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Behind Blue Eyes

Prisoners

I was pissed as hell, Rick had told me to stay put so I could protect Beth, Carol and Lori. I wasn’t the only one who didn’t agree with his decision, Carl had to stay behind too for the same reason. Rick gave me the keys and I waited for the group to go. I closed the door behind them, as I was locking it I looked up and my eyes met Daryl’s.
Even though I knew he could take care of himself worry took over. He was also the kind of person to risk himself to help someone else.

“Be careful” I said to the group as my eyes never left Daryl’s. The group walked away and out of sight.
I hated that I was left behind, I turned around and looked at the rest while playing with the keys in my hands. Lori went back to her cell, Carol and Beth just stood in front of the door for a moment and Carl looked bumped. I walked towards the kid and softly tapped his sheriff’s hat.

“So, as soon as we clean up that big yard outside we have more than enough space to practice again, if you’re still interested.” Carl looked up at me and he had a huge smile on his face.
“Of course I am!” I smiled back at the boy and nodded.

“Good to hear” Carol and Beth went towards the cell Lori was in, probably checking up on her.
“Wanna play a game?” I asked Carl and he hesitantly nodded. I sat down with my legs crossed and pointed towards the spot in front of me. He sat down and I held my hands up letting the insides face upwards.

“Now let’s test your reflexes” I said with a playful smile.
“Hold your hands up with your palms facing down and try to hit my hands” Carl confidently puts his hands up and immediately tries to hit mine, but failed. It took Carl a few tries, but eventually hit me.

“Now it’s my turn” and we both flipped our hands. Within my first try I hit him and we turned our hands again.
“So, why are you being so distant with your mother?” he just shrugged and looked at our hands while we kept playing the game.
“You know she could really use your support right now. She’s gonna need you even more when the baby gets here” Carl kept quit, but I knew I asked hard questions since his enthusiasm went down.

“She needs your love Carl, especially now” I said in a soft tone. His hands went down and he looked to his lap.
“I’m scared” he said barely loud enough to hear. I scooted closer and wrapped my arms around his shoulders pulling him closer.
“I know you are, we all are. But everything is gonna be just fine” Carl soon wrapped his arms around my waist and we just sat there. I knew this must me hard on the little boy, his mother was carrying a baby and that was a dangerous thing in this world. I was thankful we found the prison in time, it gave me hope. Now only one thing scared me, will she make it through? I knew that must be on the mind of everyone, but nobody talked about it.

I had no idea for how long we sat there, when suddenly we heard a door open. We both jumped up hearing voices.
“Open the door! It’s Hershel!” I heard Rick scream and I immediately opened the door leaving the keys in the lock. It was instant chaos, Hershel laid on a rolling table clearly missing a piece of his leg and covered in blood.

The rest was all around him, also covered in blood. I stood still at the door, trying to wrap my head around what just happened. They all ran in the cell and I knew I wouldn’t be much help in an already overcrowded small space. T-Dogg stood next to me, I’ve seen everyone except Daryl. Where was he? I took a step so I could see the space next to the cellblocks and saw him standing there with one foot on the bench of a table aiming his crossbow at the entrance they just came out of.



“That’s far enough” I heard him say and I immediately grabbed my bow from my back.
“Cell block C. Cell 4, that’s mine Gringo. Let me in” I heard a strange voice say. I drew an arrow out of my quiver, ready to shoot if necessary.
“Today’s your lucky day, fellas. You’ve been pardoned by the State of Georgia. You’re free to go.” It was quiet for a moment and then I heard that voice again.
“What, you got going on in there?”

“It ain’t none of your concern” Daryl shot right back.
“Don’t be telling me what’s my concern” A different voice then spoke
“Chill man, Dude’s leg is messed up. Beside we’re free now. Why are we still in here?” I looked at T-Dogg and he was listening to the conversation.

“The man’s got a point” I heard Daryl respond.
“Yeah, and I gotta check on my old lady” another voice, so there are 3 men at least, I thought to myself.
“A group of civilians breaking into a prison you got no business being in. Got me thinking there ain’t no place for us to go” I took another step and I was now standing on the other side of the door, trying not to get seen by anyone.
“Why don’t you go find out?” Daryl spoke once again.

