Mac looked out over the chaos of the farm his eyes blazing brighter than the burning barn as he searched for his brother. Snarling when even the sound of the bike faded he moved low along side the fence keeping himself blocked from view of the walkers coming from the woodwork. He didn't have time for this, he didn't have time for these fucking people when his brother was somewhere else on this goddamn piece of property.
Reaching the back of the house he was through the door in seconds and storming to the front. He passed Lori and some of the other women being useless like always and felt his anger spiking. "Wont you fucking do something instead of standing around fucking crying!" his voice broke loud over them all silencing the room.
All eyes turned to him wide and scared, there were a few pissed off ones but they were smart enough not to say anything.
"Mac." Kira's voice at the door had his attention.
Turning to her he started moving not wasting time with the rest of the group. She looked like she was ready to run and had everything she was going to need. Her eyes were bright, no sign of the crippling fear that was plaguing the women behind him. She wasn't so easily brought down by the hopelessness of the situation and instead of the burning rage that was poisoning his blood he took a breath and moved towards her and the calm storm around her, she was more like Daryl than him. She was zipping her dark hoodie up looking up into his eyes as he stopped in front of her, her hazel eyes burning with worry for the same reason his was.
"You haven't found him?"
Shaking his head his eyes went back out to the land around them and he seen the hopelessness of the situation. "I'll find him."
Kira grabbed his arm pulling him outside. He looked down seeing a good portion of their shit packed and couldn't help but snort. She lifted her eyes to his, "I never unpacked and you two don't unpack shit." She stood up jerking one of the packs up on her back and latching it around her middle. "I grew up living on the move."
Mac grabbed the other two heavier bags and pulled her along with him listening to the shot gun go off just to his right as he thundered across the yard. Coming to an abrupt stop when he seen Rick and Carl he started towards them releasing Kira.
"My brother, where is he?" His voice was hard and molten.
Rick looked over at him wide-eyed, "He's out there." Rick shook his head and looked to the house. "I gotta...Lori she needs me."
Mac looked out over the fields and seen no lights, nothing. He only seen walkers. His chest tightened to the point he felt something crack as if he broke a bone and his rage splintered through his system. If he didn't find his brother alive and well he knew that the splintering feeling in his body was going to ignite and without out Daryl there to shore him up all bets were off. If he didn't find Daryl he would make sure that debt was paid in full.
Kira grabbed his arm tugging her eyes getting wide, "We gotta move Mac."
He followed after her and she jerked the doors to her jeep open tossing stuff in. Mac moved mechanically his mind trying to track Daryl and where he would move to if cornered. He knew that if things got bad enough his ass would hit the woods and if that happened then he was as good as gone. Mac knew he couldn't track like Daryl, no one tracked like Daryl. But he also knew that if his brother hit the woods it'd be pointless to try, Daryl was like a ghost in the woods.
Sliding into the drivers seat Mac through it in gear and let his eyes burn across the property just as hotly as the KC's. Not seeing any sign of his brother he felt that roiling bubbling rage start to make it's way to the top. Kira shifted next to him her eyes frantically searching for any sign of Daryl, she was doing good at holding it together but he could read her just as good as he could read his brother. She was close to going into hysterics on him and he wasn't looking forward to slapping the shit out of her to get her head back in the game. Any other time he'd like the idea of knocking the fuck out of her but right now he just wanted away from this goddamned group.
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Ride the lightning
FanfictionMac/OC/Daryl Sometimes the very thing you're scared of doing is the very thing that will set you free