My Fallen Angel (Daryl Dixon Love Story)

Chapter Twenty One: We're Going to War

I am still keeping watch when I see a movement to the side of the prison. I turn to it and see Rick walking around. I frown and continue to watch him. It looked to me like he was looking for something. I'm watching Rick when I see him turn around grabbing his gun like he was on guard. I follow his gaze and realize I was paying too much attention to him, that I missed the car driving up. God damn it, Esme!!!!! I chastise myself. I turn to look in the prison and see Axel dead.

"Take cover!" I yell down at Carol. From the tower I shoot the man driving the car, from out of nowhere another van comes it keeps driving, crashing into the prison gate. I watch the truck confused at first. Then the back hatch opens and walkers pour out of it going towards Hershel. I start to try and kill the walkers, but I was not good at long range shooting. I run down the stairs of the tower. I shoot till my gun clip is empty, and have to resort to my 5 throwing knives. I grab them from the walker's skulls and continue. It was havoc all the gunshots cause more walkers from outside the prison to come in. We clear the prison yard and get Hershel and the others in the yard. I look around for Rick. He was not anywhere I could see, and the field was full of walkers.

"RICK!!!" I call for him.

"I'm fine!" He calls from across the field. I kill a walker that gets to the gate trying to get to me.

He makes his way around with two other figures. Only when they are close enough do I realize it's Daryl and Merle. My anger came back to me then. I glare at them, looking at Rick for an answer. He turns me around.

"Not right now." He whispers in my ear. I nod. We get into the prison and most of us go to our cells. Merle is locked in the holding place and Daryl takes his perch like before. I toss and turn and can't help, but position myself to watch him. He moves around a bit obviously not able to sleep either. I blink and notice he is watching me watch him, I blush, but glare and turn my back on him. Damn stupid redneck. Coming back!!! Now, what do I do?

The next morning the group gathers around to figure out a plan, I stay in my cell still angry and tired from yesterday and admittedly still confused about my feelings for Daryl.

"We're not leaving." I hear Rick say.

"We can't stay here." Hershel counters.

"What if there's another sniper? A wood pellet won't stop one of those rounds." Maggie says.

"We can't go outside." Beth says.

"Not in the daylight." Carol speaks up.

"If Rick says we're not running then we're not running." Glenn says angrily.

"No, better to live like rats." I hear Merle's voice, his voice just angers me more.

"You got a better idea?" Rick says.

"Yeah, we should have split out of here last night and live to fight another day, but we lost that window didn't we. I'm sure he's got scouts on every road out of this place by now."

"We ain't scared of that prick." Daryl says, I stand and move to the entrance of my cell. His back was turned to me and I couldn't help check to make sure he didn't have any new wounds. Also didn't help that I was now realizing just how built and handsome he was. I shook the thoughts from my head and turned my back on him.

"Y'all should be. That truck through the fence thing, that was just him ringing the doorbell, we might have some thick walls to hide behind, but he's got the guns and the numbers and if he takes the high ground around this place, shoot, he could just starve us out if he wanted." Merle says.

"Let's put him in the other cell block." Maggie suggests. I can't help but agree with her, but stay silent.

"No, he's got a point." Daryl says I turn around at his voice, but glare at him standing up for his brother.