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Daryl Dixon and Carol Peletier's parallel epic reunions
THE WALKING DEAD 5.01 "No Sanctuary"
DARYL DIXON - THE BOOK OF CAROL 2.04 "La Paradis Pour Toi"
A Cry of Hope: A Family's Journey from the Rubble to Rebuilding đ
A Cry of Hope: A Family's Journey from the Rubble to Rebuildi⌠Hani Yasser needs your support for "Save Hani and His Family: A Campaign to R
War is not just bombing and destruction; it devours our lives, strips us of safety, and takes away all our dreams. My name is Hani, a 26-year-old from Gaza. Despite all the destruction and loss, I still hold on to hope because it is the last thing I have. This is my story and the story of my family, torn apart by war but united by love and resilience. đą
Before the War: A Simple Life and Deferred Dreams
Before the war turned our lives into a nightmare, I was striving to achieve my dreams in social work after completing my university studies. I dreamed of contributing to improving people's lives in my community and serving the most vulnerable groups, but the lack of job opportunities in Gaza prevented me from realizing this dream. I had to work as a taxi driver đ to support my large family. It wasnât what I had planned, but it was the only way to provide for them.
We lived a in a small house in northern Gaza, trying to cope with daily difficulties, but we were together, and that was enough for us.
Then came the war, and it took everything. It turned our lives upside down, and my dreams became like scattered debris. đ
The War: When Dreams Turned to Ruin
In one moment, we lost everything. Our home was destroyed, and the car that was my livelihood was also wrecked. We fled to the south to escape the bombings, and a tattered tent became our shelter. We now live in a camp where the heat is unbearable , and diseases surround us from all sides. My children and younger siblings live in constant fear đ, deprived of education and safety. Their childhood was stolen from them, and their daily struggle is to find simple moments of joy in the midst of this destruction. đ
Despite all this suffering, hope still shines in our hearts. We believe that with your solidarity, we can rebuild our lives. đ
Human Solidarity: Hope in Difficult Times
Despite the distance, we received unexpected support from friends who didnât know us personally but felt our suffering. One sent us food aid đ, and another sent messages of support through social media. These messages and donations renewed hope in our hearts and made us believe that the world has not forgotten our humanity. đ
Even the support from the local community, though modest, gave us the strength to continue resisting. Some neighbors gave us what they could, offering food and medicine. That assistance was a silent message that solidarity between us can triumph over the horrors of war. đď¸
Hope for the Future
Hope is what keeps us alive in the hardest moments. One night, I received a message from my brother Salem, who lives in a camp in Greece. He said to me, "One day we will gather in a safe place, and we will live in peace." His words were a ray of light illuminating the dark nights. đ
My Family: Resilience in the Face of the Impossible
My Father Yasser (55 years old): He was the pillar of the family, but chronic illnesses have made him unable to work. His health deteriorates day by day, but having him with us is a blessing we cling to. đ
My Mother Manal (50 years old): She suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure. Despite needing constant care, her strong will is our source of strength. đŞ
My Brother Salem (27 years old): He studied electrical engineering, but had to work as a laborer in a plumbing tools factory. He suffered a severe foot injury, leading to a 70% disability. He decided to leave Gaza in search of treatment and work, and now lives in a camp in Greece. đ
My Sister Safaa (23 years old): She is the daily support of the family, working hard to provide food and water for us. đ§đĽ
Ibrahim (15 years old): A young boy with a big heart, trying to smile despite all the tough circumstances. đ
Nasser (7 years old), Baraâa (5 years old), and Adam (3 years old): These children have never known a true childhood, but they try to find simple moments of joy amidst the destruction. Every day they lose a part of their innocence due to the constant fear of bombings and disease. đ˘
Our Daily Conditions: Between Poverty and Suffering
Each day in the camp presents a new challenge. We live in a small, dilapidated tent, and suffer from a lack of clean water đ§ and food. Medicines are expensive, and food is scarce. My children can't go to school due to a lack of resources đ, which increases our psychological suffering. Despite all of this, we try to maintain our spirit and resilience, believing that change is possible with your support. đą
Our Campaign Goals: An Urgent Call to Rebuild Our Lives
We now live beneath the rubble, and our goal is to secure the essentials to rebuild our lives:
1. Secure permanent shelter for the family: Build a stable tent to protect my family from the harsh conditions. đĄ
2. Provide medical treatment for my mother and father: Fund treatment to alleviate their suffering. đ
3. : .Return our children to education: Provide basic educational supplies for the children. đ
4. Sustainable food support: Provide food for our family on an ongoing basis. đ
5. Move the to a safe place: Secure the necessary resources to relocate to a place far from conflict. đ¤ď¸
6. Rebuild our professional lives: Start small projects to ensure financial independence. đ ď¸
7. Protect the children from diseases: Secure medical tools and cleaning supplies to protect our children from illness. đ§ź
Urgent Appeal
This is not just a story about a family suffering under the rubble; it is a cry of hope and resilience in the face of the impossible. My family desperately needs your support. War has destroyed us, but we have not lost faith in the possibility of rebuilding our lives. We ask you to stand by us in this difficult time, so together we can provide shelter đ , treatment đ, education đ, and food đ for our children.
