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Judith was sick. They had to make it back to the Prison. They finally found the Medicine but he remembered something else... Screaming. Gunshots. A knife in his side... He could hear his heart beating and felt a body beside him. Beth was stroking soothingly his hair as his blood soaked in the car seat. "We almost made it. Hold on." She stroke his cheeks gently with her hand and he was almost relaxed. Then whiteness blinded him for a second. "Drive faster, Glenn." Beth said. His Head was on her lap. His body hurt. His side burned. "I'm trying. We almost run out of gas." Maggie looked worried to him, gave her Shirt over to Beth. "Put this on his wound. He can't lose more blood." Beth pressed the cloth roughly at his side and Daryl hissed. "I'm sorry." She said with Tears on her Cheeks. Judith was sick. He tried to spot his backpack. Had they forgotten the medication? "Where's the ... Bag?" He managed to gaps out. Blood soaked already the Shirt. "In the trunk of the car. She's goanna be alright." He felt hands again. "You'll be fine too. Just hold on" Hands stroking him again. The Car rumbled, came to a halting stop. "Shit." Glenn cursed.
Maggie looked worried at Glenn, not knowing what to do. He gave her his Jacket in an attempt to keep her warm. Snow made their way even difficulter and again he coursed the Winter. If the nights hadn't been that Cold, Judith would not be sick. "We need to walk. Come." It was difficult to get him out of the car. Daryl almost blacked out. He would have fallen to the ground if Beth hadn't caught him in time. "I've got you." She said in a teary voice. "How long will it be to the prison?" she asked her sister. Maggie looked as desperate as she. "Might be three Miles on foot from here." Glenn opened the trunk, took the Backpack out of there. Another walker stumbled out of the woods, a few meters in front of them. Glenn shot it through it's brain. Beth and Maggie helped Daryl to stand up, both one arm her shoulder. "He won't make it in his condition. He barley made it out of the car." Glenn looked at Daryl who almost passed out. They needed to keep him conscious. He took a step towards his friend, searching for a sign of awareness. "Daryl." he tried. No reaction. Glenn slapped him across his cheek. "Daryl. Stay with us man!" Daryl's head spun and glazed eyes looked at him. "You need to stay awake." Maggie said beside him. "I fucking am awake." He grumbled and if their Situation wasn't so bad Glenn might have grinned at his reaction. "Can you walk?" Glenn urged, Daryl disoriented as if he haven't even known he was there. He grunted. "Yes." His head upright, but his eyes haf closed, his arm over Maggie and she bound the Shirt as an bandage over his body. "Then fucking walk." he urged. They stumbled their way, blood leaving tracks and Glenn killed walkers silently with his Knife. If more came across and they smelled his blood they all where fucked . Beth comforted Daryl, urged him to move faster, to hold on. Glenn searched in the Backpack for fresh bandages, handed them over to Maggie while she changed the Improvised cloth. After Daryl stumbled and almost fell, Glenn heard her calling out for him. "He won't make it like that." Maggie said, her voice deepened so he couldn't hear them. Glenn knew the wound was deep. She was right. It was a wonder that Daryl could move at all. Glenn looked gently at Maggie, giving her his gun. "I am going ahead." Glenn said finally. "I'm trying to get the RV. You stay here. I am right back."