“Maybe we’ll just be going now” a fourth voice.
“Hey, we ain’t leaving” I heard the first voice say. I saw T-Dogg move quickly with a gun in his hand.
“You aren’t coming in either” while he spoke I came out of my hiding spot, my bow drawn.
“Hey, this is my house, my rules. I go where I damn well please” I looked at the man that was holding the gun.

“Are you deaf!?” I spoke harshly.
“You are not coming in” I said word for word. In the corner of my eye I saw Daryl look at me for a second before turning his attention back to the men. I looked at each one of them, so there were five. I looked at the man in the front, who was taking a leader role, probably because he had the gun. He was eyeing me up and down.

“Keep your eyes to yourself dirt bag, or you’ll lose one” I said aiming for his head.
“You’re way to cute to make threats like that sugar” I rolled my eyes and was ready to speak, but Daryl interrupted.
“I wouldn’t provoke her if I where you” and he took a small step closer also aiming for his head.
A discussion started between the two men and I just analyzed every prisoner in front of me. The one with the gun and the small dark one gave me a bad vibe, the one with the gun for obvious reason and the small one because he was being too quiet and I didn’t trust it.

“There ain’t nothing for you here. Why don’t you go back to your own sandbox?” I heard Daryl yell.
"Hey hey hey hey! Everyone relax, there’s no need for this” I heard Rick say and he stopped next to me with his machete in his hand.
“How many of you are in there?” the front man asked Rick.

“Too many for you to handle.” Rick said calm, but threatening.
“You guys rob a bank or something? Why don’t you take him to a hospital?” he asked. I shared a quick eye contact with Rick before turning my attention back to the men.
“How long have you been locked in that cafeteria?” Rick asked back.

“Going on like 10 months” he spoke, looking a bit confused at us.
“A riot broke out. Never seen anything like it” the largest of them all said.
“Attica on speed, man” a blonde shorter one said.
“We heard about dudes going cannibal, dying, coming back to life? Crazy” the short dark one spoke.

“One guard looked out for us, locked us up in the cafeteria. Told us to sit tight, threw me this piece, said he’d be right back.” The one with the gun said.
“Yeah and that was 292 days ago” the men in the back said.
“94 according to my calcula..” the blonde man said before getting interrupted

“Shut up!” it was quit for a moment.
“We were thinking that the army or the National Guard should be showing up any day now.” The one in the back spoke again.
“There is no army” I said stern, even though it hurt me to say.

“What do you mean?” one of them asked.
“There’s no government, no hospitals, no police. It’s all gone.” Rick answered calmly.
“For real?” the blonde one asked.

“I’m serious” Rick still calm.
“What about my mom?” the largest one asked sadly.
“My kids? And my old lady? Yo, you got a cell phone or something, that we can call our families?” Daryl moved a bit closer.

“You just don’t get it, do you?” he asked followed by Rick talking.
“No phones, no computers. As far as we can see, at least half the population has been wiped out. Probably more” Daryl lowered his bow a bit, but I refused even though the man in front of me lowered his gun. They all looked a bit in shock, I didn’t blame them, it was pretty heavy shit.

“Ain’t no way” the man in front of me said.
“See for yourself“ Rick said pointing his machete at the door. The men moved towards the door and T-Dogg and Rick were right behind them. I wanted to go, but was stopped by Daryl.

“Stay here” he said.
“Excuse me?” I looked at him while lowering my bow.
“We don’t know what these guys are capable of, you’re probably the first woman they’ve seen in a very long time” I shrugged.
“So what, last time I checked I threw you and your brother on the ground. I can handle myself” I said walking past him.
I heard him grunt and his footsteps were close to mine.

“Don’t leave my sight then” I nodded, that was an order I could live with. I felt Daryl’s body right behind me as we walked outside, I guess someone got protective. Even though I always hated to be controlled by someone, this time it felt good to know he felt the urge to protect me.
I felt the sun on my skin as I stepped outside and I had to agree with one of the prisoners that was stating how good the sun felt. I just looked around as the rest of them did too. I haven’t been outside since we fought our way into the prison and I was pretty impressed on seeing what we have done yesterday.

“You never said, how the hell did you get in here in the first place?” the small dark one ask.
“Cut a hole in that fence over there by the guard tower” Daryl simply said.
“That easy, huh?” he asked in return.
“Where there’s a will there’s a way” he responded in the same tone.

