K, so I normally write criminal minds and doctor who fics. But I have decided to try my hand at a few walking dead ones since 1)I am a huge fan of the show and comic, 2) I have been a huge Norman fan since I saw the boondock saints in high school, 3)I am a Carly shipper all the way, and 4) well, I just figured why the hell not just try it. So here is my first lil walking dead fic. It's short but sweet.
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The first thing Daryl heard as he made his way out into the yard was Carol's sweet laugh. The sound of it hit his ears and a small smile moved across his face. Or at least as much of a smile as any Dixon was known to have. Truth was Daryl had never really had all that much to smile about in his life even before zombies walked right out of works of fiction and into the real world. But lately he found himself feeling just a tiny bit happy.
His lips pulled up at the corners of his mouth more and more at the sound of another one of Carol's laughs.
Carol!
Carol with her own gentle smile and absolute kindness. The woman was too damned good to be true. Yet, there she was no more than fourty feet away from him standing with Rick and Carl.
Daryl stood just to the right of the cell block door watching her smile down at something Carl said. The boy had a huge grin on his face. He actually seemed happy. It was good to see the kid look happy again. Growing up was never an easy thing before the world went to hell. Now, add in the living dead and having to kill your own momma and growing up was turned into one hell of a shit storm.
Still watching Carol and Carl talk and laugh together Daryl felt his small smile turn into a damned shit eating grin. And as he watched Carol place one of her hands on Carl's head to ruffle his hair Daryl couldn't help but think the woman was a damned angel.
