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The Bargaining Chip	By : ihatethesnow Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 3919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shannon woke up hours later. She was scared when she woke up in the dark infirmary, not knowing where she was. She was distressed when she realized that her right hand was handcuffed to the side of the gurney.
"Hi...Hi there." She heard a voice and almost screamed.
"It's okay. It's alright. My name is Carol. It looks like you've been through quite a bit. I'm so sorry this happened to you. What's your name?"
She was quiet for a few moments before saying "Shannon." Her tears came immediately and she started shaking and crying. "Please, I'm a good person. I'm not gonna hurt anyone. Please..."
"Shannon, honey, one of the men who took you in is, kind of...our leader here. He's a former cop. He wanted to keep you cuffed for everyone's safety."
The only sound in the room was Shannon's sobs. Carol was standing by her bed, and held her hand. "You're safe. You're safe now."
Carol called for Hershel, who gave Shannon a sedative. Beth came in and sat with Carol, keeping her company as they stayed with their new arrival.
In the morning, Rick was getting breakfast for the kids.
The larger Grimes family slowly got to the table, Rick, after not being able to sleep since Lori was taken, skipped breakfast to check on Shannon.
Hershel was already at her bedside, checking her wounds and taking her blood pressure. She was dehydrated and malnourished. Some of the wounds needed a deep cleaning, and Hershel agreed to let Shannon take a shower. She needed assistance, though, so he asked Carol to help, and after he left he sent in Beth and Sasha. Beth grabbed clean clothes for their new guest, as well as fresh towels. Rick, who looked at the small, extremely thin woman, thought she wasn't a threat and uncuffed her. Beth and Carol helped her sit up, and tried to look away at the dried blood and dirt that was on the sheet. The three women walked to the shower. In the room Shannon looked around before taking off her shirt and shorts. She kicked them aside, a reminder of her having to be all on her own for so long. Carol softly said "You take your time, and you let us know when to help." Shannon nodded, and happily stepped under the hot water. She watched as dirt, shit, and blood fell out of her hair, and meekly asked for the shampoo, which she was given right away. She washed her long, curly red hair, and tried to wash away the memory of what happened. Carol and Beth, who were standing on either side of her, making sure she doesn't fall over, gave her a washcloth and some body wash. She washed her own face, arms, and legs, but needed help to wash her back.
"This may hurt. I'm sorry, hon, but we've gotta get it clean." Carol said.
Shannon nodded, and squeezed the towel rack with one hand and Beth's hand with the other, before Carol said she was done.
"You're back's clean. The wounds look okay, and that's good news. My dad with patch them up for you and you can join us for breakfast." Beth told her.
Shannon nodded and asked for the cloth and more soap one more time. She washed her crotch, trying to get rid of every memory of every rape. Beth and Carol exchanged worried looks when they saw the condition of her back. After she rinsed off, the blonde handed her a towel, which she took with a smile. She dried herself, and before she put on her new clothes, Beth told her to wait, that her dad needs to check her out. Since the redhead was dressed in just a towel, she didn't want to walk around in front of everyone. Carol nodded, and stood in front of the shower room door, making sure nobody could see. After the four women were back in the infirmary, Hershel came in and put fresh medicine on her wounds, and invited her to meet everyone else.
"You must be hungry. Come with us." He said.
She didn't want to move. Shannon was frozen where she was standing, until Carol put her arm around her and said "It's okay, you're with friends now."
She escorted the redhead to the table, and said "Everyone, this is Shannon. She'll be living with us from now on. Shannon, this is Rick, Judy, Carl, Bobby and Alex, you've met Hershel, and Beth, that's Sasha, Daryl and his brother Merle. That's Morgan, he's another one of our doctors who helped you, that's Abe, Ty, Bob, and Noah. He's new here too. Now you're job is to sit down and eat. You need to get you strength back."
"You forgot about us, fucking bitch!" Shane yelled, which made an already nervous Shannon jump.
"That's okay, it's okay. That's Shane and Andrea up there. Andrea's pregnant and due any day now, and that's the only reason we're keeping them around. They're locked up...they're not any danger, I promise you."
Carol asked her to tell them about herself. She said she is 27 years old, and lost both her parents before this madness started. She went on a vacation to North Carolina by herself to take her mind off her divorce, and couldn't get home. She was on her own since this all began. She made it back to Atlanta, mainly by hitchhiking. She was ten miles away from her parents' home and was taken to a FEMA camp. She snuck out because she didn't trust them, and that's about it. She lived off the land, scrounged for food in homes, and made her own weapons, mainly long tree branches with the end carved into a spear.
"Whoa...how'd you learn how to do that?" asked Ty.
"The movie Braveheart." she chuckled, and everyone laughed.
"It's good to see you smile." said Abe.
"Thanks."
"Shannon...that's Irish, right?" asked Carol.
"Yes, my dad was Irish, my mom Scottish. I'd do anything for a Guinness and a soccer game."
Everyone laughed.
"It was pure luck that I found you guys. I saw this big building and thought it could be shelter. I saw someone, and waved for help. That's how I got here."
"We're all glad you're here. We're safe here. You're safe." Said Abe.
Shannon smiled and quickly finished the plate of food that was offered to her. After she finished, she said the men who took her promised to help her at first, then went had some weird code that if they said "claimed" about something, it was theirs.
"You said "claimed?" Merle asked.
Shannon nodded her head.
"They drive motorcycles?"
Shannon went pale and nodded quickly.
"Six men?"
Shannon started to cry.
"They have 'em. They have Lori, Michonne and Maggie."
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