RE-WRITING! Guardian Angel. (A Walking Dead/Daryl Dixon Fan Fiction)

Chapter 42.

Daryl's Point of View.

"Rick!" I called, crouching in front of Rick. I waved my hand in front of his dazed face. "Rick, you with me? Rick?" I called, before standing up. I looked down at the ground as i walked over to the rest of the group. It was a small group now, with out, T, Carol and Lori. And Piper. I forced back tears as Hershel began to inspect the baby. "What are we gonna feed it? We got anything a baby can eat?" I asked him.

"The good news is she looks healthy. But she needs formula. And soon, or she won't survive." Hershel explained.

"Nope, no way. Not her. We ain't losing nobody else, I'm going for a run." I said, pulling on my crossbow.

"I'll back you up." Maggie stated.

"I'll go too." Glenn added.

"Okay, think where we're going. Beth." I called, pulling Bath off to the side. "Kid just lost his mom, his dad ain't doing so hot." I started.

"I'll look out for him." Beth said.

"You two get the fence, if too many pile up, we got ourselves a problem. Glenn, Maggie, vámonos." I called before Rick jumped too his feet, he grabbed the axe from the floor before heading back inside the prison.

"Rick!" Maggie called as he walked inside.

"Get the gate. Come on, we're gonna lose the light." I yelled, running over to the cars.

"There's a Piggly Wiggly on 85." Glenn called, as he and Maggie followed.

"No, the baby section's been cleared. Lori asked me to keep an eye out. I haven't had much luck." Maggie explained.

"Is there any place that hasn't been completely looted?" I snapped.

"We saw signs for a shopping center just north of here." Glenn said.

"Yeah, but there's too much debris on the road, the car will never get through there." Maggie denied.

"I can take one of you." I said, referring to my bike.

"I'll go." Maggie said. I nodded before heading over to my bike. I pulled on my poncho before climbing on the bike and starting the engine. Maggie climbed on behind, wrapping her arms around my waist. I felt weird having another person on the back of my bike. I looked down before pulling off, speeding down the road.

Glenn's Point of View.

Once Daryl and Maggie left, I went straight to digging the graves. For Lori, and T, and for Carol and Pipe, if we find the bodies. I looked down, holding back the tears. I can't believe she's not here. Piper. She was with T, and when we found him, then Piper's knife, I felt like a huge part of me was torn away. Although we didn't find a body, there wasn't any sign of her being alive either. I sighed and pushed my hair back before continuing to dig. The two prisoners approached me, looking down on me. I stopped what I was doing and climbed out of the hole.

"How's the perimeter look?" I asked the two.

"We got the walkers spread out. Need help?" Axel asked. I looked up at him before turning away. "Your friends, they-- they were good folks." He then said. I looked back at him with a slight glare.

"They were family." I snapped. Axel nodded and looked down with a sad look on his face.

"I think I had one friend like that my whole life. You got a whole group. Sorry you lost 'em." Oscar said, I sent him a slight nod before looking down. I looked back up, seeing Hershel approaching the fence.

"I need two more." I said, handing my shovel to Axel and walking over to the fence. "Rick?" I asked Hershel.

"Still inside." He replied.