Every contribution no matter how small, brings us one step closer to a better life, free from fear and destruction. đ
Help us today to protect our future and build a tomorrow full of hope. đ
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Back at college, second day was shit. Hopefully third is better. Anyho. Iâm still working on part 2 & 3 of Day One to the Rest of our Lives (the three-part request, possibly four). But yeah, Iâm sorry for not opening requests back up while I work on this. I have some in the inbox haunting me a little lol. I know how long itâs been since Iâve last opened them, Imma be honestâŚIâm having a hard time working on these hence why time is slowing down in the sense of writing. Again Iâm really sorry and hopefully yall still enjoy the incorrect quotes I still do occasionally.
I love yâall đ
Thanks for sticking around and always, thanks for reading
Daryl Dixon ⢠She/Her Pronouns ⢠Part 1 ⢠Before The Outbreak - The Farm ⢠The nurse next door always had a soft spot for the Dixons as they were her family. It took the end of the world and an almost near death experience to get the youngest Dixon to make a move ⢠ANGST/SFW ⢠TW: Canon Violence / Scars / Injuries / Blood Loss / Emergency Surgery / Abuse / Drug & Alcohol Consumption / Anxiety
Requested by: Anon
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Before The Outbreak
âMerle youâre a fucking dumbassâ Daryl groans trying to help walk a drunk and injured Merle up the stairs to their apartment.
âThat bitch deserved it!â Merle shouted only to be shushed because of the time of night it was and most of the neighbors hated him.
Except, surprisingly, Y/N. Their next door neighbor that is rarely home or seen because her other home seems to be the hospital she works as a nurse at. One of the times their paths crossed was when Y/N went to the bar Merle frequents at and got blasted after a long day but still managed to give Merle stitches when he decided the bar window was nice to go through.
When the brothers reached the top of the steps, Daryl instantly noticed Y/N sitting on the floor propped up against her door. Merle squinted to see why his brother stopped.
âY/N WAKE UPâ Merle shouted causing Y/N to flinch awake and for Daryl to groan letting go of his brother making him fall onto the floor. âBitchâŚâ
Y/N blinked a few times to get the sleepiness out of her eyes as she gave a confused look to Merleâs still body on the floor. She was about to ask questions but decided not to and accept the extended hand coming from Daryl.
âDo I even wanna know?â
âBesides drunk, what else you wanna know?â
âNothingâ Y/N laughed a bit, bending down to grab her backpack to get her keys out. âHe needs stitches?â
âJust an ice pack, I think imma let him hang thereâ Daryl crosses his arms looking at his now passed out brother watching Y/N walk over to him and rolling him on his side. âWhatâs that for?â
âIn case he throws up. Iâm gonna grab a blanket so he wonât be too uncomfortable out hereâ Y/N returns to her door unlocking it. âI know he may have ruined it but you want a beer?â
âMore so a smoke than a drinkâ Daryl rubs the back of his neck giving a concerned look to his brother that Y/N noticed once she was halfway through the door.
After dropping off her stuff and taking her coat off, Y/N stepped out gesturing for Daryl to follow her lead in picking up Merle. Her by his legs and him by his arms. Eventually Merle got settled on her couch still on his side and with a trash can beside his head.
âWe couldâveâ-â
âNah too many extra steps to get him back in your apartment. Besides, Iâm a trained professional in case other shit happensâ Y/N went over to her window as she spoke, opening it up enough for her to climb through with Daryl following shortly after.
One would think anyone wouldnât want anything to do with the Dixon brothers mainly because Merle puts trash onto their name. But Y/N likes their company, Darylâs mainly, because it keeps her sane and human. Working in a hospital so much to the point one is accused of âliving there,â anyone would want normalcy.
Itâs an added bonus finding themselves sat in the fire escape, sharing a cigarette from the pack that Y/N hides in the empty plant pot that the previous owners left at her apartment.
