He wasn't sure how it had happened, but before he had quite realised it, the idiot sheriff had him pinned to the ground and was cuffing his hands behind him. He'd expected the kick, and tensed when it came his way, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt, that he could breathe properly through it. Gasping for air, he watched as the imbecile walked off into the dark. He deserved it if he died. What sort of idiot tied up the only person who could help in a situation like this? What sort of fool beat the only one who had any chance of subduing the beast when it arrived back. But that was the police for you. They were idiots. Particularly this one.
"You are a fucking idiot," he snapped at him, flexing his wrists, testing the handcuffs, hoping against home that he'd been stupid with those too, that he had left one of them loose, enough to slip a hand out, but no. Annoyingly enough, he had actually been thorough about that. "Do you fucking hear me?" he yelled at him then, because he had watched as the boy, young as anything, died in the Sheriff's arms. "I hunt to save people. If you'd kept out of this, I'd have found him sooner, he'd be alive right now. I only just got here, I-"
And the old anger, the upset, the panic, the numbness that he'd felt when he had found his family dead, it spread over him in an icy wave that left him cursing angrily.
"Oh, I hear you," came a smooth voice from the doorway of the containment facility, and Daryl froze in his struggles. Never, not since the day they had died, had he ever been so vulnerable around one of their kind, and now, here this idiot had left him handcuffed on the floor. He'd never really wanted to kill a human before, but now was the time. Winded or no, Daryl moved quickly as he could, tucking his knees closer to his chest, enough that he could shift his weight forwards so that he was finally upright, then it was a small, teetering lack of balance, and he was on his feet.
"Get me out of these fucking cuffs," he hissed to the idiot, because surely, he must see what a hindrance he'd be in them. He must have some fucking humanity in him that wouldn't want to condemn a man to death. Unless he planned on shoving Daryl at the vampire long enough to make his own escape, but then, Daryl wouldn't be surprised at that. Not that it would help the Sheriff. The vampire would only come after him, too.