Daryl has gotten sick with fever, but he won't admit it and slow down until he just can't keep going, passing out and ending up bedridden, haunted by nightmares and trapped in deliriums about his past abuse while the reader tries to take care of him.(Or: Me indulging in how much I want to take care of Daryl, comfort him, and protect him from everything.) Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff...just my kind of things. Prison era. Inspired by a request.