âI had to take a decontamination shower at the end of my shift because of the vomit and blood from that singular patientâ
âSounds awfulâ Daryl frowns, watching Y/N smoke for a moment as he kept his gaze on how tense she was for a while before finally relaxing after exhaling the smoke. Her eyes were exhausted just as the rest of her, but they told so much more that he worried for. âEver thought of taking a break? Vacation more likeâ
âWith all the hours Iâve got saved, I could. But Iâve been in the hospital for so long that I wouldnât know what Iâd even doâ
âUhâŚwell you like Merle and I, you can join us for our hunting tripâ Daryl put that up in the air, looking her curious expression. âItâll be next monthâ
âI havenât gone hunting since my old man was still aroundâŚâ Y/N put out the last of her cigarette thinking about the option. âYou sure Merle would be cool with it?â
He didnât think that would work. Daryl shrugs as he looked back into the apartment where Merle laid on the couch snoring loudly. âThe worse to happen is Merle would hit on yea for most of itâ
âIâve dealt with worse, trust meâŚa lot worseâ
âSoâŚ?â
âIâd be happy to. As long as I get a ride from work. I wanna work as much as I can before taking a few days offâ
âWe can pick yea up from work. Merle will be on his bike and Iâll be taking the truckâ
âWorks for me, Iâll give you my stuff the day beforeâ Y/N smiles and that quickly faded along with Darylâs when both heard the eldest Dixon vomit his stomach out. âYup. Love his company tooâ
During The Hunting Trip (and the start of the outbreak)
âYou wear anything other than the scrubs?â
âSundresses, but I wasnât going to pack one of those for a hunting trip Merleâ Y/N rolled her eyes, quickly stopping when she heard something. Merle quickly but stealthily followed the noise.
It felt unreal, how quick something can escalate from standing in the open waiting for either Dixon to come back from the noises theyâve heardâŚto falling back in shock to the undead stepping closer.
The closer it got, the more Y/N let the shock take over that when she reached for her knifeâŚthe sicko fell on her. But thankfully with a bolt in its skull. Y/N couldnât register what had just happened until Merle kicked the corpse off of her body making her lock eyes with the equally shocked Daryl across from her.
âYou alright girlie?â Merle asks, not waiting another second as he grabbed her upper arm pulling her up on her feet. âCome on speak! Are yea bit?â
âNo IâmâŚuh what the fuck?!â Y/N shouted once it hit her letting Merle check her arms and neck before shoving him back. âIs this what that fucking radio broadcast was about?â
âMakes sense right about now. But the fact that one is out hereâŚpeople makinâ camp and bringing those whoâve been infected out here with themâ
âFuck. The hospitals must be flooded with patients with symptoms before it reaches this stage.â The worry on her face only drew an annoyed one out of Merle and an equally concerned expression from Daryl but not for the strangers. âI have to go back, see if I can help or something!â Y/N stated as she started to make her way toward the truck.
âDoll, that wonât be a smart decisionâ Merle planted his hands on his hips continuing the annoyed look on his face until it turned to confusion when his brother quickly caught up with her.
âYou canât go backâ
âI have to! I took an oathâ Y/N scrambled a bit, putting her hunting rifle in the bed of the truck dropping her pack on the floor to grab a clean scrub top. âI didnât spend years in school to not save peopleâs livesâââ
âY/N, if this shit spread. The hospital ainât safe and I canât lose youâ
His words caused her to freeze in her place before turning toward him with a much softer expression compared to her worry filled one.
âW-We canât lose youâŚokay? If they didnât figure the virus out, I donât know what you could doâ
âI wish I could do somethingâŚâ Y/N felt the burning sensation of tears building in her eyes forcing her to look away.
Daryl stood for a moment wanting to pull her into his arms, but both were startled by Merleâs crazed excitement when he found something off the corpses body.
Theyâll have to get used to thisâŚnew life
The Quarry
âDoes it still hurt?â Y/N frowns gently dabbing the cut on Carolâs cheek with a wet rag. She pulled the rag away to wet it more with water from her canteen. âIs he really helping Shane? Or waiting for you back at your tentâ
âKnowing Ed, heâs waiting back at the tent. Iâm justâŚthankful Sophia wasnât thereâ Carol frowns, flinching when Y/N went back to cleaning up the blood giving her apologies for the suddenness. âYou understandâŚdonât you?â
âI donât get what you meanâŚâ
âYou knowâŚbeing with them at the start of all thisâŚI doubt they were good companyâ Carol scoffs when they both heard Merle shouting like usual at Shane. If they werenât labeled âtypical rednecksâ when they first joined this group, then they wouldâve seen it was Shaneâs fault for what Merle was yelling at him for.
