The Two Dixons ( Merle and Daryl Dixon fan fiction )

Chapter 7

Daryl's POV
I was pissed that Merle wouldn't let me go, but he was right I could barely stay away let alone go on a run. Otis had just gone outside to go find people to leave with him, and if I knew the group they would need some convincing to risk their lives for Merle.

I stood up to leave, but as soon as I was standing I almost collapsed. "I'm fine." I said, as Patricia tried helping me. "I got it." I walked out the front door and leaned against the railing, clinging to it so I wouldn't fall on my face.

Otis was loading up the truck to leave, I notice Andrea, Rick, and Shane arguing bout something. "What y'all talking bout?" I asked them. Shane and Andrea nervously glanced at me, but it was Rick who spoke up.

"We're talking about how stupid it is to risk lives for a piece of shit like Merle Dixon."

"Hey!! That's my brother your talkin bout!" I yelled.

"Ya I know! Merle Dixon... guy wouldn't give you a glass of water if you were dying of thirst."

"You better watch your mouth Rick." I growled at him.

"Rick!" Said Shane. "It's decided. Andrea and I know the risks and it's not your choice to make, we're going."

"Thanks man." I said to Shane.

"Fine." said Rick. "Just get what you need and get out of there, alright? We don't need more people dying on us."

He then walk over to Otis and handed him his revolver. "That's a fine piece of weaponry Rick. I'll make sure to bring it back in good shape."

Otis went and climbed into the blue pick up truck with Andrea and waited for Shane to go. Before Shane could get in i grabbed his arm. "Shane uhh thanks man, ya know, for everything." He nodded and climbed into the cab of the truck.

We watched as the truck rolled down the lane, "Lets go check on that girl." said Hershel, grabbing my arm. I nodded and took one last look at the pickup truck before it disappeared and went into the house.

Merle's POV
Hershel had gone out to go get Daryl for some more blood. I just sat beside the bed staring at Ciara's beautiful face. I put my hand on her cheek and put a stray hair behind her ear. Why did this have to happen to her, why couldn't it have been me!

I snapped out of my thoughts when Hershel and Daryl came in the door. "Hey doc." I said.

"Yes?" He asked while checking Ciara over.

"So when those guys get back you can do this surgery?"

"I'll certainly do my best."

"Ok. So if you don't mind me askin doc, you've done this procedure before right?"

"Well yes... In a sense."

"What do you mean 'in a sense'" I asked hesitantly.

"Man we don't got the luxury of shoppin for a surgeon." said Daryl.

"Ya, ya I know but you are a doctor right?" I asked Hershel.

"Yes of course, a vet."

"Like in the war and crap?"

"No, a veterinarian." he said.

My mouth dropped. "So you mean you've done this before on what, cows, horses?"

"I-I-I have to sit down." mumbled daryl. I looked over just in time to see his eyes roll back and start to collapse. I caught him before he could hit the ground.

"Hey there baby brother, be careful now." I picked him up and took him into Ciara's room and place him on the couch. When I had him on the couch I turned to Hershel, "Your completely over your fucking head doc."

"Aren't we all?" He said.

"Ya best prey this works old man." I muttered, takin my seat beside Ciara's bed again. Hershel started taking her blood pressure again.

"Her pressures dropping again. I don't know how much longer we can wait."

Daryl had woken up by now, "take some more," he said lifting up his arm. "What ever you need."

"I gotta go," i said standing up.

"Go where exactly?" Hershel asked.

"They said five miles. They should be back by now, somethings wrong."

"Ya not goin after them Merle." said Daryl. "it's too dangerous, and besides Ciara needs you here man. If Shane said he'll be back, he'll be back, he's good for his word."

"I can't just sit here!" I yelled.

"That's exactly what your gonna do!" He yelled back. "Your not leaving man, she needs you here!"

I sighed, knowing I'm not going to be going anywhere and sat back down. "They better fucking get here soon." I muttered. I can't let her die, I just can't.