; not giving up

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docalcx:

It wasn’t often the Hilltop needed more people than just Doctor Carson to deal with medical things, but when the Alexandrians arrived, Carson asked if he could help out. Alex had always been more comfortable with the mental and emotional dealings of the medical world, it was why he was a Psychologist and not a Doctor. But he could play nurse if he needed to. The last thing he wanted was any of these people to leave here worse than they came.

                    Or worse, for this woman to lose her baby– the world needed babies now more than ever. Not to make sure they survived as a race, but because babies brought about hope. That was something the world needed a lot of now-a-days.

         He looked down at the woman as she spoke and glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall of the tent, “It’s late. You’re group has been here for a couple hours.” That was more likely what she wanted to know, right?

“I’m Alex, by the way. I’m helping out Doctor Carson while he stepped out to run some tests to make sure you and that baby are doing ok.” He turned and looked through a cabinet, “how are you feeling? Still in pain, or has that subsided at all? We gave you something to get your fever down, which is looking good, but we wanted to wait to see if you’d need something for the pain…”

Maggie was honestly relieved to hear that she hadnt been out too long, as she nodded. Things had been disastrous enough as t was, her family needed her and she could help no one assed out on a hospital bed.

She nodded listening to what the man had to say, he clearly knew what he was talking about at least. t would have been horrid for them to come all ths way for the hilltops medical team to be just as they were back home “nice to meet you Alex,” she responded “m Magge,” Her voice was quite, sore from the crying hours earlier that day.  

“ is the baby okay?” She asked worry clear to anyone. “the pains still there, but it's not as bad as earlier,” 

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nowthearcher:

Daryl couldn’t be sure how long he’d even sat there, next to Maggie’s bed. He supposed it was sometime after the doctor had told him to rest and certainly only a little while after he left the Dixon to his own devices. Which meant with a hiss and the familiar pain, he sat up and eventually left the bed. He had walked around awhile, until he made a choice that he thought he ought to have made already. He had nodded off while she slept, he blinked several times as the light noise of her hoarse voice caused him to stir back to consciousness. For a moment, he thought she was someone else and breathed a name that was barely audible. A nightmare, he thought again, as he cleared his throat.

“Mm, s’mornin’. Early.” That was his best effort, he wasn’t ever sure what time it was. What day, what month. The construct didn’t even exist anymore. “How you feelin’?” He added as he gave her a glance over.

To see Daryl sat beside her was incredibly comforting, even though she had been n incredible an when Negan had had the group lined up, she was still able to see just how much the elder man had suffered. He'd been sleeping she realised all too late after waking him, Still t was better for him to be t red than dead she realised. The fact that she could have lost any of her family horrifyingly true to her, as Abe's death seemed to hang in the air. Maggie and Daryl had been through a lot together, whether t have been on runs or how he had looked 

The woman nodded before raising an eyebrow at the other “ve been better,” She admitted, wishing for ths whole ordeal to finish so that the group could go back home and sleep n her own bed. “but i could be much worse,” She tried her best to stay optimistic, even now. “Shouldn't you be lying down? last thing i heard you'd been shot,”

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glcnnrhcc:

Glenn practically jumped out of his chair when he heard Maggie speak, only half gathering what she said, mostly he was just glad to hear her voice. “It’s uh…” He looked around blankly, and registered what she had asked, “oh…” his hands clutched through his pockets pulling the pocket watch he never let go of out looking at it, “it’s almost three. You should go back to sleep.” Had she even really been sleeping, or was she just out? He didn’t know if he wanted to know. Dr. Carson didn’t seem bothered when he’d checked her over, but he was still trying to find out what was wrong with her. 

“How are you feeling?” He asked leaning against the edge of the bed, and grasping her hand. “You look better…” Thankfully. She’d look like she’d been on the edge of death when he’d been dragged out of that trailer. “Do you want me to get Carson?”

Magge let her eyes linger on her husband, breathing the fact that he was safe, he was here. A small smile playing on her ls when she saw her father's watch, though that went away again when she heard the time. “You should get some rest too,” She returned. Turning to her side slightly, knowing that he was just as worried for her as she was as him, but they were okay for the most part, deste whatever has been wrong with her, Sasha and Rosita were much worse  “sbeen a long day for everyone,”

She let herself breath for a moment, a hand straying to where the baby should have been resting n her stomach. “m tred, and it hurts, but im gonna be fine” She admitted, unsure of what to make of everything. “ isn't it a bit early..” The last thing she wanted was to cause more trouble.

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The first thing Maggie felt when she awoke in the infirmary at hilltop was what could only be described as a strange mix of and, fatigue and guilt. Her head was pounding along with a stomach as she rayed the baby was okay. f they weren't then all ths would have been for nothing  after all it had been her fault hadn't it? Abe had died to get her here. Her head was far too cloudy however to let herself form any coherent thoughts, Gregory's work she assumed as she sat up, turning to closest person in the room.

“Hey,” her voice is quiet as she speaks, brushing a hand over her newly cut hair. “what time is it?”

[walkingdeaths]

[hypernovadust]

MBTI + The Walking Dead: Maggie Greene  → ESFJ (The Caregiver)

I’m not giving up. But I need your help. ‘Cause I can’t do it by myself. And even if I catch up to Bob, we can’t do it alone. I thought I couldn’t ask you to risk your life. But I can. 'Cause I know what you’d be risking it for. And it isn’t just Glenn. I get that you’re afraid.

insp.

[mikewheelers]