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Maggie's Nightmare

Maggie's Nightmare: Chapter Ten - Part Two

Hey Everyone!

Sorry it took me a couple of days to get Part Two up. Have a busy weekend this weekend. But, I figured I could at least get this next part of the story up in the meantime.

As always, thank you for reading and following along with this story - you know I appreciate you all :-D And, a Special Thank you to The Undead for commenting on the last chapter - you rock! I absolutely love to get feedback, so thank you, thank you, thank you!

Now, back to our story ... By the way, I had to split up this chapter into three parts, since it was so long. I've got Part Two posted below and Part Three should be up within the next day or so.


Glenn’s POV – about 6 months after Woodbury (cont’d)

“Haven’t heard any more gunfire, so I think we’re in the clear. Let’s continue towards the highway, but keep yer eyes and ears open. Can’t be too careful.”

“Sounds good, Daryl. I’ll be right behind you.”

As we got closer to the road, I heard a blood curdling shriek coming from the direction of the highway. Daryl and I both stopped in dead in our tracks. Then, there was another scream. I couldn’t make out everything that she was saying, but I could recognize a few words that she repeated over and over again – ‘Help! Please!’

My heart sank.

Daryl obviously also heard her scream for help too. He knelt down on the ground and motioned for me to come over to him. I knelt down beside him so we could discuss what to do next.

“You heard that?”

“Yep. Sounded like she’s in real trouble.”

“Could be walkers.”

“Probably.” I said calmly although my nerves were completely shot. Even though I had seen dozens, maybe hundreds, of people killed by walkers … the screams of the victims never get any easier to hear.

Then, we heard it again; the screaming. I still couldn’t make out what she was saying, but the words help, help me and no were loud and clear.

“Jesus Christ. We gotta at least check it out and see what the hell is going on. Maybe we can help?”

Daryl was obviously just as concerned by the screams as I was.

“What do you want to do?”

“Let’s first figure out what the hell is going here. Let’s walk up to the ridge over there. We’ve got high ground; so the view shouldn’t be obstructed.”

“Then, what?

“Well, if its walkers at least we can see how many and in what direction they’re heading. Right?”
“If they’re heading in the direction of the trucks, what then?”

“Well, then we pick up the pace and double time it back to the trucks to make it there before they do.”

I nodded and Daryl and I jogged quietly up to the edge of the ridge and looked down to the highway to see what the hell was going on.


We made our way up to the top of the ridge as quickly as we could, briskly jogging through the brush and branches. I couldn’t hear the screams anymore, which wasn’t a good sign. But, if there was a herd of walkers around, it was always best to at least know where they were and what direction they were going. So, we continued until Daryl found a small clearing and we were able to see what the hell was going on.

“Jesus Christ!” Daryl ran his hand through his hair.

Although the trees and brush made it a little hard to see everything, one thing was clear – the woman’s screams weren’t from walkers; they were from men.

“Oh, man … we gotta help her.”

“No shit, Glenn. Jus give me a minute.” Daryl looked on and started to think about our plan of attack.

My blood started to boil as I looked down at the scene unfolding down the hill. Several of the men were standing around a car, and there was a younger woman leaning against the car. She looked disheveled and she wasn’t screaming now, but appeared to still be crying. Her top was off, and she was just in jeans, boots and a bra. Made me think of Maggie, and what that son of a bitch did to her.

“Come on Daryl, we can’t wait too much longer. Who knows what they’ll do to her.”

I could feel my face flush, the heat radiate off my skin. As every moment passed, I became more and more enraged. All I could think about was Maggie. I just kept seeing her face, and that sick fuck’s face … I wanted revenge.

And, then I felt Daryl grab onto the back collar of my jacket and pull me down to the ground.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doin?”

I hadn’t noticed, but I had started off down the hill without Daryl. I wasn’t thinking straight.

“I …uh …sorry. I just … I don’t know what I was thinking.”

I continued to lose myself in the hate that I had buried down for so many months now; not letting anyone know what had happened. It had been eating me alive inside, but I couldn’t let anyone know – not even Maggie knew how much this ate at me.

I could feel my head was foggy. I tried to sober up from the rage I was feeling; it was just another reminder of what this world had been reduced to and what atrocities men were capable of sometimes. Thoughts of Maggie went through my head, and how I wasn’t there to help her. But, I would help this woman.

“Let’s just hurry the fuck up before anything else happens, alright?” I snapped at Daryl.

“Alright. Just calm down. We gotta do this right, or we’re just gonna get ourselves killed. Okay? We’re not gonna be any good to her dead.”