âYouâve got them wrong.â Y/N scoffed to her words, looking over at them in what looks to be an argument. Watching Daryl try to de-escalate the situation from how intense Merle decided to make it. âMe wrong tooâŚIâve known them for years. I was their neighbor and while Merle did have his moments, they were both still nice to me. HellâŚeven there for me when I needed itâ she frowns looking back to her bag to take out a bandage for Carolâs cheek and once it was placed, she stood to her feet. âGive them the benefit of the doubt instead of judging right awayâŚâ
With that she took her leave toward her tent that was next to the Dixons which were a camp away from camp because a few shared private concerns making them isolate. Y/N wasnât about to leave them even if Merle did make the comment when they first joined this group.
âSheâs more like themâ is what he said
âStupid fuckinâ pigâ Merle scoffs returning to their little campsite taking a seat beside Y/N who was just as annoyed as he was but more on the melancholy side of things while his was filled with rage.
Concern only washed over Daryl when he noticed her expression but he didnât even get a second to say anything before Merle went off.
âYâknow I bet yea that motherfucker only wants me to go on that trip just so something bad can happen and I end up a sickoâ
âWait, what trip?â Y/N quickly turned to Daryl knowing he will give a better explanation of everything while Merle only focused on what mattered to him.
âShane, the fucking moron that tells us not to hunt at a certain hour so he could do who knows what in the woodsâ-wants me to join the girlies, the Chinese kid, and the other two to go into Atlanta for suppliesâ
âWell, heâs Korean first of allâŚâ
âDoll like I give a fuâ-CKâ Merle shouted when Y/N elbowed him in the side. âThey using me as a goddamn escort nobody gonna give a fuck if I meet my maker out thereâ
âWe doâ Y/N gestured to Daryl and herself. âMerle, youâre more of muscle along a few of the others from the main group. You sure he didnât ask for yea to make sure the others are safe?â
âThatâs exactly how he put it, Merle is just dramaticâ Daryl sets his crossbow down beside him once he sat on the ground with them. âTheyâll die without usâ
âAs much as people can adapt, Daryl has a point here. Shane will only lose game if he went shooting his shotgun at deers and squirrelsâ Y/N leaned back on her hands. âHell, the squirrels will explode if he shot at them. Theyâll need the both of yâall to bring back a lot of game to survive. Besides, you know Atlanta better than most. You can survive a few herdsâ
âYou both are a bunch of bitchesâ Merle wasnât serious when he stated such at least when itâs directed to those two, but he still didnât like the idea of leaving with these people to Atlanta.
That when they returned with someone who wasnât Merle, Y/N knew they were about to meet a whole world of hurt.
âFuck noâ
âY/Nâ-â
âI could never get Daryl to calm downâ They both know that was a lie, Y/N is honestly the only person that could calm him down. But what they both can agree on is they donât know how he will react to the news.
âBullshit. Youâre gonna have to try somethinâ so he doesnât fucking kill the manâ
âBut isnât that what you wanted?â Y/N watched the color leave Shaneâs face. âFor this Rick guy to remain dead so you can lay your pipe in a place you shouldnât be laying itâ
His fists clench at either side of him trying his hardest not to strike, but Y/N had enough of keeping that shit to herself. She didnât care for what happened nextâŚfor the most part
When Daryl returned to the camp in search for Merle, ignoring everyoneâs questions while he came up empty on finding his brother within the camp. But the annoyance only grew when he couldnât find hisâ-Y/N.
âWhereâsâ-â
âWe left Merle. Well, I did.â Rick stated noticing the concern on Darylâs face which led him to believe there was more to it and he instantly turned to Shane. All the man ever does was shrug but it quickly turned to pulling the youngest Dixon off his âbrotherâ
His presence would normally bring joy in any mood she was in, but given the situation and what happened prior to Daryl finding out about his brother? Y/N was miserable and hiding something.
âYou hear what those fucking sons of bitches did?! Leaving Merle chained up to a goddamn roof!â Daryl shouted, quickly stopping when he noticed Y/N flinch to his words. âSorryâ-Fuck, Iâm justâ-â
âMad. Rightfully, madâ Y/N rasped, squeezing her eyes shut while she pressed her wet bandana to her cheek. âThat Rick guy said he was going to go back to get his dumbass even after putting him up there.â
Daryl didnât say anything right away as he steps around her to get a look at her front watching her duck her head. âLori wasnât too happy about itâ
âFiguredâ Y/N frowns continuing to look at the ground watching his shadow grow bigger practically covering her and indicating he was knelt in front of her. Daryl gently removed what she was using as a rag to see what happened. âItâs superficial. Not like Iâd have anything to do stitches anywayâŚyou need to get Merle backâ
He didnât say a word all he did was nod while reaching for her pack to take out those butterfly bandages she has.
