Healing Broken Wings [Daryl Dixon] The Walking Dead

Forty One| Eenie Meenie Miney Mo

🌱Kristina🌱

I'm sitting on the couch, shaking my head. Daryl has rushed off again. He's going after the Saviors. Suddenly the door burst open and I look up to see Enid. "Enid? What's wrong?"

"It's Maggie. She's in a lot of pain." Maggie had told the group that she was pregnant. I jump to my feet and follow her outside. I see Rick and the others loading her into the RV. I rush over to Rick and he turns to look at me. "Is she okay?"

"We're not sure. We're going to the Hilltop to see if that doctor can help her."

"I'm coming too."

"But don't you want to stay here in case Daryl comes back?"

"No, Maggie was there for me when I was pregnant and I want to be there for her." Rick nods and I quickly step into the RV. I immediately head into the back where Maggie is lying.

I crouch down in front of her, slipping my hand into hers and squeezing softly. Her eyes open and I notice the sweat beading on her forehead. "Kris? How's Shawn?"

"He's back to being a healthy baby. How're you doin?"

"I've been better." I laugh lightly and it brings a small smile to her face. "I remember this one time when I was out riding, my horse got spooked by a loud bang and she threw me." My eyes widen and she continues. "When I hit the ground I thought to myself, I've never felt this uncomfortable in my life and my head was pounding. It happened shortly after Dean was better and mobile."

I smile at the thought of the sweet farmhand. "He saw my horse rearing up before dropping to her feet a few times. He knew something was wrong and even if he wasn't that strong yet he came running out of the house like the devil was behind him." As she talked I took a piece of cloth and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"When he found me in the field he dropped to his knees and asked if I was hurt. It was a miracle that I wasn't. I shook my head and he helped me sit up. I told him that my head just hurt and he sighed in relief. It wasn't to long after Dean showed up that my daddy did. He asked what had happened and I told him. He asked if I was hurt and Dean said, "just a small head bump." My daddy had such a big smile."

I look into her eyes and see happiness. "I miss him."

"I miss him too, Maggie. He was a great man." She gives me a tired smile. "I miss Dean too," she whispers her eyes half lidded. Her breathing slows slightly and her grip on my hand loosened. I pull my hand out of hers carefully and sit down on the floor. "Me too."

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I don't leave Maggie's side, Aaron came in a few hours ago and we sit in silence. I don't even get up to ask why we keep stopping. I can hear most of the conversation anyway. The Saviors. After the fourth time I get up and look to see a chain of walkers across the road.

I get off the RV with Carl and Rick. We approach the link and Rick raises his ax, but Carl stops him. "Dad. That's Michonne's." I look and see strands of dreadlocks and her vest. I look to the next one and my heart skips a beat. A single crossbow bolt. "That's Daryl's," I say, reaching for the bolt when automatic gunfire shatters the somewhat silent atmosphere around us.

"Get back to the RV! Now!" I race back with Carl behind me, jogging up the steps. I turn and see Rick break the chain before running to the RV. Abraham steps on the gas and we drive through after a few minutes the RV starts to make a noise. "What's that sound?"

"A bullet could a hit the undercarriage, could be the transmission, could be nothing."

"They were firing at our feet. They wanted us in this direction." I run my hand through my hair and return to Maggie while they come up with a plan. "Kris?" I get down on the floor and look at Maggie. "What's wrong? You look worried. More worried than usual."