“Okay … I know … you’re right.” I tried to calm myself down, so I could get my head on straight.
“Looks like there’s at least 6 or 7 of em, so we’re gonna have to work fast and accurate. Can’t afford a gun shoot out; it’s gonna attract walkers. So, we gotta get in and get out.”

“Right.” I nodded. I took in several deep breaths and listened to Daryl as he explained the plan.

“Let’s get about half way down the hill; no way there gonna see or hear us from there. I’ll take out the man closest to her; give her a chance to run. Then, from that moment on, the element of surprise is gone, so we’re gonna have to take down as many of these fuckers as quickly as possible before they get a chance to get a lock on our position.”

“Got it.” I nodded and looked over at Daryl. We didn’t need to say anything, but I knew we were on the same page. He was just as enraged as me, and he certainly wasn’t going to let these animals do anything to this woman. We would save her; I knew it.

Daryl started down the hill, and I followed closely behind him. We got about half way down the hill and Daryl stopped.

“Alright, this is good. Take a quick look at them, see if you can count how many of them are armed and with what exactly.”

We stood there for a moment and discussed the weapons we each counted. One semi-automatic on the side of the guy who appeared to be in charge and the rest must be carrying hand guns or pistols. We didn’t see any other larger guns; at least not on them. That’s not to say that they didn’t have them in their trucks.

However, at closer inspection we noticed the front window of the car and driver’s side window had been shot out. Looks like they ran the car off the road and shot the driver. Looked to be a man in the front seat, and he wasn’t moving. The woman had been pulled from the car, partially undressed with her arms tied behind her back. She had since slumped down into a crouching position while the men ransacked her car taking all of her supplies.

“Alright, bring her here.” The man with the semi-automatic gun yelled to one of the men.

The man he yelled to retrieve the woman walked over to her and crouched down beside her. He seemed to be talking to her – closely. I could only see him from behind; looked to be a younger guy with blond hair. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but then we heard her yelp … he had pulled her up to her feet by grabbing a fist full of her hair and then he threw her back into the side of the car. She began to whimper a bit, while the man leaned into her and began to touch her body.

“That’s enough, Nick! They’ll be plenty of time for that later. Now get her ass over to the truck!”

Daryl and I looked at each other and he raised his crossbow, putting his sights on the guy called Nick that now had a hold of the woman.

“I’m gonna put bolt into the back of this fuckers head. Then, you set your sights on that piece of shit with the gun.”

We both pulled our weapons up and took aim.

It seemed like ages went by, although only seconds had. Daryl still hadn’t taken the shot. I looked over at him and I could see that he was holding his crossbow so tight that his knuckles had turned white. His arms were shaking and beads of sweat formed on his brow.

“The hell, Daryl? Take the shot already …”

He shook his head and took aim again.

“It’s that little shit head, Nick! I knew I shoulda killed his ass when I had a chance.”

Wha …?” I asked.

But, before I could get the word out of my mouth to question him about “Nick,”, Daryl let his bolt fly. The bolt completely missed the guy they called Nick, but hit another taller man that had been standing right next to him. The taller guy walked in front of him and right into the bolt … caught it right in the side of his face. He was going to die anyways, but I thought it was kind of ironic that he literally walked right into it! He fell over face first into the ground.

The men all started to yell and I could see them all pulling out their guns and pointing them into the forest in our direction.

“Now Glenn!” Daryl hissed and started to jog down the hill.

I followed behind him and fired off several shots. Killing two of the men instantly. The first shot I got off hit a younger guy wearing black military style camo pants, black boots, with dark brown hair, and a goatee. His arms almost looked black they were so covered in tattoos. The first bullet ripped through his arm; taking off a piece of flesh from his tattooed right arm. His body flew back and before he could reach for the pistol at his side, the second bullet he took to the chest.

The second guy looked to be about Daryl’s age, wearing the same black camo pants and boots, and I only needed one shot to take him down. I took cover for a moment from the hail storm of bullets flying our way, and peered out. I could see the man clearly; he was shooting in my direction and had taken cover in between the woman’s car and another truck. I took my aim and for a moment … it almost looked like he was looking right at me. It was fucking eerie. But, he couldn’t see me; I knew that. It was just my mind playing tricks on me with all this adrenaline pumping through my veins. I took a deep breath and fired; the bullet went in through his left eye splattering his brains all over the truck behind him.

My eyes trailed in front of me and I could see Daryl was taking cover behind a tree and had made it all the way to the edge of the forest. Daryl had killed another one of the men, who laid face down in the pavement with an arrow sticking out of the back of his head.

