Wake the Dead

chapter 16

I was laying in a room on the ground all alone. It was dark and dead silent. I looked around and noticed my stomach was huge, like I was 9 months pregnant. All that I heard was a dark voice in the distance whispering. I wonder if it was a boy or a girl. The voice echoed and bounced all over the room and I tried to sit up, but a shooting pain in my stomach made me fall back down. The pain didn't stop though, and then it got worse and worse. It felt so real. Something was clawing at the inside of my stomach, the baby. It must have just turned, it's probably starving. I heard that creepy voice whisper in the distance. I tried screaming, but nothing came out and all of the sudden a hand had broken free from my stomach.

I shot up screaming bloody murder. I suddenly felt dizzy and everything was spinning, I was dreaming. I heard people talk in the distance. "FI!" It sounded like Syd's voice, but I was to dizzy to even see anything. "Is she awake?!" I heard a familiar raspy, southern voice say. Daryl? I tried to get to the voice, but ended up falling back out of dizziness and everything went black again. 

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I felt a cold hand on my head that caused me to slowly blink open my eyes. The light was really bright at first, but then when I got used to it I saw Hershel standing above me. "Good to see you're up. How are you feeling?" He asked me when I processed where I was... In the same room Carl had been.

My body didn't feel numb anymore, but my mind did. "Uh- hurts a little, just throbbin I guess." 

Hershel nodded "That cut on your stomach had to be stitched up, but the one on your leg was just cleaned and bandaged." He sat down at the edge of the bed and looked over at me. "Did you know you were pregnant?" 

I had a hard time getting the words out, but I managed. "Y-yes." Was the baby still alive? I knew this wasn't a world for children anymore and I never even imagined being a mother, but I wanted my baby to be okay. 

He stood back up. "I'm very sorry." Those three words were enough to answer my question. I felt my body start to shake, that man had killed my baby.. 

"The cut was just deep enough to kill the fetus. I opened the wound up a little and cleaned everything up for you, so now you just need to heal."

He called it a fetus. Baby sounded too terrible, but it was just a little baby. I needed air, I needed to breathe. "Can I walk around? I feel okay."

He sighed. "I would probably tell you that you should stay on bed rest for at least the day, but you don't look like you are going to do that, are you?"

I shook my head no and Hershel gave me a weak smile, "Just take it easy." And with that he walked out the door.

I looked down and saw that I was wearing one of Daryl's sleeveless shirts, but my pants had to be cut off to access the wound on my leg. I sighed and then noticed a pile of clothes and a glass of water on the bed side table. 

I slowly sat up, not wanting to become dizzy again, and grabbed a pair of shorts on the table and slid them on. I then heard the door creak open. I looked up and was greeted with a weak looking smile from Rick. He shut the door behind him and came and sat in a chair across from me. "How are you feeling, Fiona?" 

"Numb." Was all I said as I reached over slowly and grabbed the glass of water, drinking it all. I was numb physically and mentally. "What happened earlier?" I asked him becuase I was confused how I got here or what was going on when I woke up before.

"We were all just sitting by the RV when we heard Daryl's motorcycle and him yelling. I saw him run towards us holding you all covered in blood. Your blood." He paused. "Daryl put you in here and Hershel cleaned and fixed you up. Daryl and Syd stayed in here for a while, but Daryl was just driving himself crazy so he went hunting and Syd eventually fell asleep so we moved her to your tent." He looked right into my eyes. "What the hell happened out there?"