《Invincible Ones [A Walking Dead Story]》Chapter 4- Wat❓
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I went to my cell, change into a navy blue T-shirt and leggings and fall asleep the way a book falls off a shelve: first slowly, then all at once.
I woke up and Beth said that Glenn and Maggie went on a run to get some things for Judith.
I still stayed in bed, I'm so tired for some reason. "Wakey, Wakey, Ember." Daryl says at the doorway. I moan and bury my face into my pillow.
"I'm tirrrreeeeeeeeeed." I complain.
"Hey, it's not like you need your beauty sleep. That doesn't work." Daryl teases.
"Yeah, shush. I'm getting up." I mumble and Daryl leaves.
I get dressed in my usual wear and realize how unkempt my blond hair is. Meh, whatever.
I ate a granola bar for breakfast and everyone was worried about Maggie and Glenn, they haven't came back yet. I was at the fence, waiting for them to arrive.
"Rick!" I shout and I point to the fence where a woman was. She had a red basket in her hand. The woman collapses and Rick doesn't do anything, she was bleeding. Walkers go for her, but someone was gunning them down-it was Carl. I start gunning 'em down too.
"Carl, Ember!" Rick yells as Carl and I rush to open the gates.
We all brought the woman in and Hershel treats her gunshot wound.
"It's full of baby stuff..." I say as I rummage through the basket. I look up at Carl with wide eyes. "Why would she...?" I ask, my voice trailing off.
~a few hours later~
Rick interrogates her and walks out of the cell. "...Merle took Maggie and Glenn. He was with a man named The Governor..." Rick says and things go blurry. No...no. After five years Merle can't out of-the-blue be alive. That's impossible. I collapse to the ground and everything goes dark.
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Ember passes out and Daryl and I rush to her. "I got her." I tell Daryl and he nods. I gather her up in my arms and lay her down on her bed.
"My brother is alive?" Daryl says in disbelief.
"Uh, so alive Ember is in shock." Beth mumbles as she rushes to Ember's side.
"That's what the woman said." My dad says.
"Did you catch her name?" Carol asks my dad (Rick).
"She seemed to know who we are." My dad says vaguely. So I'm guessing she didn't tell him her name.
"We need to go get Maggie and Glenn." Hershel says.
"I need to talk to Merle." Daryl concludes and there was a shifty silence.
"Do you think that's a good idea?" My dad asks him.
Daryl's eyes harden. "He's my brother." He finalizes and walks out of the cell block.
"Umm...what about your unconscious little sister?" Beth yells after him and I try to hold in a smirk.
"Don't worry, he'll come around." I say and I sat down next to Beth. She was seventeen. "So, she just passed out? She'll wake up soon, right?" I ask Beth and she nods.
"Yeah, it was just too hard for her to take in. I've been in shock before, but in her case it's just that she's unconscious." Beth clarifies and I nod.
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