RE-WRITING! Guardian Angel. (A Walking Dead/Daryl Dixon Fan Fiction)

Chapter 73.

Okay guys, so I know I skip out a whole lot but that's only because I find it harder to write it Daryl's POV so I'm trying to do that as least as possible so please don't hate! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Don't for get to vote and comment! Loves ya!!!😍

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My eyes slowly opened, I tried to speak but only a groan left my lips before my eyes fluttered closed again. I was aching, everything hurt. My head, my eyes, my body. Everything felt sore. I heard a woman's voice before the sound of a door opening and closing. The bed then dipped beside me and someone took my hand.

"Pipe?" A familiar voice called. "Piper, come on, open your eyes, please." Beth pleaded. I forced my eyelids up and came face to face with her. I instantly noticed the cuts on her cheek and forehead and the pair of nurse overalls she had on but ignored them for now and smiled up at her, lifting my hand to her cheek.

"Beth, you're alright." I exclaimed. She smiled down at me and nodded.

"So are you." She retorted. I scoffed and dropped my hand before slowly pushing myself into a sitting position, groaning as I did so. Beth helped me, placing her hand onto my back. "Careful, doc says you gotta rest." She told me. I leant over and kissed her cheek.

"I'm so glad you okay." I breathed out. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." I admitted. She wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me, I bit my tongue, trying to hold back the pained groan. I hugged back before gasping. Beth pulled away, frowning at me. "I found him Beth, Daryl, I found him." I told her. She smiled widely.

"He was a mess Piper." She then told me. "He cried so much because he thought he'd never see you again." She explained. I looked down as she smiled. "But he did, he found you and now your gonna be fine because he's gonna come save you, like he saved me." She beamed. I looked up and her, nodding in agreement.

"I'm guessing he's not here then." I sighed. Beth shook her head.

"It was just you they brought in, said you got hit by a car." She said with a shrug.

"Yeah." I trailed.

"Pipe, what happened to you leg?" She then asked. "Doc told me he had to stitch up a wound on you leg that had reopened on impact, what was it?" I slowly pulled the blanket off my sore leg, revealing a bandage which blood a seeped through.

"Back at the prison, I was shot by one of the governor's men, but Tyreese saved me, he got me out." I told her. "After we met up with Carol, she tried her best to stop any infections but told me my leg wouldn't heal back to the way it was." I explained. She nodded and pulled the blanket back over me before standing up. "I was out there, in the city, with Daryl, we came looking for you, I don't know what happened after the accident, but he was with a boy, one that knew you." Beth frowned at me.

"Noah?" She asked.

"He's around you aged, dark skinned tall guy." I explained.

"Yeah, that's Noah!" Beth exclaimed.

"He was gonna help us to find you." I told her. She nodded and smiled at me. "But then everything happened and um, here I am." I sighed.

"You should rest, if I know Daryl he's gonna come looking for you and you need to be fit enough to run if need be." She explained. I nodded before slowly lying down again. She sent one last smile my way before exiting the room. I let my eyes slowly close again as I fell into a slumber, feeling happy that I finally had my cousin back.

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I woke up a little while later, finding a man in a doctors jacket fiddling with the drip attached to my arm. I slowly sat up, causing the man to look over at me.