âCan Iâ-â
âYeahâ
The youngest Dixon didnât push her on what happened, all they talked about after he saw was the plan to get Merleâs ass back to the camp. Even if it meant she couldnât come with which infuriated her.
But that didnât matter. The feeling useless part passed quickly when their camp was being washed through with a herd. Y/N always had her axe beside her and didnât hesitate to start taking out sickos while most of the women protected their children. The only thing sheâd want to protect wasnât there. She didnât need to worry too much.
Carol let out a scream when one got too close that lead Y/N to quickly swing her axe into its skull watching her quickly get away following Lori. Y/N pulled the axe out and didnât know of the walker creeping up behind her until a gun shot both killed the walker and almost burst her ear drum. But she quickly turned toward who fired and saw Daryl, both having a relieved look that turned into focused quickly to finish off the walkers.
Once all the dead and undead were mourn or taken care ofâŚthe plan was to go to the CDC in hopes for something to help Jim when it was revealed he was bitten. But on the way, they stopped and left him as per his request.
The CDC
Y/N of course sat with Daryl in his truck with Merleâs bike strapped in the bed of it. Neither of them talked for most of the ride given they were worried, angry, and a bit upsetâŚbut not at each other. Daryl knows Y/N has her reasons for not telling him how the cut on her cheek happened but that didnât mean he didnât worry. She on the other hand was infuriated and struggling to keep the tears at bay. Being a nurse and feeling useless was getting to her. That bastard leaving Merle was getting to her. That stupid bitch Shane was getting to her.
âYou think Merle is fine?â Y/N questions while she watches the scenery go by the woods slowly disappearing. âWhat kind of son of a bitch cuts his own hand off? Doubt he even knows how to properly stop the bleedingâŚburning it isnât the right wayâ
âMerle is a roach. Heâll turn upâŚeventuallyâ Daryl frowns gripping onto the wheel tight as he continued to follow the RV. The truck ran over a walker causing it to jump and for Daryl to instantly force his arm in front of Y/N as she held onto it out of anxious habit with bumps.
âNever going to get used to thatâŚmaybe we shouldâve just ditched the truck and taken the bikeâ
Daryl took note of that
When they got to the CDC, right away one assumed that it was empty and barren. Honestly who could blame the scientists for running from this mess? The government already decided more destructive solutions that didnât work. But when the doors opened, everyone was on edge. Thankful, but on edge. Y/N was given the hunting shotgun Daryl he had back at camp to pair with the axe strapped to her back under her pack. She raised it instantly along with the others when the doctor stepped out to greet the survivors.
Dr. Jenner was his name and he happily let them in giving them the facility for the night. He of course had them get tested for anything which had Y/N feeling nostalgic and given her background, he asked for her help in a few ways before everyone decided to enjoy the luxuries that the place gave.
Booze. Booze was the start along with food.
Y/N only drank with Daryl and Merle, so she didnât feel comfortable drinking as much as the others were during the dinner the doctor made for them. She kept an eye on Daryl given he was drinking til he couldnât see straight anymore, he needed it after the Merle nonsense.
But every time he looked over at her, he smiled. In a way it was to make sure she was still there but there was so much more.
When the group started to turn in for the night, everyone stayed with who they were close with. But given how much Glenn drank, Rick and Shane suggested heâd stick with Y/N and Daryl. Mainly Y/N for she has the training in case he aspirated. Which nothing a good âhaving him sleep on his sideâ wouldnât fix.
Daryl stumbles into the room squinting at the sight of Y/N helping Glenn lay down on his side before moving to the couch which would be her bed for the night. She made Glennâs bed out of the back cushions of the other couch knowing Daryl was going to rip them off anyway. He came to the apartment drunk once and sheâd let him crash, he did exactly that before passing out.
âDid you shower? In your state?â
âNah. Got lostâ Daryl scanned around the room quickly switching the light off.
Before Daryl even thought about going to the other couch and sleeping off the effects alcohol has on the body, he brought himself to sit on the floor leaning up against Y/Nâs couch. He flinched slightly when she brought her hand to his forehead before easing into the smallest touch.
