A Complete Unknown | TWD

044: But Not Enough To Save You

He nodded, hopped over a bush and did as she said. It was tricky, with his right arm still being hindered by both his injury and his mind, but he got the knife into the walker's jaw, and it went still, the air silent as it's growls stopped.

"Not bad." Daryl pulled the knife out of the walker's jaw, wiping it on his pants and handing it back to Danny. "Stupid of you to run off, though."

Danny didn't say anything, as Rick glanced around for more walkers. 

"We're clear! Keep watch." He ordered, as Sami made his way over to the man upon the rock.

"It's alright, you can come down." He helped the man clad in a priest's uniform down off the rock, but the man's body was shaking horrifically. Danny took a step back, wondering if he made be sick.

He turned and puked all over the ground, and Carol, who was standing beside Danny, pinched his nose. 

"You're not doing the same." She muttered. 

Danny nodded, though his skin crawled. He wasn't near the puke. He didn't need to puke, despite the churning on his stomach now that he'd seen it. 

"Sorry." The man stood straighter, wiping his mouth and looking at them. "Thank you. I'm Gabriel."

"Do you have any weapons?" Rick questioned.

Gabriel chuckled, looking around for someone to laugh with, but then his smile dropped as he realized no one else was laughing. "Do I look like I have weapons?"

"We don't give two short and curlies what it looks like." 

Danny glanced behind himself to Abraham, the red-headed military guy. What the hell did that mean? It felt like the man was speaking an alien language.

"I have no weapons of any kind." He said, nervously, now. "The Word of God is the only protection I need."

Danny knew that word; God. He hadn't heard it in a while, though. "I didn't hear God tell the walkers to leave." 

Gabriel's eyes fell on him, a smile falling to his face. "I called for help. Help came."

Danny still thought there was a hole in the man's protection, as he put a hand over the Dog's collar to hold him in place again.

"Do you . . . have any food? Whatever I-I had left, it just hit the ground."

Carl reached into his bag, and pulled something out. "We've got some pecans."

Danny watched the strange nuts fall from Carl's hands and into Gabriel's thankful ones. He could remember the trees above him when he first saw them. He remembered Lizzie accidently hitting him in the face with the shell of one only a few nights ago.

Judith made quiet noise, pulling Danny back to the present, and he looked at her as Gabriel did the same thing. She was on Tyreese's shoulder, content. Alive.

"That's a beautiful child."

There was no response. 

"Do you have a camp?"

"No, do you?" Rick questioned. 

"I have a church."

"Hold your hands above your head."

Danny ignored the rest of it. There were enough of them to kill this guy if they had to. He instead turned to the dog, seeing blood covering his snout.

"We'll get you cleaned up when we find some water." He said to him, scratching his head.

The dog whined a little.

Gabriel led them through the woods and to his church, which he seemed both delighted and reluctant to do. Danny followed, along with everyone else, Apollo running ahead.