The Dixons And Me - The Walking Dead FanFiction

Chapter Sixty Three

Daryl's POV

Shit. Fuck. Fucking fuck.

I swear if Sam dies I will hunt that bastard down and kill him with my bare hands. He hurt my brother. He hurt Ariana. Now he hurt Sam. He's crossed the line.

"HERSHEL!!" I yelled running into the prison, carrying a barely breathing Sam.

"Daryl?" Lori asks walking towards me. Judith was with Beth and Carl. Safe. Unlike Sam. "Oh my God." She gasps as she sees Sam in my arms.

"I..I don't know wha' ta do. Help me. Please." I beg tears falling from my eyes again. I don't want people to see me crying, but seeing Sam like this I can't help it.

Lori nods her head quickly and gestures for me to follow her, we walk into a spare cell and I gently lay Sam down.

"We need to treat her wounds first." Lori says and searches her body for any more cuts. She lifts Sam's shirt up and both our eyes go wide and Lori covers her mouth with her hand.

I clench my fist and walk out of the cell, ignoring Lori calling me back.

"Daryl!" Merle says running towards me my crossbow around his shoulder.

"Keep an eye on Sam." I growl and take my crossbow from him, he gives me a confused look but I ignore him.

I walk outside and see Beth, Carl and Hershel walking back.

I run through the court yard and down to the gate and quickly open it.

I fire an arrow at a walker that has just come out of the trees. I tug my arrow out of it and see Beth and Hershel has stopped walking but Carl continues and carries Judith inside.

"Get inside." I tell them and Beth narrows her eyes.

"Why?" She asks.

"Sam needs ye both." I say before running after The Govoner.

I pass pleanty of walkers, but I ignore them. I have one target and that's him. The bastard that hurt Sam. My Sam! I love her a lot. She's my little sister. Merle adores her too. She should be a Dixon.

Sam Dixon.

I stop in my tracks, I see Rick and Michonne and Ellie stood near a truck. Surrounded by dead bodies on the ground. These are The Govoners people. He must have shot them. Son of a bitch.

"Daryl!" Ellie calls waving me over and I walk towards them. My eyes locked on to the dead bodies on the ground.

"Wha' happend 'ere?" I ask but before anyone can answer, there's a banging coming from inside the truck and a brunette woman can be seen.

I raise my crossbow and Ellie raises her gun.

"Get out." Rick orders.

The woman slowly opens the door and quickly starts talking. Telling us how The Govoner did this.

"I need ta see 'im." I growl and Ellie places a hand on my arm.

"We all need to see him. See him dead." Michonne says and I nod my head at her.

"Gonna make it slow and painful. He hurt Sam." I growl and Ellie gasps and cups my face.

"Is she okay?" She asks, and I start crying again and shake my head.

Ellie's eyes soften and she wraps me up in her arms. Holding me tight. I should be doing this to her. It should be the other way around.

"What's your name?" I hear Rick ask.

"Karen."

"Karen. You're gonna get us into Woodbury. See if he's keeping anyone else hostage." Rick growls.

"Tha' son of a bitch is dead." I say, my voice breaking slightly.

He better be dead already. He better not be there, or I swear he will suffer a slow and painful death. Nobody hurts my family.

Nobody hurts Sam.

A/N: Sorry it's short. Sorry it's not that good. I'm just obsessed with playing The Walking Dead: Road To Survival. But I wanted to give you something. So here you go! ALSO! THANK YOU FOR 1K READS!!