YEARNING - Daryl Dixon

TWELVE.

OVERNIGHT Hershel, Bonnie, Sasha and Glenn took turns watching over those who were much worse off, giving them water and damping their sweaty foreheads.

Bonnie was finding it harder to breath, her fever getting worse, the same occurring with Glenn and Sasha.

Bonnie noticed Glenn with Hershel in a cell, over a young man who was choking and spluttering on his own blood. She watched as they moved him onto his side and seeing the contents poor out of his mouth made the girl slightly queasy.

"Do you guys need help?" Bonnie mumbled and Glenn looked up at the girl, huge bags sitting under his eyes and he had been sweating profusely, causing his black locks to stick to his forehead.

"Yes, I'm going to intubate him, make sure you pump the bag every two to three seconds." Bonnie nodded as she dropped to her knees slowly "Glenn is going to help him breath, I want you both to take turns when you get tired." Hershel stood up as Glenn began pumping the bag exhaustedly and left the two behind.

Bonnie wiped her forehead with a shaky breath "We're going to make it." Glenn whispered with hunched shoulders "Daryl is going to come through, he always does." He whispered again, his hand squeezing the bag slowly.

"You know he cares for you," Glenn paused as he coughed lightly "h-he cares for you and Frankie." Bonnie thought of the man, hoping he would be back soon.

"Glenn, I will make sure you make it back to Maggie." Bonnie struggled out as she began wheezing slightly, "I didn't believe in true love, until I seen you two. You just, get each other." She finished as breathing seemed impossible.  

"And I'll make sure you get back to Frankie."

Bonnie's hand flew up to her throat as she tried to inhale some oxygen, the sound of Bonnie struggling alerted Glenn and he looked up with wide eyes, "Bonnie?" Glenn pulled his hands away from the bag "Hershel!" He called as Bonnie fell to the side, blood pooling in her mouth.

Sasha emerged at the entrance of the cell "Bonnie!" She exclaimed and dropped to the floor, tipping the girl forward as blood poured out of her mouth. Glenn watched on in horror, as he quickly began squeezing the bag again.

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Daryl, Michonne, Bob and Tyreese had made their way into the Veterinary college, though their arrival prompted response from walkers that they did not need.

"Daryl they're everywhere." Michonne exclaimed as she swiped her sword, taking off the heads of a couple walkers as they ran down a hallway towards a glass window.

"Here." Daryl grunted, motioning his head towards the window as Tyreese lifted a chair, throwing it through the window.

Daryl spun around and shot an arrow through the skull of the walker gaining on Michonne as she already was fighting two on her own. The glass shattering pulled the group from their fighting, and they all quickly climbed through it.

"Woah!" Bob yelled as he nearly fell off the roof beside the college, his bag hanging off the side and being grabbed by numerous hands of the walkers. "Let go of the bag!" Michonne yelled.

Daryl and Tyreese grabbed a fist full each of Bob's shirt and yanked him back to the middle of the roof, the bag layed open beside him as a bottle of alcohol rolled out, catching Daryl's eye.

"You nearly died for that shit? Huh?" Daryl growled as he grabbed a hold of Bob's shirt, Michonne and Tyreese watched the pair "I-I need it for when it gets dark." Bob choked out and Daryl scoffed grabbing the bottle.

"Daryl we gotta go now if we want to save everyone." Michonne mumbled and Daryl let go of Bob's shirt reluctantly, his nostrils flared with anger and jaw tight.

"Lets go, now." Daryl grunted as the four made their way towards a car and back to the prison.

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Bonnie layed on the ground of the cell as Hershel sat over her, squeezing a bag to get oxygen into the girl and Glenn and Sasha sat together continuing doing the same on the guy from earlier.

"Hang in there Bonnie, they will be back soon." Hershel mumbled just loud enough for the woman to hear before he sat up "Lizzie, check the other patients for me sweetheart." Lizzie nodded and walked away.

"Oh no," Hershel looked to his right and noticed Glenn looking down at the patient, "Hershel he isn't breathing." The elder man gave a defeated sighed and looked to Sasha "Can you take over for me please Sasha." The woman nodded as Glenn and Hershel stood up and dragged the body out of the cell.

If Sasha was honest, Bonnie looked horrible.
Her skin a gross pale, her eyes sunken in from the lack of sleep, she looked fragile. Sasha continued to squeeze the bag before screams began to erupt in the cell block.

Sasha panicked slightly, turning around in her spot on the floor and pulled the cell door shut as a gun shot rang out. "Oh god." She could hear the moans and growls of walkers, they had all missed people dying.

"Tyreese please hurry." Sasha pleaded softly as more gunshots could be heard, and not just from inside the cell block, but also on the outside.

Sasha wheezed slightly as the gunshots stopped as she heard running up the steps and seen Maggie run to a cell "You guys came just in time." She heard Hershel as more footsteps headed up the stairs.

"Hershel," Sasha called and pushed the cell door open with the last bit of energy she could muster "she hasn't got much left." Instead of Hershel appearing, Bob and Daryl walked in.

Bob held a needle in his hand as Sasha sat back, making room for the men.

Bob held Bonnie's arm as he pushed the needle into her skin and administered the shot to help fight the illness that consumed her body.

Daryl stood frozen at Bonnie's side. He understood that people were dying, and as selfish as it sounded he did not care for the others. Though once his eyes layed on Bonnie's weak and frail body, he cared.

He seen a relatively small puddle of blood beside her and the tubes in her throat that helped her breath caused his own breath to hitch and he left the cell.

He did not know what he was feeling but it scared him.

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