under the willow tree - glenn rhee

part 5

as marcella continued to walk, andrea called out "walker!" from her seat on the roof of the rv.

marcella jogged over, rick not far behind.

"just the one?" rick questioned.

andrea looked through her binoculars, frantically. "i bet i can nail it from here." she assured the group leader.

"wait, if it's just one then we should stab it, right? don't wanna draw attention with a gunshot." marcella tried to reason with the blonde who seemed to desperate to kill the walker her way.

"no. no! andrea, put the gun down." rick panicked as andrea lined up the shot.

marcella jogged over to her tent, grabbing her machete as more people gathered around with weapons.

"you'd best let us handle this."

"shane hold on, hershel wand to deal with walkers." rick tried to interject.

"what for, man? we've got it covered." shane dismissed him.

as shane, rick, marcella, t-dog and glenn ran toward the one walker, andrea stayed behind, still ignoring everyone's words as she lined up a shot.

the group stopped, rick aiming his gun until he realised it was daryl, not a walker.

"is that daryl?" glenn questioned.

"that's the third time you pointed that thing at my head. you gonna pull the trigger, or what?" everyone let out a breath as daryl spoke up, rick putting his gun down.

"we thought you were a walker, man." an out of breath marcella informed him, although just after she said this, a gunshot rang out and daryl fell to the ground.

andrea had shot him.

"no!" rick cried out, the small group gathering around daryl.

as rick and marcella knelt infront of the wounded man, marcella's scientist instincts came into play.

"she grazed his head, he's conscious, he'll be fine." marcella assured rick once she had checked his pulse and his wound. "we need to get him to hershel." she finished, beginning to lift him up.

rick and daryl carried the man through the field. the others right by their sides.

"oh my god! oh my god, is he dead?" andrea cried as her and dale ran towards the small group.

"unconscious, you grazed him." marcella informed her.

"look at him. what the hell happened? he's wearing ears." glenn panicked, marcella couldn't help but grab his hand in support. she wanted to be close to glenn and knew that he needed to be close to her in this panic, even if they weren't on good terms.