The Two Dixons ( Merle and Daryl Dixon fan fiction )

Chapter 8

Merle's outfit above
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Merle's POV
I must have dozed off at some point because I woke up to some asian talking to Daryl. "We're her, okay Daryl. whatever you need."

"Thanks man." said Daryl. When the asian kid left I looked at Daryl, "What'd that kids name again?"

Daryl jumped, noticing that I was awake. "It's Glenn."

I grunted not actually caring that much. Hershel was still here checking Ciara's bandages. "If they don't get back soon we are going to have a decision to make." He said.

"Which is what exactly?" I asked.

"Whether to work on the girl with out the respirator or not."

"Ya said that won't work." Muttered Daryl.

"I know. It's extremely unlikely, but we can't wait much longer. I'll leave you to decide."

When Hershel left the room daryl turned to me. "Man what are we gonna do."

I sighed and rubbed my hands over my face. "For once baby brother, I don't know. She tough, I think she'll be able to last till Shane and that fat guy are back."

"He'll be back brother." said Daryl. "They probably just ran into something. they're coming back don't worry."

"I know... It's just... not knowing, it's killing me."

"Me too brother."

We sat there in silence for a while. It was actually nice to have quiet for once, not having to hear people or listen to all the walkers. My quiet was rudely interrupted by Daryl coughing.

"Shut the hell up Daryl." I muttered.

"Merle, that wasn't me." I looked up at him, his face was paler then usual and he looked terrified. I followed his gaze that was directed to Ciara. She was coughing and breathing really hard.
Her chocolate brown eyes were huge and she looked petrified.

"Merle.... Wh-what happened?" She stuttered in between breaths.

"It's ok sweetheart, you just passed out again when Hershel took part of the bullet out. You're gonna be ok princes."

She groaned, "It still fucking hurts Merle!"

I chuckled, "Well that's because it ain't all out yet sugar. Our friend Shane went to get supplies, he'll be back soon."

She glanced over to where Daryl was standing, still white as a ghost. "Why are you so scared Dare." She grinned at her nickname for him. "You aren't the one that got bloody shot."

He smirked at her. "I thought I told ya not to call me that Cici."

She laughed, but then winced in pain form her injury. "And I thought I told you not to call me that either."

He just shrugged, "What Ya gonna do."

She smiled at me and then looked back at Daryl. "You should have seen it."

"What?" He asked, clearly confused.

"The deer, it was so pretty Dare, it was so close. I never..." She trailed off and her eyes rolled back into her head.

"Ciara...?" I asked.

"Hershel!" Daryl yelled. "What's happening man?"

All of a sudden Ciara started to shake violently. I moved to grab her but Hershel stopped me. "No! It's seizure, if you hold her down you could hurt her."

"Ya can't stop it man!?" Yelled Daryl.

"She just has to go through with it."

I was terrified, moments ago my girl was talking to me now she was having a fucking seizure in front of me!

"No..no..no, this can't be happening!" I was so close to tears, but being me I wouldn't let them fall.

All of a sudden she stopped shaking, Hershel went and checked her eyes, who know what the fuck for. "Her brain isn't getting enough blood. Her pressures dropping and she needs another transfusion."

"I'm ready Hershel." Said Daryl sticking his arm out for him.

"No. if I take any more blood from you, your body could shut down and you could go into a coma, or even a cardiac arrest."

"Your wasting time! And I'm all she's got!" He yelled.

Hershel nodded and grabbed the transfuser thing and put it in Daryl arm, he didn't even flinch. After a couple minutes Hershel got her stable again and left us alone.

Daryl and I sat there for who knows how long just watching her, making sure she would still be breathing.

"Merle." said Daryl.

"What?" I mumbled not hearing what he had said.

"I asked ya what happened out there."

I sighed. "We were in the woods hunting, and we found this deer. It was just standing there in the middle of the clearing and was lookin at her right in the eye. And I watched her get closer, them both just lookin at each other, and....that moment just...slipped away man." I chuckled. "That's what she talked about when she woke up, not getting shot, but the damn deer."

"She always was stubborn that girl, always worryin bout someone else. Hell she's even worry bout me sometimes."

"That she is little brother, that she is."

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