Author's Note: Alright everyone, this is a kind of a long one! It's going to take two parts to get through so bear with me. I promise to try to make it as good as possible! It took a lot for me to get this out today but I'm just as into it as everyone else and I was ready to see where it would take me! Loved all the great reviews for the last chapter, you guys ROCK! Enjoy!
Beth had never felt so scared in her life. Seeing the Governor's people take Daryl away had made her sick to her stomach and she fought off a wave of nausea. Keep it together!
She waited until fifteen minutes had passed before going in the direction they had left. She didn't want to run into any of them. If she was captured too, the others would never find them. No one but them knew the Governor was nearby so it was up to her. There were a few walkers milling about but because she was so small, she was able to run around them easily.
She stopped at the edge of the woods. The truck was gone. She could still see Daryl's bike sitting where they had left it only hours before. It seemed like a lifetime. She began to run, pushing herself even when she wanted to stop. Her body protested but all she could think of was Daryl. The quicker they found him, the better his chances of survival. She had no idea how big the Governor's new group was but she knew what he was capable of and that pushed her to run harder.
Tyreese and Sasha were sitting in the small guard shack playing cards. Neither one was really enthusiastic about it; it was just something to pass the time. Tyreese was casting occasional glances out the window that faced towards the road. There were two windows; one on each side.
"Gin!" Sasha cried. Apparently she was a little enthusiastic. This was the fourth time she had won.
His sister was very competitive. Their parents had always encouraged them to play sports and study hard. The sports stuck more than the studying.
It made Tyreese a little sad to think of their parents. They were good people. His Dad had worked hard every day of his life for his family and he had instilled that same sense of self into Tyreese as a teen. Their Dad had thankfully been gone a few years before all this had started. Their Mom had died only a year after and he was thankful they both passed peacefully. He always thought his Mom had died of a broken heart. His parents had always been so in love that they didn't know how to live apart.
Now, here they were in this zombie filled world, struggling to survive each day. Gone were the worries of bills, car repairs, jobs, and education. No, now you were schooled in a different way. You were schooled on how to kill zombies and how to survive.
Tyreese worried about his sister a lot. Ever since they had found out what the Governor had been up to he had been weary of being with a group. But Rick had taken them back, and now he was starting to seem normal. They were all so close here that it was like a big family. He was grateful for them.
"Ty?" Sasha spoke up. She sometimes called him that. It was a nickname from when they were kids before she had learned to say his whole name. She was looking out of the window.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. "What is it? Walkers? Do you see Daryl and Beth? I didn't hear the motorcycle." He said.
"No, it's not that. I see someone. At least I think it's someone. It's either human or zombies have taken up running." She said.
He crossed to the window to peer out with her. What the heck? He strode outside with Sasha following to get a better look.
"Oh my God, it's Beth!" Sasha finally cried. "Help me unlock the gate!"
"Wait, what if she's bit?" Tyreese asked.
"She's clearly not a walker Ty! She's running. Something's wrong! Help me!" She yelled.
They hurriedly unlocked the chains and opened the gate enough where Beth could run inside. Her chest was heaving and she was gulping in large amounts of air. Tyreese locked the gate back while Sasha put an arm around Beth.
"Beth? Are you hurt?" Sasha asked. Beth frantically shook her head no. "Where is Daryl?" Sasha whispered. She assumed the worst. Daryl was one of their best fighters. If he was gone, it would hurt their group.
Beth was shaking now and she still couldn't seem to catch her breath. "Oh Ty! She's hyperventilating! Call Hershel!" She forced Beth's head down to her knees and began speaking in soothing tones.
Tyreese grabbed the walkie talkie from his belt. It was one of their best finds yet. They only had two of them but since they ran off of batteries and had a two mile radius, they could use it as a means of communication in a time of emergency. Rick currently had the other one.
"Rick! Anyone! Pick up!" He yelled.
A few seconds later, Rick's voice came on the line. "Tyreese. What's going on?" He said.
"It's Beth. Bring Hershel and come quickly..." He paused. "She's alone."
Maggie heard Tyreese's voice come through Rick's walkie. They had been sitting around in administration in what was now referred to as their "common area". It was really just the area that had used to house the computers. They had removed all of those and kept a few tables and placed some chairs throughout. It was a sort of gathering place. The windows allowed them to see what was around them at all times. They even had a battery operated radio which they used to play books on tape from the library. It was their version of tv.
Maggie shot up out of her chair and Hershel struggled to his feet."Beth! Oh my God! What's happened to her?" She grabbed the walkie from Rick without thinking and yelled at Tyreese.
"Just come quick." Tyreese replied.
The others all stood up and rushed to the door and outside. In the distance, Maggie could see Sasha standing next to Beth, who was hunched over and appeared to be dry heaving.
Maggie was the first to arrive. "Beth!" She said and ran up to her sister. Her eyes scanned her up and down, checking for bites.
Other than blood, scratches, and dirt, she appeared to be fine.
"I think she's in a kind of shock." Sasha said. "She hasn't been able to get a word out since she came in."
Hershel was the last to arrive and after checking her up and down he confirmed she was going into shock. "Get her to the infirmary." He ordered.
"No! There's no time. Please forgive me Beth." Maggie said then she slapped Beth across the cheek.
Beth's moaned and her eyes focused on Maggie. "Maggie?" She croaked.
Beth felt Maggie's arms close around her. She didn't remember coming in the fence. Did I pass out? She looked around in a confused state and then her mind refocused. Daryl. The Governor.
"No!" She blurted and pushed Maggie away. Maggie looked hurt. "We have to save Daryl! It's the Governor! He's here!"
