Dixon's Wife / Lana Dixon

The Greene farm

The next morning when I woke the sun had just begun to rise. I stood being careful not to wake the snoring Daryl who lay deep in sleep holding his knife close to his chest. I sighed and took off my dirty jeans and slid in some ripped black ones. I took off my grubby white tank top and looked around for a replacement. I was so focused on the task I didn't realise Daryl's snores had stopped

"You've got more than me" his voice startled me slightly, but I didn't let on

"More what?" I asked finding and putting on a black band shirt.

"Scars" he answered plainly. I sighed and nodded

"Cause I was with my father more often" Daryl seemed to notice I couldn't find something to put over my shirt so he sat up and began to dig around in his bag, before pulling out a shirt I never thought I would see again

"Where did you get that?!" I almost yelled

"Found it in the sitting room before we left for the quarry" I carefully took it from him and wrapped it round my body

"He's probably alive ya know" Daryl said kindly. He spoke about my brother. Aidan Swan. He is an amazing man. He defended me from Gavin, hell he even defended Merle and Daryl from their Bastard of a father. Before we got the chance to see each other again the world went to shit. He only left to get some groceries, but before he came back walkers attacked our home. I miss Aidan so much...

"Yeah I know..." I slipped Merle's knife into my belt and exited the tent. Shane glared at me from the RV. I told Rick I was ready to go and went on a hunt for Carl, finding him at the outer skirts of the camp looking over a small knife

"That knife is crap" I taunted

"My mum gave it to me" He retorted. I gave a little laugh before retrieving a hunting knife from my boot

"Take this one and give me that one" he smiled and we swapped

"Carl! Lana! come on!" Rick shouted from beside his vulgar best friend. Both Carl and i stood and joined the two before heading out into the forest. We stalked around the woods for a good two hours before spotting a deer

"I got it" I whispered aiming Daryl's crossbow at the deer, but a tap from Rick stopped me. He pointed to Carl who was carefully making his way over to the deer, his arm outstretched. Rick, Shane and I watched in awe as he reached merely a few metres from it...

BANG!

A shot rang out through the forest. I looked to see a deer lying dead

"I didnt see him!" shouted a large man carrying a rifle. I looked slightly across from the deer to see Carl lying unconscious, blood seeping through his shirt, staining his small shirt

"Carl!" both Rick and I shouted in unison. I ran to his side and picked him up holding him close to me, a single tear falling from my face to his

"We have a doctor! he can fix up your boy!" the fat man yelled

"Take us there!" Shane growled. We all took off. I was carrying Carl with Rick close behind. Shane was taking up the rear along with the fat men. When we reached the top of a field, a large house came into view. Its white peeling paint was easy to see as we ran towards it. A man with short white hair came out of the house along with three women and another boy

"What happened?!" He yelled to us. Rick told him what happened but i just held on to Carl tightly

"Bring him inside now!" the man yelled. When we were inside the large house we were directed to a large bedroom. I immediately set Carl down and ripped his shirt off i began to work on the wound cleaning it and trying to stop the blood

"Everybody out! You sir? Miss? your son is going to be fine you need to leave so I can work on him?"

"I am a fucking army doctor! I am not leaving this room! What medical supplies do you have? we need to start work right now! he is losing to much blood!" I yelled at the man who i now knew to be Hershel. He nodded and forced Rick out of the room...

I will save you Carl... You will not die today...