Baby grimes (season two - the walking dead fan fiction - rick grimes daughter)

Chapter Six

Back at the high way, Dale is working on pulling out some of the car parts from the cars around them, they had just putting addy down to sleep after she had an asthma attack. Dale knew it wasn't too bad, just caused by the heat. He hopped the other would get back soon since his knowledge on her health was limited.

T-tog was up beside dale " we are gonna have quite the collection of spear parts, I tell ya. How's she doing?" Dale asked t-dog walks around looking at there surroundings "she's fine. Sleeping. Still pretty hot for her though. Shouldn't they be back by now?"

Dale looks up to see how much daylight they still have "ah it's still light, let's not worry just yet. How are you feeling?" Dale ask's noticing t-dog doesn't seem to be himself right then. T-dog nods a little at him but doesn't fully answer him. Dale gets a bit worried "t-dog? I asked you how you were feeling just now, please don't blow my question off." T-dog could see dale was genuinely worried for him.

"My arm, it really hurts. Throbbing something horrible." Dale quickly grabs his arm gently "let me see." He looks carefully and can already see it's not looking good. He lifts a little of the bandage but can see well so he goes to move another part but it hurts t-dog a lot. "Ahhh! No! Don't touch it.." Dale holds his hand up "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Listen, your veins are very discoloured. You've got a hell of an infection. You could die from blood poisoning."

T-dog starts laughing "oh man. Wouldn't that be the way. World gone to hell. The dead risen up to eat the livin. Damn t-dog gets done in by a cut on his arm. Hahahahaha." Dale gets really worried by t-dogs almost delusional state. He try's to get his attention back " don't be stupid. I've been saying since yesterday. We've got to get you some antibiotics. We've been ransacking these car's the hole time, I can't believe we haven't found any. I wonder if addy's will work on you, she still have plenty." T-dog replies quickly to that last part "no! No, leave little miss's meds alone. There not strong enough for an adult and she needs them, what if down the line she gets sick again. She needs them."

Dale nods but keeps trying to think "I can't believe we haven't found no penicillin or anything in the hole place. Can you?" T-dog looks around at the cars "seemed like there would be." Dale try's to think "that's what I thought....well... maybe we haven't been through them enough. So let's look some more. Alright?" T-dog smiles and the start looking. Dale tries to keep the RV within sight at all times.

T-dog found something smokes and was about to light one when he looked in the back to see a car seat for a toddler, much like the one he remembered they had for addy, there's was bloody and chunks everywhere. He kept picturing little addy being torn apart in his head. The image was terrifying him. He slammed the door and got away from it as quickly as possible.

Dale came walking around the side of the RV where the shade was. T-dog was sitting there up against it. "Found some more batteries." He says putting down a bunch of other stuff he also found. "No drugs... you?" Dale asked worriedly. T-dog replies "yeah, ibuprofen. And these" he says waving his smoke for dale to see.

It's quest for a few minutes till t-dog questions "what are we doing?" Dale shrugs "pulling supplies, taking care of addy." T-dog shakes his head "no. I mean, what are we doing? People are off in the woods, while we're here. Why?" Dale is confused. It sure how to interpret what t-dog is saying.

"Because they think we're the weakest. What are you 70?" Dale looks around "64." T-dog nods "and I'm the one black guy. Realise how pracarious this situation is." Dale looks at him shocked "what the hell are you talking about?" T-dog takes a puff of his Smoke and turns to dale "I'm talking about following our boys the sheriffs and a redneck who's brother cut off his own damn hand cause I dropped the key. Who do you think is gonna be the first to get linched."