The Dixons And Me - The Walking Dead FanFiction

Chapter Forty Eight

Sam's POV

I groan in pain, I try opening my eyes but all I see is darkness. I've already had one knock to the head where I lost all my memories...Well the start of the end of the world memories, luckily I didn't lose my memory again, just felt a lot of pain.

I hear muffled talking, and so I groggily move my head and with little strength I have, I thrash my body around, but it's not easy when my arms and legs are tied.

I feel someone place their hand on me and they gently shush me.

"Ye alrigh'. Don't you worry little missy." A familar voice says.

It takes me a moment to realise who it is.

"Mer..Merle.." I manage to say.

I hear a chuckle and then I'm thrusted forward. I groan again and I hear the sound of car doors opening and then slamming shut.

I must be in a car.

My car door opens and I feel someone gently drag me out of the car and pick me up.

My eyes start to get heavy, I can't fall asleep. Not now. I don't know where I am. Or who I'm with, other than Merle.

What seems like forever I'm eventually gently layed on what feels like a bed and I'm untied and the blindfold is removed.

My eyes adjust to the light and when they finally do I slowly look around and take in my surroundings. I'm in a clean room, there's a table and chairs, a sofa and a bookshelf. I slowly tilt my head backwards and see a bathroom.

I look to the door and I smile.

"I remember you."

"I remember you too Sam." He replies with a slight chuckle.

I shake my head and slowly sit up.

"No...I remember you..It's good...I got a knock to the head and forgot everything...But I remember things, little things every so often." I say rubbing my arm.

Merle slowly walks over to me and I gasp. Where is hand used to be he has a full metal brace with a knife attatched to it. I look up to him and he has a small frown.

"Daryl still alive?" He asks sitting down on the edge of the bed.

I don't know...Yes? No? Maybe? I don't have a clue what happend...I hope he is.

"Last time I saw him, yeah. But...I don't know." I sigh.

Merle stands up and starts pacing around the room.

"HOW DO YE NOT KNOW, IF MA BABY BROTHA IS ALIVE OR NOT?!" He yells at me, causing me to flinch.

"I...I don't know...I..I had a dream a really strange one and then Daryl came and...We went for a walk, said he wanted to help me remember...I remembered you...Then he was gone..And then I somehow ended up near a lake when I got knocked out...By you I'm guessing." I mumble.

He sits back down and he sighs.

"We thought you were a walker...You were just stumbling around...Nobody was with ya...Nobody following ya..."

"So I was sleep walking...Everything I thought happend..Was just a dream?"

Merle nods his head slowly.

"Appears so, anyways I'm sorry fer snapping at ya..There's some clean clothes in that bag over there, get a shower and get something to eat...But careful on the hot water...Be quick about it Sam." Merle says pointing his knife hand at me.

"I just got here." I say, I don't even know where I am.

"Yeah I know, but it's day now...And you earned yourself a meeting with the man that runs this place. This safe haven."

I slowly stand up off of the bed and face Merle and cross my arms.

"And where am I exactly?" I ask.

"I'll leave that to him, to explain everything to ya." Merle says walking to the door, as he's about to leave I stop him.

"And who is...Him?"

"You got fifteen minutes to shower and grab a quick bite to eat...Because then Sammy...You get to meet The Governor."