“Easy for you to say” he retorted back. Daryl had stopped right beside me and I must admit I liked him standing so close, as I still didn’t trust any of those men.
“So what is this, like a disease?” the biggest one asked after he poked a walker.
“Yeah, and we’re all infected” Rick answered.

“What do you mean infected? Like AIDS or something” the blonde one asked, out of all these guys I distrusted him the least, he seemed kinda decent.
“If I was to kill you, shoot an arrow in your chest, you’d come back as one of these things. It’s gonna happen to all of us” Daryl said and I noticed he took a little step forward, so I was standing in his shadow.

“Ain’t no way this Robin Hood cast is responsible for killing all these freaks. Must be 50 bodies out here” the one with the gun said before turning towards Rick.
“Where’d you come from?” he then asked.
“Atlanta” Rick simply answered.

“Where are you headed?” he asked while he took a few steps closer towards Rick. I tightend my grip on my bow, I surely as hell trusted him the least.
“For now, nowhere” Rick answered while he turned his body towards the guy. The guy nodded and started to look around. He pointed towards the fields as he spoke.
“I guess you can take that area down there near the water. Should be comfortable” and he looked back towards Rick.

“We’re using that field for crops” Rick said.
“We’ll help you move your gear out” he spoke ignoring Rick’s statement completely.
“That won’t be necessary. We took out these walkers. This prison is ours” I was getting a bit impatient with these guys.
“Slow down cowboy” and the small dark one stepped up saying

“You snatched the locks off our doors” I looked over towards the other prisoners, not wanting them to do to anything while we weren’t paying attention, but I kept listening to the conversation.
“We’ll give you new locks, if that’s how you want it” I tried my best not to let out a chuckle when Rick said that.
“This is our prison. We were here first” I slowly let my eyes go back towards the conversation.

“Locked in a broom closet? We took it, set you free. It’s ours, we spilled blood” I noticed Rick was starting to lose his patience too.
“We’re moving back into our cell block” the prisoner said.
“You’ll have to get your own” he said, clearly irritated by the stubbornness of the man in front of him.

“It is mine. I’ve still got personal artifacts in there. That’s about as mine as it gets” he said angrily as he pulled his gun. I immediately had my bow up aiming for his head.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Maybe let’s try to make this work out so everybody wins” the blonde one stepped in. The boys where all standing pretty close together, only Daryl and I kept our distance a bit.

“I don’t see that happening” he said still holding his gun.
“Neither do I” Rick agreed.
“I ain’t going back in that cafeteria for one more minute”
“There are other cell blocks” the blonde tried to reason with his inmate.
“You could leave” I said

“Try your luck out on the road” Daryl finished. It was quiet for a moment as the inmates all looked at each other.
“If these three pussies and a little girl can do all this, the least we can do is take out another cell block” the one with the gun said and the urge to shoot him on the spot grew as he insulted us.
“With what?” the big one asked.

“Atlanta there will spot us some real weapons. Won’t you boss?” he said as he looked back to Rick.
“How stocked is that cafeteria? It must have plenty of food. Five guys lasting almost a year?” Rick asked.
“It sure as hell don’t look like anybody’s been starving” Daryl added.

“There’s only a little left” the self-proclaimed leader said.
“We’ll take half” Rick said sternly.
“In exchange, we’ll help clear out a cell block” I was wondering how much a little was in their eyes, the group could really use some food right now.
“Didn’t you hear him? There’s only a little left” the small dark one spoke.
“Bet you got more food than you got choices. You pay, we’ll play. We’ll clear out a block for you, then you keep to it” Rick stated and the prisoner nodded

“Alright” Rick stepped forward as he continued to speak.
“Well, let’s be clear. If we see you out here anywhere near our people, if I so much as even catch a whiff of your scent. I will kill you” the two men looked at each other for a moment before the guy finally agreed.

“Deal”. I cautiously lowered my bow, I still wanted to be ready to show one of them if I had to. We all went back inside, the prisoners let the way back to the cafeteria. In front of me was T-Dogg and Rick and behind me of course Daryl.



As we walked through the halls I looked to the ground and saw all the dead walkers. I looked back up as soon as I saw red blood, fresh blood on the ground as I knew it had to be the spot Hershel got bitten. I saw the open doors of the cafeteria and we all went inside.
“Pantry’s back here” the man with the gun spoke.

