Redneck Savior

Come With Us

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At day break, Sierra found herself sitting off to the side, away from the others, leaning against a tree while she still continue to shake from the ordeal that happened that night.

Michonne and Carl, the two others who were traveling with Rick that Sierra learned was from Daryl's old group, were inside the truck that Rick was leaning against.

He was still covered in blood and the sight wasn't helping to calm her nerves, it was honestly freaking her out and she didn't know what to expect with this man.

Sierra look up, the faint sound of a twig snapping catching her attention, as she spotted Daryl standing beside her.

"You alright," he asked quietly as he knelt down beside her but still keeping his distance. He knew she was spooked and he didn't want to give her any reason to think he and the others from the group were like Joe and his asshole followers.

Not saying a word, she simply looked up at him and nodded before her attention when back to where Rick sat.

Daryl looked behind him at where Rick was and sighed before moving to his feet once again and heading over.

He had a bottle of water in hand that he'd gotten to help clean Rick up some, knowing that blood would probably frighten Carl to some degree after last night's incident, it was already making Sierra uncomfortable.

Sitting his crossbow down in front of the car, Daryl pulled out his red rag he always carried with him and began to poor a small amount of water onto it.

"We should save that to drink," Rick said when he noticed what Daryl was doing. "You can't see yourself," Daryl said then motioned to the truck, "he can. And so can she." He motioned behind himself after mentioning a she so Rick knew who he was referring to.

Rick stared up at him before slowly taking the rag from Daryl and holding it in his hands as he stared at it.

"She alright," Rick asked as Daryl sat down beside him, "that girl?"

"Just a little shook up," Daryl said as he glanced to where the blonde was sitting and looking off into space in front of her, "saved her life from those dicks."

"She has asthma," Rick said after a moment of silence as he began wiping blood from his face, "I saw you hand her an inhaler."

"She does," Daryl said nodding as he looked back to Rick.

Daryl looked to Rick, watching as he cleaned the blood from his face before speaking again.

"I didn't know what they were," he said looking out in front of him.

"How'd you wind up with them," Rick asked after nodding. He glanced over towards the girl again as Daryl spoke.

"I was with Beth," he said, "we got out together. I was with her for a while, just the two of us."

The pain of letting her down was still fresh for Daryl as he stopped speaking and looked to the ground in front of him.

"Is she dead," Rick asked, sensing his friend's discomfort. "She's just gone," Daryl said as he looked back up to Rick.

Honestly, he didn't know if she was still alive with whoever took her that night.

"After that," Daryl said as he started talking again and finding himself looking over towards Sierra again, "that's when they found me. I mean, I knew they were bad people. One of them would've raped her that first morning we found her. But they had a code and it helped me keep her safe."