The Dixon Son

~Three~

The building was burning and Warren was leading the group through it on order to find a way out. "Keep moving!" She yelled. "We need to keep going!" 10k was in the back of the group, keeping their behinds safe, while Warren and Doc were in the front clear the way. Addy and Mack where in the middle and keeping the sides clear.

"There's too many of them!" Mack yelled as move Zs came there way. 10k looked around for any way out of this, but then there was a scream, causing everyone to turn. Warren was getting bites all over her from the Zs. They were ripping her to pieces. Addy buried her face in Mack's chest, sobbing as Doc shot at the Zs, trying desperately to free Warren from their undead grip.

10k tighten his grip on his gun and aimed it at Warren. Anyone could see she was only suffering and even if they got her free she would never make it. "Roberta Warren, I give you Mercy." All eyes turned as 10k spoke, before he fired at Warren.

"Thank you." Warren breathed out before the bullet pierced her skull. 10k took a deep breath, tears filling his eyes.

"We need to keep going. The Zs won't stay distracted forever." Doc said as the Zs swarmed Warren's fallen body.

"We have to get out of here." Mack agreed before they all ran down an empty hallway.

"Which way do we go, Doc?" Addy asked, wiping her eyes from tears as they reached a fork in the hallway.

"Kid?" All eyes fell on 10k to decide. He took in a shaky breath.

"Straight." Doc nod and the group ran down the center and through the hallway.

(Daryl's 3rd person point of view)

Daryl watched as his son fought against the memories that were plaguing his subconcious. Rick was trying to find a solution to Hershel's problem, but all Daryl could focus on was his baby boy suffering. Daryl laid the boy's head in his lap, running his fingers through the messy black curls. He whispered soothing words to the boy, T-Dog watching in surprised. Surprised to see the tough redneck so broken and open. He could see it wasn't just the boy suffering, but also his father.

Daryl placed a kiss on the boy's temple and whispered soothing words into 10k's ear, hoping to bring the boy back to the presence and to calm him down.

(10k's 3rd person pov again)

The group ran down hall after hall, hoping to find any sign of an exit. Doc stopped their running in order to look around. "We need a map or something." Doc said with a huff. "How big is this place?"

"We should rest." Addy said as she sat down. "You look exhausted Doc."

"I'm fine, we need to just find our way out of here." 10k nod in agreement as he looked around.

"I could go through the air vents, it's faster, and I could get a higher view of what everything is." He told them, but Doc shook his head.

"Kid, we just lost Warren, we don't need to loose our sharp shooter either." Doc placed his hand on the boy's shoulder, squeezing it gentle. "I know you want to help, but we need you here, where we will know you are alive." 10k sighed, knowing Doc was just looking out for him.

"Let's turn back then. We obviously picked the wrong hallway. We've been going down this one for almost an hour." Doc nod.

"Alright. Alright, we'll head back." Doc agreed as Mack helped Addy up and the group headed back the way they came. 

10k couldn't say he wasn't afraid. He had just been forced to mercy Warren. The woman who became like a crazy aunt to him. This more than just a group to him, it was family. Each and everyone held a place in his heart. He couldn't bare to loose any of them. He needed to think carefully and keep them safe and alive.