Cecilia awoke the next day at around 11 in the morning, laid in almost the exact same position, except she had a blanket wrapped over her body, the heavy boots removed from her feet.
She sat up in the bed, folding her legs and rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands, the blanket still draped over her shoulders. She ran her hands through her hair, folding her arms and allowing herself to adjust to the daylight before she would make any move to get out of the bed, just staring at the wall directly opposite her.
"You okay?" Daryl appeared out of nowhere at her cell door, noticeably making her jump, urgently peering at him. It took a matter of seconds for her brain to function properly, before she managed to spit out a few words.
"Urgh, y-yeah. Thanks." She smiled briefly, Daryl eyes scanning her quickly, a slight grin possessing his features.
"Breakfast's ready. Wanna walk down with me?" He offered, Cecilia nodding and swinging her legs over her bed, sliding on her shoes. He chuckled at the fact that she was motivated to get out of the cell when food was mentioned, despite the fact it would only be some meat and a piece of fruit.
She was too preoccupied thinking about food to have realised that she had tripped over whilst walking down the steps, managing to grab the railing to stop herself from completely flying down the staircase.
"Tie yer shoelaces, you'll get yerself killed." He warned her, overreacting completely.
The others were sat around a table, all gazing over at Cecilia and Daryl.
"Ah, finally Sleeping Beauty has risen." Joked Rick, as she slumped down at the table, grabbing an apple and a piece of chicken. She felt Daryl sit beside her also reaching for some meat.
"Don't be silly, Daryl's been up for hours." She wittily responded, making the group share a chuckle, also feeling Daryl nudge her side. Cecilia turned her head to him to see him blushing in embarrassment, still with a grin apparent on his visage.
"Today, me, Daryl, T-Dog, Glenn, Maggie, and Hershel are gonna go out looking for the cafeteria. We're runnin' dangerously low." Rick stated, the others grimaced, praying that they would find something here.
"We better find somethin'. Food's my life, and I don't intend on livin' without it." Cecilia tried to pick up the spirits once again, which did achieve little smirks and chuckles.
"Cece, you're gonna-"
"-stay back, kill any walkers that get too close, and look after Lori, Carl, the baby, Beth and Carol? Got it." Cecilia already knew the words that were about to come out of his mouth, Rick smiling shyly, knowing that Cecilia had been given the same job that involved her watching everyone else risk their lives, which made her feel quite useless. She nodded understandingly, those who were going with Rick rising from their chairs, Glenn and T-Dog picking up an almost empty bag each, providing they brought things back from their mission.
Cecilia looked over to Lori and Carl, who were giving Rick a family hug goodbye, just incase he didn't return. Cecilia then realised that this was very different from clearing out walkers from the side of the road or in the woods; there were plenty of places to run and hide. In a prison, practically all doors and cells were locked, and were very hard to unlock in a blind panic. The group would also at least be passing through the tombs; underground tunnels that were never usually well lit anyways, nevermind having no electricity whatsoever. And she hated the mystery of it all; if anyone was seen struggling when they were taking the field and the prison, Cecilia could've jumped out of the car and stabbed down a few walkers, or shot a bullet through the chain link fence. She couldn't do that this time.
Beth was doing the same with Maggie and Hershel, Cecilia also feeling quite inspired to do the same. She stood and walked over to Daryl, who was sat on the steps leading to the door that the group would go through to potentially find the cafeteria. He was sorting through all of his bolts, counting them and placing them into the quiver.