A stunned silence passed through the group. There were expressions of disbelief and terror.
"Did you say the Governor is behind this?" Rick said quietly. His voice was laced with anger.
"Yes! I mean, I didn't see him but I saw his man- Martinez. He was there and he talked about him. They had six people and we couldn't take them so Daryl offered himself. They think the rest of us are dead! Martinez said something about a hotel they are using as a camp about ten miles out. I don't know how many more people he has. We have to help him!" Beth yelled.
Rick was pacing, an expression of anger on his face. "Let's get a group together. Michonne, Tyreese, Sasha, be prepared to leave in ten." Rick stated.
"I'm coming with you." Beth said. Rick stared at her. "I will not stay behind." She swallowed hard. "I love him." She declared.
There were murmurs of surprise throughout the group. Michonne caught her gaze and smiled at her.
"Alright, focus! Sasha you stay here then. Beth, you can come. We need you to show us where they were so we can find them as soon as possible. It's getting dark real soon." Rick said.
"Rick, I'm coming too." Glenn spoke up.
"No. We need you here. Your feelings are too strong about this. We need you to have a clear head. The rest of the group needs you." Rick replied.
"Fine. I'll stay. I would love to kill that sucker for what he did! If you change your mind, you know where I am." Glenn said angrily. Maggie hugged him.
Rick nodded. "Alright. While we are gone, I need you all to stay together. Two of you can stand guard. Make sure you are armed. The rest of you, stay together. Keep your walkies on. Be prepared for anything."
"Let's go get Daryl." Rick stated.
Daryl came to and peered around him. He appeared to be in a hotel room. He didn't remember getting knocked out or how he ended up tied to this chair. Something flashed by his vision and pain exploded down his face. He merely grunted, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of seeing him hurt.
"Welcome back. I hear you're in quite a predicament. No group, no one to call for help." The Governor's voice spoke from beside him. He watched him come around and sit in a chair across from him.
"Fuck you." Daryl spat.
The Governor chuckled. "How does it feel to be all alone? To know that no matter how you scream no one will come for you?" He asked.
"I'll kill you." Daryl said.
"Oh? Like I killed your brother? What a change of heart he had trying to save you all. It's too bad he didn't make it to see your fate." Daryl strained against the ropes that binded him. "He never begged me though, even down to the end he was a ruthless bastard. How I hated to lose him. He would do anything I asked. Stuff the others never would, stuff like what he did to that Asian boy."
"Son of a bitch! Ya better hope you kill me because if you don't I will make ya beg for it." Daryl spoke in low tones. He glared at the Governor.
"Seems to me you're not in much of a position to do anything." The Governor mused. He stood up. "Leave him. Let him stew a bit. We'll see how long it takes him to beg. Gather the others; I need a word." He spoke to Martinez who glanced at Daryl then nodded and they walked out, shutting the door behind them.
Daryl's head ached. I hope Beth made it to the group.
Rick and the others had assembled their weapons quickly and Maggie and Glenn had seen them off at the gate.
Maggie had hugged Beth tightly. "Bring him back." She whispered through her tears and tried to smile. Beth hugged her back tightly and accepted that as Maggie's apology.
"We're both coming back. Don't worry Maggie. I can do this." Beth said to her. She climbed into the passenger seat next to Rick so that she could navigate.
It didn't take them long to find the place where she and Daryl had been only hours before. His bike was still resting in the same spot he had left it.
"After this, I'm not sure where to go. He said a hotel about ten miles away so I guess we just pick a direction and go for it?" She asked.
Rick thought for a few minutes.
"I've got an idea. Wait here." Michonne spoke up. She hopped out and ran down to a building.
Disappearing inside for a minute, they watched anxiously for her return. In what felt like hours but was really no more than a minute she came striding back to them. She had pamphlets in her hand. She climbed in and handed them to Rick.
"Here. That's all the hotels in the area." She said.
"How did you-" Rick began.
"Real estate office. They usually have that kind of stuff inside." She replied.
Rick spread out the brochures. There were four hotels in the area.
"Maybe we can tell by the pictures where they went. They probably want something that looks secure and not too small." Tyreese added. He and Michonne were peering over the seat to help look.
"What about that one?" Beth pointed at a Holiday Inn. "It's got a fenced area in the back and it's three stories. It's eight miles away too!"
Rick took the brochure and looked it over. After a minute he nodded. "Let's do it." He said.
It only took them a few minutes to find it. Rick stopped the truck a good block away and cut the engine. He looked through the binoculars and could see a man sitting on the roof that stuck out over the porch where you dropped off your luggage. He was looking down and didn't appear to be paying any attention to anything around him although he was armed.
"Shit. He's sleeping." Rick half laughed. "Some security."
"The Governor thinks we are all dead. He's not concerned about much security." Michonne added.
They quickly decided the best route of action was to split up. Tyreese and Beth were to drive the truck past at a high speed and make lots of noise to draw out the Governor's group. Michonne and Rick were then to sneak into the back and find Daryl. Tyreese and Beth were to circle around and hopefully lead the others on a wild goose chase and Michonne and Rick were to take
Daryl back to where they were now parked and wait for them to circle back.
"It could work." Tyreese said. "He won't be expecting it."
"I hope so. It's all we got right now." Rick said. "You ready?" He asked Michonne.
Michonne nodded. She was always ready.
"Wait for us to get up there by the corner. I'll signal and then take off. Swerve and spin tires. Whatever gets them out." Rick said and then they took off.
As soon as they reached the corner Rick looked back at Tyreese and raised his hand. He looked at Beth.
"You might want to buckle up." He said. She buckled quickly and he cranked the engine, revving it as loud as it would go.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Let's do it." She replied.