Haven (A Walking Dead fanfiction)

Chapter 15

I stare at the three of them, shock and confusion bubbling through me. Randall squirms on the ground, all of his restraints still intact. "What the hell is he doing here?" I ask emotionally. The others begin to gather around, drawn by the commotion. Daryl stands at my side protectively.

"He went to school with Maggie. He knows of her family, of the farm..."

"He knows where we are." I choke out. I run a hand through my hair anxiously.

"We couldn't just let him go knowing that he knew right where to bring his group once he found them." Shane explains.

"How didn't we know this before?" Andrea questions.

"There are a lot of questions still left unanswered. Questions that need to be answered before we can just let him go."

"Yeah well a tea party ain't gonna do it. I'll take care of this." Daryl says from beside me. He resituates his crossbow on his shoulder before charging across the lawn to where Randall lays in the dirt. He pulls his knife from his sheath, I almost scream out thinking he was going to kill him right here and now, but he cuts the rope from his ankles instead. He uncovers Randalls head and rips the Mp3 away from him, tossing it to Rick. "Let's go." He growls, yanking Randall to his feet. He shoves him towards the shed. "Walk." Randall does as he's told, but not quietly. He sobs and tries to scream for help through the cloth gag in his mouth. Daryl slaps him in the back of the head. "Shut up." Part of me wants to follow, hear what Randall has to say for himself, but I just can't bring myself to do it. Lori rushes to Rick and Shane stalks off without saying another word to anyone.

"You okay sweetie?" Maggie asks me kindly. I nod.

"Just can't wait for all of this to be over." I reply honestly, forcing a little smile. She rubs my back supportively.

"I can't even imagine honey. We're all here for you if you need anything."

"Thank you..." I force another awkward smile. "How's Beth doing?" I ask her trying to change the subject.

"Much better, thanks to you. If you hadn't warned me about Andrea we may have been to late." She says gratefully. I shrug modestly.

"I'm just glad she's gonna be okay." Maggie smiles.

"Me too. I'm gonna go make her something to eat, I'll be right inside if you need me." I thank her before she heads inside. I busy myself with chores around camp to try and keep my mind off whatever is going down in that shed with Daryl and Randall right now. I can't help but wonder if Randall will even still be alive when Daryl's down with him. I collect the dirty dishes before washing them in the assigned soapy bucket. Carol washes laundry in another bucket not far from me and Lori prepares the fire to cook. Rick, Glenn, and the others slowly join us around the main section of the camp.

"So what are you gonna do? I think we'd all feel a lot better if we knew the plan." Lori asks Rick.

"Is there a plan?" Andrea asks as she joins us.

"Are we gonna keep him here?" Glenn adds.

"We'll know soon enough." Rick answers calmly. Everyone gets quiet as Daryl approaches. His knuckles are busted and bloody and I know I'm not the only one that noticed.

"It's worse than we thought. Boy there's got a gang. At least 30 men, not 20 like we thought. They have heavy artillery and they ain't lookin' to make friends. They come through here, our boys will be dead...and our women....they're gonna...they're gonna wish that they were." He tells everyone.

"What did you do?" Carol asks. We were all wondering it, she's just the only one that had the guts to actually ask.

"Had a little chat." Daryl replies with a smug smirk.