Miranda's pov
I open my eyes and I'm stuck in a tiny box. What the hell!? I bang on the top of it, screaming. Suddenly I feel hands on my arms. I open my eyes and am back in bed in the rv. "It's okay baby, just a nightmare. I've got you." He says, holding me tight. He leans back with me against his chest. "Just close your eyes." He says.
*the next day*
Daryl stands over Maggie's grave. I walk over. "Who could be so sick and twisted to do such a thing?" He growls, his hands fisted at his sides. This sucks. He deserved happiness. I point to Beth who's crying about Noah. He walks over and hugs her while she cries. Jason sets down his bow and walks over. "I can't shake the image out of my head." I mumble, staring at the grave. "Hey, don't think about that. It'll just make the nightmares worse." He says, his hands on my arms.
*later*
Jason's pov
I lay in the grass. I smile and glance back at Miranda. I smile. "I love you baby." I think about two girls Mika and Lizzie."Well girls, looks like you're free of this shit." I whisper closing my eyes. I hate the thought of kids growing up in the apocalypse. I glance over at Miranda. It makes me so mad at myself that I let this happen to her. She's talking to Michonne and laughing. I smile and walk over. "Hey babe, what's so funny?" "Oh nothin', just a joke." She says, waving her hand. I grab it. "You doin' okay?" She nods. "I'm sorry if I scared you." "No need to be sorry baby girl." I say, kissing her and dropping my hand to her stomach which is now slightly larger.
*later*
A girl walks into camp. "Whoa, hold up who are you?" I ask, pointing my gun at her. "My name is Marie. You look like you could use a nice home cooked meal. Why don't ya come on down to Terminus for some rest." She says, my hands freeze. "No fucking way. Terminus is a death trap." "JASON!!" I spin around. "Babe?!" I run back to the center of camp. A bunch of people holding walkers on chains surround them!! "Nope don't move." Marie says behind me. We have to go with them. "And just to make myself clear." The ringleader says, lettin go of his chain! "No!" I cry. I'm not fast enough to stop it as it bites into Beth! Damn. The guy shoots the walker and Beth. I realize the guy in charge is the same guy that attacked us in the woods. The one saying claimed. I fight back the anger as he grabs her arm. "Now this is more like it." He whispers. I see her tense up. But there's nothing I can do with all of these walkers!
*later*
I'm thrown into a room with like 4 guys. One keeps me against the wall by pointing a gun at me. "Where's Miranda?!" I growl. The main guy laughs. "I'm glad you asked." He says, snapping his fingers. I hear a muffled squeal. Fuck! She's dragged out, handcuffed and gagged. My rage is boiling over. I just might have to let my dark side take over. It only gets worse when she's pushed onto the dirty mattress lying on the floor. "No! Get away from her!!" I shout. He just smiles at me then turns to her. She tries to scream but the gag muffles it. They handcuff her wrists to a couple pipes in the wall. "Damn you!!!! Get the hell away from her!!" I yell, fisting my hands. But he doesn't listen as he leans over her shaking body and grabs her jeans. No! I grab the guy with the gun and snap his arm over my leg. He shouts in pain as the rest of them attack me.
Miranda's pov
He screams in rage and busts two guy's heads together. Another guy slashes at him with a knife but he grabs his wrist and snaps it back, stealing the knife and plunging it into his neck. The guy that was about to rape me backs up to where he's almost against my leg. He spins around grabbing my pants again. "If you lay another fucking finger on her, you're gonna wish the walkers got to you first." He snarls, rage filling his eyes. I hear the click of a gun and Jason scissor kicks a guy behind him. The gun clatters to the ground. "You guys fucked with the wrong cowboy." He growls, grabbing the guy's neck. He throws him back, slamming him into the wall.
Jason's pov
I'm probably going too far but this was too close to my baby getting hurt. I grab the knife off the other dead guy. "You're gonna wish you died in the damn woods motherfucker." I growl, stabbing him with the knife in the head. It clatters to the ground. I wipe the blood off on my jeans and run over to her unclasping the handcuffs. She hugs me tight. "That was too close." She whispers. "I know baby." I whisper, rubbing her back. "Thank God you're here, Jason." She says. Kissing me. I hold her in my arms, her arms around my neck. The door reopens with Daryl standing there, his jaw dropped. "What hap-" "No one touches my girl and gets away with it." I say instantly. "God, I love you baby!" She gasps, hugging my neck again. I'm glad she's not freaked out about my dark side. We are walking out when Daryl asks again. "They tried to fucking rape her and they were gonna force me to watch. Bad for them but I completely tore them up." I whisper, not wanting her to hear me. She stops walking. "Wha-" "look!" She cries, pointing. It's Carol and everyone else! I grab her shoulder as she takes off running and just as I pull her back a bullet shoots through the hallway. "What do we do?" She whimpers, clinging to me. "There's nothing we can do. They're all dead." Daryl says, lowering his gaze to the floor. He's right. They're throats have been slashed open and body parts are missing like arms and legs. It's taking all my strength not to throw up. I pull her along and we find Michonne and run out the door. As soon as I get back to camp, I throw up everything. Daryl pats my back. "Today we learned something." He says. "And what's that?" I ask, wiping my mouth and guzzling a bottle of water to get the taste out of my mouth. "There's a fate worse than death. And they're are people out there worse than the dead that walk the earth." He whispers, staring at the sky. I stare at him shocked. He closes his eyes and sighs. Then he walks back to the center of camp while I stand there dumbfounded with this new bit of horrifying realism. It feels like I just got punched in the gut. I double over and throw up again.