“You never tried to break out of here?” T-Dogg asked as we all looked around. That’s when I tuned out, my eyes were drawn towards a pool of blood on the ground. In that pool was a severed leg, Hershel’s severed leg. I felt my stomach doing all sort of crazy things as I fought back the urge to puke, but still I couldn’t take my eyes of it.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and finally managed to turn my eyes away from the leg looking towards a concerned look from Daryl.

“I’m fine” I lied and I walked towards the pantry like the rest. As we walked towards the pantry, I could see a few things from a distance. But I was just as surprised as the rest of my group when I saw how many there was. Daryl went in first with his flashlight ready.
“This what you call a little bit of food?” he asked the leader.

“Goes fast” I let my eyes screen every box, can and bag I could lay my eyes on. I haven’t seen this much food in one place since this whole mess started.
“You can have a bag of corn, some tuna fish” he started to point towards some stuff in the pantry.
“We said half” Rick and I said in unison, we looked at each other for a second.

“That’s the deal” he finished as he started to look around.
“What’s in there?” he asked as he was about to open a door.
“Don’t open that” one of the inmates said, but Rick did it anyway.
He immediately closed it after the bad smell made him cough and gasp for fresh air. I heard the arrogant laugh of the leader and shot him a death glare.

“He wanted to know” he nonchalantly said to another inmate.
“Can’t wait for my own pot to piss in” the blonde said who was standing beside me.
I looked at him for a brief moment before stepping into the pantry and started to gather food with Daryl. We handed two boxes filled with cans to T-Dogg and two big bags to Rick. I bent down to grab another big bag and swung it on my shoulder after I had put away my bow.

The reason for me to carry one back was simple, I wanted one free hand so I could still hold my knife. I felt eyes burning on me and I turned around. I looked at the leader who was eyeing me up once again.
“Don’t make me warn you again, I’m even more dangerous with a knife!” I said threatening before leaving the pantry.

I heard him chuckle, but I chose to ignore him this time. We all walked back towards cellblock C, it felt good to finally have a decent amount of food again and I couldn’t help but smile a bit while we walked back towards our block.
“Food’s here” T-Dogg yelled as we walked in, I placed the bag on the ground and grabbed the bag of weapons that was in one of the cells and walked back towards Daryl and the inmates. I laid the weapons out on the table as Daryl stood beside me.

The inmates looked a bit confused and they all picked something and gave it a closer look. I took a step back and started to check if my weapons were in place. Knives.. check. Kunai.. check. Nun chuck.. check.
I looked to the side and the look Daryl gave me, told me he didn’t want me to come.
“I’m not staying behind again” I whispered to him.

Moments later Rick and T-Dogg joined us and we all looked towards the inmates who were still a bit confused by our weapon choices. The leader held out the crowbar in front of him as he looked towards us.
“Why do I need this, when I got this?” he asked while he once again pulled out the gun. I internally sighed, he really loves that gun.

“You don’t fire guns, not unless your back’s up against a wall. Noise attracts them. It really riles them up” Daryl simply explained.
“We’ll go in two by two. Except for Daryl, Kayleigh and T, you’ll run point. I’ll bring up the rear with you” Rick said while looking towards the small dark inmate.

“Stay tight, hold formation no matter how close the walkers get. Anyone breaks ranks, we could all go down. Anyone runs off, they could get mistaken for a walker, end up with an axe to the head.” Rick told everyone.
“And that’s where you aim. These things only go down with a head shot” the leader scoffed.
“Ain’t gotta tell us how to take out a man” he said while looking at the crowbar in his hands.
“They ain’t men, they’re something else” T-Dogg told them.
“Just remember, go for the brain” Rick added.

“Okay, one concern though.” The leader said while he looked at me.
“Is it really a good idea to take a girl on a man’s job?” he said while he had a vile grin on his face.
“This ‘girl’ can take you out without even breaking a sweat and before you can pull that little gun out of your pants” I said with an attitude. He looked unimpressed.
“Don’t worry about her, she’s been through worse” Rick said sternly and I thought I noticed a hint of pride in his tone. The inmates nodded and we all went towards the hallway. With Daryl, T-Dogg and myself leading the group.

Notes

Hey Guys! I'm back from camp and since it's Monday. It's time for a new chapter!
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Comments

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8/28/17