By now, we had killed four of the men and the remaining three men were on the move with the woman in tow. The leader of the group, or so we assumed, had already made it back to one of their vehicles and backed the truck up to the remaining two men.

Then, Daryl took another shot. Landed right in the back right shoulder of this fucking Nick guy, and he fell forward a bit, stumbling to the ground and bringing the woman he had been dragging along side him to the ground as well. With his right arm and hand immobile, he tried to grab the woman with his left hand to get her into the back of the truck. But, thank God, she still had strength enough to struggle against him. I continued my cover fire, pressing the men to leave. Since he couldn’t get her into the back of the truck, he plowed his left fist into the side of her face and she fell backwards hitting the back of her head on the ground. She laid limp and motionless on the pavement of the road. I started to run towards the truck and the woman, and continued firing my gun until it was empty and then reached for my second gun that was tucked into the back of my pants.

Nick had been severely wounded by the arrow to his shoulder and possibly his chest, so he struggled to get up. The leader who had driven the truck over to get them honked the horn and yelled for them to hurry the hell up. I took cover behind the woman’s car, while the other unwounded man hopped down out of the back of the truck and tried to Nick into the truck. As he tried to jump in himself, I laid fired off several shots at the men and at the tires of the truck. It looked like I caught the one unwounded guy right in the stomach. I could see him fly back into the bed of the truck; his hand clutching his side. I may not have killed him instantly, but he would be dead soon either way.

The man who was driving the truck fired a few shots back towards our direction before speeding off.

I just stood there and watched for a moment as three of the men got away. Two of them were wounded, but they still got away.

Then, I realized I hadn’t heard from Daryl. I looked back and could see what the hell happened to him and saw that he had his hands full with several walkers that had descended upon the scene due to the noise out gun shoot out had already attracted. Daryl had already taken down 8 of the walkers and they laid scattered at the edge of the trees. It looked like the walkers had come down the hill and from the forest as they were mostly scattered along the edge of the tree line.

Daryl took out another two walkers and I killed the remaining two, walking over and plunging my knife into both their skulls. They smelled like death, as I wiped the dead blood from my knife onto my pant leg.

Daryl and I just stood there in silence for a moment; taking in the bodies that had stacked up around us.

“Ya alright?” Daryl exhaled deeply.

"Yeah … you?”

Daryl nodded and wiped the sweat from his brow. Then, he looked over to woman and did a quick nod in her direction. I followed his lead and walked back over to the woman who was still on the ground and did not appear to be moving. Her body laid contorted on the ground, having fallen back onto her arms that had been tied behind her. As we got closer, I called out to her to see if I could rouse her.


I walked up to her to see if she was still alive and could see her chest was moving, so she was definitely still breathing. We slowly rolled her over a bit to see what the back of her head looked like, and could see her hair was bloody and matted; there appeared to be a wound. Daryl inspected it further.

“She’ll live.” Daryl quietly noted. He patted me on the back and stood up."But, we're gonna need to get the hell outta here before they come back or any more walkers find their way here."

"Alright." I agreed with Daryl, we needed to get out of there and soon.

I took in the moment; we saved her. I let my head fall down towards my chest and sighed with relief. And, I was grateful for that we were able to stop those men before they did any more damage; well, at least to her. I didn't know who the man was in the car, but he was dead. I looked over and saw Daryl put a bolt into his forehead, retrieve it and put it back in this pack.

As he walked around and picked up the rest of his bolts, I focused on freeing her. And, although I couldn’t offer her the life she had been living; we could offer her safety. So, I reached for my hunting knife to cut her hands free and then we could get back on the road ... and I could get back to the prison and back into Maggie’s arms.



So, let me know what you think so far :)

Daryl and Glenn have run across some pretty evil guys, and it seems that Daryl recognized one of the guys - Nick. I will touch on his relationship to the Daryl, Beth and the rest of the survivors briefly in the next chapter and more in depth in my Daryl-Beth fanfic that should be ready to launch next week!

So, let me know what you think... like it, love it, hate it - I love to hear from you all. So, make sure to leave a comment on your way out and rate the story if you haven't had a chance yet - I would appreciate it :-D

And, as I mentioned above ... stay tuned Chapter Ten: Part Three should be up in the next day or two!!



oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16

oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16

This story is really good!!! I read My Guardian and I could not stop. I love Bethyl and Maggie and Glenn. I really hope you add to both stories...... I really cannot stop reading them.

Bethyl333 Bethyl333

This story is amazing! I love the way you're having The Governor be more like he was in the comics... poor Maggie! I also like that while this is mainly about Maggie and The Governor, you've put some Bethyl in there. Can't wait for the next chapter!

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haha thanks:')

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