Incendiary: Carl Grimes Love Story

Chapter Twenty Eight: Indifference

Maya's Pov

I gasped away before leaning over the side of my bed and coughing loudly and harshly. My throat burned feeling the fluid scrape the inside. A hand came on my back patting lightly in care.

" It's okay. Let it out. Let it out now." Hershel encouraged till I reclined back on the bed still breathing hard. He placed his hand on my forehead before nodding his head." Burning a fever."

" I feel like a furnace. I hate that I got sick during the end of the summer."

" Luck rolls like that." He said before reaching over for the tea he had brought. I sat up and took big gulps cringing a bit when the citrus fruit went down my parched throat.

" This shit burns." I cursed scrunching my face up, but noticed I cursed in front of Hershel." Sorry."

" I bet that shit does burn." Hershel chuckled seeing it caused me to laugh lightly also. I placed the cup down and turned to him.

" And I thought I was the bravest out of the group." I laughed." You take the prize. Coming in here and taking care of sick people like me."

He nodded his head." I lived sixty five years Maya. You've only lived fourteen. I'm in here, so you can reach that number." He explained and I nodded.

Third person pov

Back deep in the woods, Daryl stood on a bridge with. Already the run had taken a turn and he was worried that the delay could harm Maya's recovery and everyone else that needed the medication badly.

" This is Turner Creek, so Barnesville must be a few miles downstream." Michonne said pointing to the map in Daryl's hands.

Bob nodded." Sounds like our best chance at finding a new ride."

" Yo, Ty." Daryl called causing the man to look up from the creek bay." Come on, let's go. Vamonos." He said placing his crossbow on his back and folding the map. He handed it to Bob before walking forward.

" You thinking about her ?" Michonne asked.

Daryl laughed at the question." When am I not." He admitted.

" Knowing her she probably already fought off the sickness already." Michonne chuckled. Daryl nodded before bending down and finding some jasper on the floor. He licked his finger before cleaning it off." Is that jasper ?" She asked seeing he nodded his head." It's a good color. Brings out your eyes."

Daryl looked up to her only to see the smirk on her face." When Miss Richards went into A block, we were leaving. Asked me to keep a lookout. I'm gonna use it for her old man's marker."

" You know all them back there ?" Michonne asked.

" You stay in one place more than a couple hours, you'd be surprised what you pick up." He said placing the Jaspar in his pocket and walking away. They walked a couple of miles before coming across an abandoned motor company that had grown vines over the entrance. Daryl walked over causing the others to stop walking.

" You see something ?" Bob asked seeing Daryl shrugged his shoulder walking closer.

" I don't know. Maybe." Daryl answered before setting his crossbow down and pulling some vines off. Tyreese and Bob quickly hurried and pulled the vines seeing a van underneath." Keep pulling. Ima hotwire it."