Daryl's pov
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A shot woke me from my sleep. I grabbed my cross bow and searched the room for answers. All I could see from my cot was Carl holding his crying sister, and sitting staring into nothing. I put my crossbow across my back and before I could rush off, I heard Naiomi.
"Wait! Help me up!" She said gesturing with her hand out towards me.
I helped her up and once she was up off my cot, she rubbed her lower back. It didn't register to me that she's gotta be hurtin' since she's been practically hospitalized for a bit.
I ran to Carl and saw blood everywhere. Rick was holding Lori and she was long gone.
"Did she-?" Naiomi barely whispered.
Carl nodded, and she took the baby. She walked off and sang to it, calming it down, but not taking any of the pressure off the situation. Now it just seemed like the pressure was silent and palpable.
I didn't dare take Rick or Carl away. They were planted firmly and unmoving. All I could do was show them world around them still had to move.
"Glen, get ready for a formula run in five." I said sternly.
He nodded and we both started getting ready to leave.
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