âJust the alcohol. No feverâ
âJust checkingâ She said in a hushed tone before laying back on the couch keeping her eye on him watching his brows furrow contemplating on saying something or not. âYou should get some sleep, bubsâ
He felt the heat rise instantly in his face as he decided the couch was no longer an option and laid down right where he was. Y/N watched him get comfortable on the floor before grabbing a couch cushion and giving it to him to use as a pillow.
The night progressed and Daryl laid awake for the most part, thinking staying conscious would subside the feeling of liquor and the strange but familiar one lingering in his chest.
Just when most thought the next morning would be peaceful after some breakfast and much needed pain killersâŚit was revealed what the clock was on the wall. It was a countdown for total power loss and the last of it to destroy the CDC in a fiery explosion.
Leave or Die
Leave or Die
Leave or Die
Who wouldâve thought that would be a hard decision to make while most panicked around her and once Jenner finally opened the doors for them. She froze in place and felt the tightness in her chest grow.
When Daryl watched the door open he immediately turned to his side half expecting her to be with him. But soon realized she stood by the panels with the doctor and those debating to stay or know for fact. He stood there waiting. Waiting for any sign.
Even if it was Y/N simply turning around to look at him with tears in her eyes. Daryl then acted without a thought by sprinting toward her and instantly picking her up before booking it for the main lobby of the CDC. Where the commotion involving a grenade was being conducted.
âDuck!â The sheriff yelled as everyone did exactly what he said, Daryl shielding Y/N when he crouched feeling her shift out of his arms but her arms remained around his neck holding him close.
They parted when the grenade explosion dissipated, but Daryl didnât hesitate for a second to usher her out of the building before getting himself out.
The explosion of the CDC rattled the earth and those especially barely escaping it.
âEverybody alright?â Rick asks everyone getting a few yeses and more of annoyed groans after being shaken. âWe have to get out of here. Before the herd comesâ
âHelp me get the bike offâ Daryl gestured for Glenn to help as he went to do so. Y/N instantly bringing herself to the bed of the truck grabbing their gear before they took the bike off.
âRick, siphon the gas from the truck and fill up your cars. Should hold us up for a while or at least until we find more carsâ
As they were quick to scramble and move some of the gear from the truck to the RV, Y/N was about to move into one of the cars when Daryl gripped her shoulder gently.
âRide with me, yeah?â
âI uhm. Itâs been a while, DarylâŚâ
âAlrightâŚUhm. Donât sit with Shane, least do that for meâ The look he gave her when he said that, only told her that he knew. He knew who gave her that wound on her cheek.
Y/N instantly nods and goes to join Andrea, Glenn, and Dale in the RV while Daryl got situated on his bike leading the way back to the freeway. Hopefully they can find shelter elsewhere.
The Farm
âYou and Daryl seemâŚclose. Is there like more to that?â Glenn thought maybe since there wasnât many in the RV, and especially Daryl, that he could ask things like that.
Y/N being more open to answer after spending more time with these people. âWeâre close, but if youâre insinuating what I think you are then noâŚâ
âIs that what you want?â Andrea cuts in, looking directly at Y/N from her spot in the passengers seat. âYou want something more donât you?â
âI-âŚWell, why would I if the other party doesnât seem interestedâ Y/N stated, only for Dale to scoff with a laugh after. âWhat?â
âYou would have to be blind as a bat to not notice how much that man cares for you. If you really wanna know? Try and talk to Shane. About anything.â Dale gave her a look through the rear view mirror before stopping in the freeway when his RV started to make noise. âDamn thing breaking on me at the wrong timeâ
When the RV stopped, everyone stopped.
Daryl brought his bike to the banks of the freeway watching the RV from his spot seeing Dale get out first along with Glenn. He was about to go in to check onâ-
âHey, thisâll be the perfect time to fuel up on some gas. Even check some of the cars for anything that will be useful.â Rick interrupted his thoughts, Daryl nodded to his words watching him go ahead of him before taking a quick glance at the RV finding Y/N stepping out with a look he couldnât fully read.
âHey, Y/N can you take a look at these meds I found?â Lori caught her attention instantly and the second she approached him, Daryl went ahead to investigate some of cars himself.
Then things turned for the worse and a herd started to come through the cars. Most hid underneath the closest car they were near and Dale got stuck on top of the RVâŚbut the worst to happen was the cries of Sophia had attracted some of the walkers. Leading her to run away and the sheriff quickly went after her.
âSophiaâ Carol whisper shouted as they couldnât entirely leave when the herd was passing, they only started to get out of hiding and took out the stragglers.
Y/N quickly pulled herself out from under the car watching Carol quickly get out with Lori trying to stop her. She wanted so badly to chase after her daughter and the walkers but Rickâs got it. Heâs going to save herâŚ
âYou didnât find her?â Carol couldnât hold back the sobs anymore, Lori laid a comforting hand on her back.
