Wake the Dead

chapter 13

" I won't do it. We can't just leave. What if she comes back and where not here? What could happen?" Carol said with desperation in her voice.

"Okay, we gotta plan for this.   I say tomorrow morning is a good enough time to pull up stakes, give us a chance to rig a big sign, leave her some supplies. I'll hold here tonight, stay with the RV." Daryl said softly. I couldn't help, but stare at him. His hair was sticking out in multiple directions, and was matted to his face with dirt and sweat. His neck and upper chest were brown from dirt, but his face was lighter, and tan. He could be completely covered in mud head to toe and he still wouldn't look bad. 

Daryl also had a soft spot for the Sophia situation, he wants to find that girl and wont give up til he does. He was starting to become his own person with out Merle here. 

"If the RV is staying, I am too." Dale said.

"I'm in." Andrea said, putting her hands in the air.

Carol thanked them all and Glenn tried to say he was staying, but got cut off by Dale. "Not you, Glenn. Take Carol's Cherokee."

"What? Why is it always me?" Glenn whined a little, getting tired of doing errands for these people.

"Syd and I will go with ya." I told him. I felt Daryl look at me when I said that, but I didn't feel like sleeping in that RV again, my back was still sore. Plus, I wanted to see how Rick was doing.

"We need to find this farm and reconnect with our people, but most importantly; you need to get T-Dog there, he has a very serious blood infection. He needs some antibiotics, and soon, because if not... T-Dog will die, no joke." 

I saw Daryl look back at his bike and then walk over, coming back with a bag of drugs and a rag. He threw the rag at Dale, "keep ya oily rags off my brothers motorcycle.  Why'd ya wait til now to say anything? I got my brothers stash." He started naming off the drugs as he looked through them. "Oxyacetylene, not the generic stuff either, that's first class, Merle got the clap on occasions."  Daryl threw the container to Dale along with some kick ass pain killers and put the bag back.

Of course Merle got the clap.

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"Aye, Fi." Daryl said running up to me as I threw my bag in the car.

I turned around and saw him handing me my gun that I had to give up earlier. "Take this with'cha." 

I took it from him and put it in the back waistband of my shorts and hopped in the car, "see ya tomorrow." I said, receiving a nod from Daryl as we drove off.

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It was dark by the time we got there, but the lights from inside the house lit up the porch a little.

"So, do we ring the bell? It looks like people live here?" Glenn asked. It was a good question actually.

"We're past this stuff aren't we? Havin to be considerate." T-dog responded.

We all started to walk up the porch, not noticing the girl from earlier on the horse, sitting in the chair. "Did you close the gate up the road when you drove in?"

"Uh- hi. Yes, we closed it, with the uh latch and everything." Glenn said awkwardly. The girl sat forward in the chair, allowing us to see her better. "Um, nice to see you again. We uh- met before, briefly."

"We came to help." T-Dog interrupted Glenn's awkward babbling. "Is there anything we can do?" 

The girl looked down and saw his bandaged arm. "It's not a bite. But, I cut my self pretty bad though." T-dog informed.