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the whole situation was a damn mess. one he felt like him and rosita had seen coming for awhile, hence the precautions they had put in place to begin with. what moron had let them out? who in the gods mind thought that was a good frigging idea? it had caused nothing but chaos and now dwight was hurt because of it. sure, daryl had been there. sure, he’d seen the whole thing. how dwight had stepped out in front of her like that... how he’d taken the bullet for her. daryl wished he could have acted sooner and maybe none of them would have gotten hurt but he’d put a stop to jed before he could finish the job. hover over a guy when he was already down? the prick had it coming and daryl was happy to deliver an arrow straight through his head. it had been the perfect shot too. once things had become more settled and they’d managed to get the troublesome saviours locked up, he searched for rosita. he wanted to be there for her, it didn’t look like anyone else was going to be with dwight out of action. “hey.” his voice quiet when he found her. his crossbow still slung over his shoulder just in case. “how’s he doin’?”

And unlike the others, who are yelling and screaming for their loved ones, she can’t speak. Seconds pass, and she’s just as frozen as she was before. She feels gutted. Standing still turns into her falling to her knees, despondent. Tears rolling from her eyes, down to her cheeks. Unable to stop shaking, or crying.

the sudden movement startled him as he flicked his eyes open, hand snatching at his crossbow as he aimed it. however he soon found himself lowering his weapon when he saw it was laura, someone he considered a friend. daryl had only removed himself from everything once he knew that the people who had caused shit were locked up and that dwight was being taken care of.  “what the hell you doin’ here?” his tone hard but it had been a long night, his eyes heavy as they rested on her. least she’d missed all the shit and she’d been safe. although perhaps he could’ve done with having her around as he placed his crossbow back against the wall beside him, his head tilting up at her. “were right. ‘bout them causin’ shit.” he’d asked her and she’d called it, it was the exact same damn people she’d warned him about too. daryl didn’t know about what she’d heard but she figured she must have heard something if she’d made it this far into the sanctuary. bringing his legs up to his chest a little as he looked to her. 

Tragedy had struck them again. The moment he sees his fiance, he rushes into her arms, holding her close to him. Sighing, tears falling from his eyes. Terrified. “Our son...” 

The night had come, every window she looked out of was dark, and panic ran through her veins like a drug. Dwight had been shot, in Rosita’s defense. Riots broke out, and the first thing she did was run to their room. Finding Sidney there, she sighed deeply, slamming the door behind her and locking it. “Have you heard about everything that’s happened?” She said, her voice raised, fear clear on her face. “People are dead. We need to leave.”

She forgets about the blood on her hands.

what happened at the sanctuary was a long time coming and he had a feeling that the people who had been hurt by it were the ones who were with him. who had known that this shit storm was brewing -- people like rostia and dwight. it had settled now and the people who had picked jed’s side were locked up and this time they’d have to make sure it was for damn good. what idiot thought letting them out was a good idea anyways? daryl now had the time to check in on dwight, dragging the chair across the room quietly as he sat by his bed side. from the looks of things and what siddiq had said it seemed touch and go.. slumping his body into the chair as he looked across to dwight whom he presumed was still out of it. "you took the shot for her. saw the whole damn thing.” daryl was more muttering to himself, letting his body slouch over a little. him and dwight had there issues but he’d had no idea that daryl was there when he took the bullet for rosita. he’d no idea and he’d done it anyways. he’d stepped up for her and daryl wasn’t going to ignore that. hence why he was there in the first place.