âTheyâll find her or at least try their hardestâ Y/N tells Carol with concern littered in her voice even if she only wanted the first part. âThereâs still plenty of people in the world even after it ended. She couldâve ran into somebody that will help her get back to youâŚâ she gave a sad smile before turning to Daryl watching him straighten up.
âWeâll find her. Weâll keep lookinââ
This is a motherâs worst nightmare Y/N thought as she organized the trunk of their findings before being pulled away to help T-Dog in terms of his injury.
Rick and Shane left a while ago with Carl to go search for Sophia which left the others splitting into searching themselves and staying at the RV. Y/N being with the RV group given she wanted to keep an eye on T-Dogâs injury but some part of her was screaming internally over this whole situation.
Sophia hid because Rick instructed her to do so but she ran. You would run if your life was about to be in the hand of walkersâŚ
Now Rick, Shane, and Carl disappeared. What couldâve possible gone wrong?
âAre you okay?â Y/N frowns watching Andrea come into the trailer with a bit of annoyed but equally anxious look on her face.
âYeah, but someone took Lori. Knew Carl and her name so we are gonna go to the place they are atâ Andrea sat across from her at the little table noticing Y/N pinching her arm which some spots started to bruise.
As Andrea reached across the table to take her hand to get her to stop, ultimately holding it so she wouldnât continue. Daryl flew the door open instantly locking eyes with Y/N before stepping away to get on his bike while Glenn and Dale flooded in.
The second the RV arrived on the farm, Rick ran out of the house toward it. He gently pushed Glenn and Andrea out of the way to get Y/N taking her hand dragging her toward the house.
âWhereâs the fiâ-â
âCarlâs been shot. The man of the house is a vet and is doing his best. Could use another set ofâ-â
âIâve got itâ Y/N didnât need to hear more to understand the just of it. She was going to be told everything by Hershel, the head of the house, anyway.
Once Shane came with the right medical supplies, Hershel was relieved to have someone with full medical training to help him fix Carlâs injuries. But that didnât stop him from discussing certain matters.
âIf you donât mind me askingâŚâ
âIs it about this?â Y/N gave him a confused look keeping hold of the retractor while Patricia continuously squeezed the ambu bag that Shane managed to snag for Carl.
âNoâŚthese people youâre withâŚyou trust their judgement?â
âYeah, a little bit. Iâm still trying to get used to the fact that one of them left myâ-my best friendâs brother on a roofâ Y/N picked up a piece of gauze to dab at the blood that spilled. âHe waâis a racist sexist son of a bitch so. Who could blame himâ
Patricia fought back a laugh as Hershel rolled his eyes but was going to take her word for the first part. He can give some trust in these people.
âListen, Hershel. I may have not been with these people for longâŚbut they are good people. They mean well at the end of the day even with their flaws.â Y/N finished her thought before helping him finish with the closing.
After the operation, Y/N stepped out into the kitchen where Patricia instructed her to wash her hands in the sink. As she was doing so, Lori instantly went to her and without any words she gave her a smile and let Hershel explain how everything went smoothly.
Y/N stepped out realizing how late it was and how everyone set up their tents already. Part of her wished she still had her apartment and could simply crash without having to set anything up. But when she was about to head toward the RV to get her things, she noticed her tent set up and close to his.
Sweet⌠Y/N felt the twitch of a smile before entering her tent and laying on the floor for a moment.
Laying on the ground in a tent after a successful surgery was very different compared to laying on the kitchen floor with a half empty bag of chips and a bottle of Merlot. Felt nicer and worse in some way.
âY/N?â Daryl whispers, just in case she was still asleep but when she opened the tent flap he relaxed a bit from the awkward feeling. âThe kid alright?â
âYeah, heâll probably need another transfusion but we wonât know until he improvesâ Y/N sat in the way of the flap giving Daryl an unreadable look and all he wanted to know mostly was if she was alright after what she had to do. But decided to focus on different matters. âDid you need something, Dar?â
âUh. No I justâŚIâm gonna look for Sophia in the morninâ. Wanna let yea knowâ
âThank youâŚbe safe and back before nightfallâ
âI promise, sunshineâ He gave a small nod shortly leaving after, letting Y/N get some sleep even when once the tent flap closed she felt the heat consume her face when he called her that.
But that small happiness faded when her anxiety started to eat at her the more the sunlight faded in the next day.
