My Guardian~. THE EDITED VERSION IS OUT NOW

Sickness

 I awakened to the sound of laughter. Groaning I turned to my side to see Daryl, pulling his shirt onto his body. "Mornin'." He said, as he slung his crossbow over his shoulder. "Good morning." I replied groggily. I got out of bed and ran my hand through my greasy hair. He came closer to me and embraced me. I pressed my lips to his, and I pulled away. It has been four months since the Wood Bury citizens arrived here and honestly they were very helpful, and they were determined to earn their keep. After I put on a plaid shirt, and jean shorts I walked out of the prison. The sun's rays hit my eyes, and I put my hand in front of my face so I could actually see. The Prison looked very different, now. We had a garden, a shack for preparing food, we had a water station to get water and above all we had showers. The laughter rung in my ears again as I turned to see, two little girls; Mika and Lizzie who were sisters, laughing with one of the other children. Smiling I walked up to the shack. "Good morning." Carol greeted me with a warm smile. "Good morning." I replied, as she handed me a bowl of oatmeal. "Oh by the way we have a council meeting later on today." She whispered. Damn it I forgot. "Do you want me to remind Glenn, Maggie Hershel, Michonne and Daryl?" I questioned. She grinned but shook her head. "No If anything you should probably remind your father it seems to me he is occupied with.. Gardening." Confused I turned around and surely enough he was with Carl gardening and planting seeds.

        "Morning Daryl." "Good morning Daryl." People called out, as Daryl made his way over to the shack. "Oh My gosh Daryl sir. I mean Mr. Dixon I just wanted to say that deer that you caught was delicious thank you. I would be honored to shake your hand sir." Patrick a stereotypical 'nerd' raced up to the shack. Daryl glanced at me then back at Patrick. His glasses was falling off, so he readjusted them and attempted to flick his hair. I chuckled at the attempt. Sighing Daryl shook his hand and started walking away. "Give the stranger sanctuary, keeping people fed, you're gonna have to learn to live with the love." I stated. "Yeah" He stopped and looked at the fence. "I'm pretty sure I don't." He responded. There was a woman who I came to know as Tyreese's girlfriend; Karen, Tyreese, His sister Sasha, and Glenn were all at the fence killing walkers through the fence. "Oh my gosh there are a lot of them!" I exclaimed. there were about a couple dozen walkers clinging onto the fence, outside the prison. Carol came up beside us, and nodded."The thing is, we had a pretty big buildup overnight. They don't spread out anymore, there's not enough food and with everyone here we're drawing them here.It's manageable, but unless we get ahead of it, not for long." She stated. Daryl nodded and took another bite of his oatmeal. "I'm going on a run, are you coming?" He asekd turning his attention to me after Carol left. "Since when did you start letting me go on runs with you?" I smirked. "Now, when I can actually keep you from running off." I rolled my eyes and nodded. 

        I raced into the cell and got my quiver and bow. "Why are you in a rush?" I looked up to see Rick. "Hey dad." I smiled embracing him. "Hey, are you going out on a run?" He questioned. "Yeah, I'm going to get Carl and Judith stuff." I replied standing up and exiting the cell. "Be careful." He scolded.Rolling my eyes I sighed. "Yes, Bye." I walked out of the prison and Daryl nodded at me. Sasha, Tyreese, A man named Bob, Michonne and Beth's boyfriend Zach were coming with us. I hopped onto the motorcycle and Daryl revved up the engine. They got into the truck and we sped off. 

        We had arrived at the store shortly and we had been picking out supplies. Damn this store was loaded as I was reaching for a hairbrush, a loud crash filled the air. I ran to the scene and Bob was trapped underneath a shelf! he cried out in pain and I gasped. Daryl rushed over and glanced at me. Zack was the last one to the scene. We tried to lift it but we couldnt. "Walkers!" Sasha yelled. Looking up the copplapsed and walkers fell onto the floor. They hissed and moaned and started making their way towards us. Daryl got on top of a shelf and started shooting him with his crossbow. Cursing I loaded my bow and arrow and started shooting the walkers. They fell limp on the tiled floor, and fresh blood started to stain it. There was a creaking noise. I turned toward Daryl and there was a bouldozer coming down. "Daryl get the hell off there!" I shot walkers around him and he glanced up at the bouldozer. Swiftly he got out of the way and it came crashing down. We got Bob out from underneath the shelf and we were about to leave when a blood curdling scream rang through my ears. My heart skipped a beat when I saw that Zach had a piece of flesh ripped off of his neck and a walker was on top of him. More walkers surrounded him and blood ran down the monsters decaying mouths. I tried to look away but i couldn't. Daryl gripped onto my arm and pulled me out of the store. "Let's go." I bowed my head in shame. Not daring to look back or more guilt would wash over me.  

        It had been a few days since the incident in the store and quite frankly I felt guilty. I mean we could of save him couldn't we? I also learned that Patrick had passed and there was an attack in cell block D while we were gone. "Rick!" Tyreese called out. Curious I walked over to where Daryl, Carol and Rick stood. "Follow me." Tyreese commanded. Slowly we followed him into the back of the prison. What we saw was horrific. There was a trail of blood, stained onto the ashphalt and there, were two bodies that were burned their bodies had become charcoal. "Somebody did this! To Karen and David!" Tyreese shouted. Karen is dead? "Oh my gosh Tyreese-" He cut me off. "Somebody dragged them out here and killed them!" He yelled. He stormed up to Rick. "You're a cop you find out who did this and you bring them to me!" He demanded. My father spoked very calmly. "I get what you're feeling I know, but you've got to calm down." Tyreese grabbed onto Daryl and slammed him against the wall. "Tyreese!" I yelled." You need to step the hell back! She wouldn't want you being like this." My father said before Tyreese punched my father sending him to the ground. "Stop!" I screamed. He continued to punch until Daryl grabbed hold of him. "That's enough!" My father got up, and blood was surrounding his cheek and jaw. He punched tyreese and continued to punch him repeatedly. "Stop." Tyreese groaned. Daryl glanced at me then pulled him off of Tyreese. "Let go of me!" My father shouted. "No." He replied. After he calmed down Daryl released him. My father looked at his bloody hands and walked away as Tyreese started to cry. 

       There was a sickness throughout the block that started with a cough, dizziness, fever, then coughing up your own blood then you would slowly and painfully die. We had already lost 6 people from it so the council agreed that we would set up a quarantine.

        I awoke to feel a little lightheaded. Shrugging it off I went to the prison 'Office.' and stumbled into the room. What the hell is wrong with me. Shaking it off I arrived and sat down at a chair. "There were two more people that died yesterday from the sickness." Hershel stated. "We have a quarantine what else are we supposed to do?" Glenn asked. "We put the most vulnerable into a different area." Hershel suggested. We all nodded in agreement. "How do we stop it?" Daryl asked. "We don't." Maggie said. "Oh so you get it and , you have to go through it? So you just have to wait to die?" Daryl said. "The sickness doesn't the symptoms do, we need medicine." Hershel replied. "We've already been to all the pharmacies near by and some more." Daryl responded. I coughed, and I felt sweat, dripping down my face. "Wynter are you okay?"  I shook my head. Backing up against the wall, i gripped on the door handle. "Stay away from me I have it." I replied hoarsely. The whole room went silent.

A/N~ Oh my gosh thanx so much for reading!!! :)