel trails off as he stares down at them. "Thank you." Sasha gets out softly. Tyrese nods, "I got him." Tyrese says lowly as he stands. Everyone quickly gets up and moves back so he can lift and carry Bob to the sofa to wait for his end.