Runaway Home - The Walking Dead, Fan-fiction (soon to be 3rd & final edit!)

Chapter 12: Thy Lord & Saviour / Lucille..?

A few days have now passed and Amber has been moved back into the infirmary.

"your healing faster then I was expecting, how do ya feel?" Denise said shinning her touch in Ambers eyes

"I feel fine."

"...I doubt that. you still need to stay put, your not out of the woods yet."

Rick enters the Infermary where Amber was sat up in bed. "hey I wanted to ask you some more about Negan..."

"Okay.."

"I'll be outside" said Denise walking out the door closing it softly behind her

"first I wanted to appologies... I asked Daryl not to go after you."

"Why, why tell me this...?"

"You desever to know the truth. It's not that I don't care, your apart of this group now you belong here..."

"...so what, you thought I was dead? or that he'd die tryin ta find me..?"

"honestly, both.. I thought both." Rick frown at himself as Amber stared frustrated at him.

Amber sighed way any tension building in her head "Forget about it, it's done now. We all do what we thinks for the best..." They then spent the next several minuets talking about Negan, the Saviours, The Sanctuary, & Dwight "...Dwights a good man, when he gives you his word its cause he means it. But Negan, You need to be carefull......I should be there when you take him down." Amber said finaly.

"no, it's too dangerous you can barely walk..." he said looking at her.

"I need to be there, I can still fight! You still don't get who you're dealing with, Negan is a fully fuctioning sociophath! He's unpredictable, but I know how his mind works..!" Amber continued raising her voice. She paused before saying calmly "..you'll need me there.." grabbing her side as she flipped the covers off Amber stood up gritting her teeth.

"Amber, sit down..."

"No!" She grabbed her blads and headed outside.

"Amber...?" Rick feeling Ambers glare in the back of his head stayed in his seat.

"What are you doing..?" Denise said walking over to the door as she exited. "you need to rest..."

"I've rested Enough, Can't stand Lying there anymore..! Don't worry I'm not gunna brake a stich!" she stumbled over to the nearest tree cutting down a small branch before sitting on the steps. Carving herself a new bow she heard a husky voice speak to her.

"Hey, I thought you where suppose to be in bed" looking up to see Daryl standing in front of her.

"Not you too..." she sighed still fuming, as she returnded to carving.

Dixon stood there for a minuet watching her. "you want some help with tha..?"

"No.!" her blade slipped as he sat next to her, cutting into her hand "Shit... Arh, god da...!"

"lemme see." Daryl held out his hand, she ignored him annoyed that she wasn't paying attention. "come on.." Daryl sighed take her hand. "It's k, not gunna need stitches.." she looked at him wrapping his red torny round her hand "why do you have to be so stubbern..?"

"bad habbit.." smile flickerd at her lips.

"come on, I've got somein to show ya..." he said getting to his feet offering her a hand.

"What is it..?" Amber's questioning eye's norrowed at him

"You'll see." Amber hasitantly took his hand and got to her feet, following him back to his.