âYou need to stop pacing. Youâve done laundry, you checked Carlâs incision site, you gave Maggie and Glenn a list of drugs to look for on their run, amongst other small tasks. Creating a ditch in the dirt just from pacing back and forth is only going to wear your shoes out and not make Daryl come back any fastâ Andrea told Y/N while she got up on top of the RV to take watch.
âSheâs got a point. Youâre wearing yourself out over possibly nothingâ Dale said while handing his rifle up to Andrea expecting her not having to use it. âHeâs looking for signs of Sophia or her overall and will be back. He told you that muchâ
âLeast you know what his intentions are. Most partners donât realize their significant other is cheating on them because they beat around the bush when asked âwhere have you beenââ Rick stepped out of the RV saying such which in response was a confused expression from Y/N. âHe is your boyfriend is he not?â
âNo! We arenât together at allâŚâ
âHm. Oddâ
âHow so?â
âI had to pull off a very angry drunk Daryl off of Shane the night we spent at the CDC. Threatened to kill him if he ever laid a hand on yea againâ Rick shrugged. âThatâs when I thought yâall were somethinâ more.â
Andrea laughed at the situation, earning an annoyed groan from Y/N as she turned to Dale about to question if he knew about that incident when her friendâs tone shifted.
âWALKERâ Andrea shouted rising from the lawn chair. âWalker!â
âJust the one?â Rick question without a confirmation on the number but he couldnât focus on that anymore when Shane, Glenn, and T-Dog started to make their way over to said walker. âHold up. Hershel wants to handle the walkersâ
âWeâve got itâ Shane assured continuing on his way while Andrea had the brilliant idea that she can take out the walker with the rifle she has and the sun in her eyes.
Dale kept trying to tell her not to take the shot. Maybe because they were heading their way toward the âwalkerâ and she couldnât accidentally hit the living.
But she did that. To the walker that was actually an injured Daryl.
When he dropped, the ounce of joy Andrea felt immediately faded when all three by the RV heard the shouts of no!
Y/N quickly made her way over to the shouting and noticed the limp hunter in between Rick and Shane that she started to feel that itchy feeling that came with anger. She gripped the tank top she was in, quickly turning around and heading straight for her tent to get her scrub top before making it to the house the second Hershel was informed.
Regardless of the minor protests of having her patch Daryl up, even from the man himself, Y/N was persistent and pissed.
When the adrenaline wore off, Daryl passed out but thankfully his wounds were taken care of and he was left alone. Not entirely though. Y/N sat on the window bench watching the rise and fall of his chest every now and then. But for the most part she kept her focus on her hands and how much blood stained her skin. Especially her nails.
Just the thought and fact of it being his blood resulted in her curling up on herself and sobbing ever so softly.
The time Carol came in and told him how grateful she was that he still went out of his way to go search for Sophia, Daryl noticed Y/Nâs sleeping form in the window but especially the redness slightly above her cheeks.
âSheâs been here the whole time. She does a good stitch job from what Hershel saysâ Carol whispers with a small laugh at the end of her sentence. âGet some rest, Dixonâ
Y/N woke to the sound of struggling and a few curses. Daryl thought he could go unnoticed given their group was asleep in their tents and so was the family that owned the house but the light sleeper that was hisâY/N woke up.
âStop starinâ and give me a handâ
âYou deserve to rest in a bed, DarylâŚâ Y/N frowns getting up from her spot and approaching him but before he could protest, she helped him stand to his feet. âLeast let me help you to your tentâ
Daryl nodded, letting Y/N wrap one of his arms around her shoulders before getting out of the house. She made him take it slow and practically at her pace given it was what she wanted him to go at.
The silence was killing him that when they finally reached his tent and Y/N was about to part from him, he gently grabbed her wrist pulling her back.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âWhat?â
âYou havenât talked. Not a long walk but still. You justâŚhavenâtâ
Y/N stared at him. Stared into those deep blue eyes that bore into her soul for an answer which only let the damn break loose.
âDo you have any idea what you do to me?â The wobble in her voice shook him in his core. âSeeing youâŚin the state that you were inâŚyeah, you made itâŚbut a little over and you wouldnât be here and I wouldâve lost youâ she felt a few tears slip, pulling herself away enough so that she could hold his hand. âYou meanâŚso much to me, Daryl Dixon.â
The staring from said Dixon only continued and that couldnât help the thought of crossing a line to flood Y/Nâs mind. But before she could even think to pull away and head to her tent, Daryl pulled her in and pressed his lips firmly against hersâŚ
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I donât know when requests will open back up, and I do apologize for how long itâs been. Itâs been rough. Iâm sorry
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