Suicide Mission ( Daryl Dixon x Reader )

Chapter 16

"We did it. We drove them out." Rick stated as they walked out the prison into the courtyard waiting for you, Glenn and Maggie to come down from the catwalk where they were hiding.

"We should go after 'em and finish it." Daryl muttered, taking in the destroyed watchtowers and field of dead walkers as Glenn came sprinting over to them from around the corner of the prison.

"Where's Y/N and Maggie?" Rick shouted as the group of them began walking towards Glenn, but quickly stopped when they noticed his panicked expression. Something was wrong, something was horribly wrong by the look on Glenn's face.

"Y/N's been shot." Glenn responded breathlessly motioning towards where he just came from as Daryl took off running, not wasting anytime as Rick and the others followed right behind him.

"How bad is it?" Daryl heard Rick question from behind him somewhere, but before he could hear Glenn's reply he spotted Maggie standing in front of you by the wire fence. He couldn't see you properly, but he could tell that you were holding your stomach and even from the distance he could see the blood seeping through your shirt

"My Daddy will fix you up Y/N, it's going to be okay." Maggie tried reassuring, but you could hear the panic in her voice as she stared down at the blood which was now seeping through your fingers as you tried to keep pressure on the wound. It wasn't looking good.

"How bad is it?" Daryl questioned as he suddenly appeared from behind Maggie and his eyes went wide when he spotted the wound. "Shit. No. No. No." Daryl muttered as he quickly pulled your shirt up to inspect the wound on your stomach.

"I'm fine. I'm fine." You groaned, gasping in pain as Daryl pressed his hand against the wound to try slow the bleeding. Black dots began to cloud your vision as you closed your eyes, trying to compose yourself. "The Governor... I shot him in the chest. Y-You have to go after them, he'll be bleeding out. You need to finish this." You mumbled before everything turned black.

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"Hershel!" Rick shouted running into the cellblock to find Hershel, Carl and Beth walking through the back door with Judith in Beth's arms. Rick sighed with relief, glad that his kids were alright before Daryl came rushing into the room with your unconscious body in his arms. "Y/N's been shot." Rick quickly explained, wasting no time as Daryl laid you down on one of the beds. His shaky hands still pressed firmly against the wound on your stomach as he forced himself to stay calm despite the tears building up in his eyes.

"Carol get me the first aid kit. Beth grab more blankets. Daryl, I need you to step away and let me look at her." Hershel ordered from behind him somewhere, but Daryl couldn't hear him, all he was focused on now was your lifeless body in front of him. He can't lose you, not after everything that had happened. He only just got you back, he couldn't do this without you... he just couldn't.

"Daryl, let Hershel do his job." Rick said placing his hand on Daryl's shoulder, snapping him back to the real world as Hershel lent over your body, pressing his hands against the bullet wound as Daryl took a few stumbling steps backwards giving Hershel some room.

"Please, save her." He mumbled staring at Hershel and within seconds Carol and Beth rushed into the room with the first aid kit and blankets as Hershel began cutting open your shirt to get a better look at the wound.

"There's an exit wound, which is good. But I need to stitch it, she's losing blood fast." Hershel stated as Beth quickly exited the room giving Hershel and Carol some space. Rick and Daryl stayed in the cell, standing by the wall behind the older man as he worked on you while the others all stood around outside the cell, waiting anxiously for some good news.