Welcome to Jasper, Georgia. That's where this AU-story about Daryl and my OC is set, hence the title. This is my fourth attempt at a Daryl Dixon fanfic and my second attempt at writing an AU-story. So yeah, no zombie apocalypse in this one. This story takes place in our current time, early 2014, so the apocalypse didn't happen and Daryl spent another 4 years alone with Merle instead of meeting the group in 2010 during the outbreak. (I just assume it would have been 2010 cause that's when the show started airing.) I wanna try and explore some new things in this one, so it will have a very strong M rating in the future. Those two will be very enthusiastic to experiment sexually once they get to that point, so be warned. I'll post appropriate warnings as soon as things like that come up. I am basing it on the interview where Norman Reedus said that Daryl is not a virgin, as many assume (and as I have assumed before I saw that interview), and that "he'll fuck you, but he doesn't wanna cuddle afterwards." Other than that, I don't want to give away too much, so I hope you read on and enjoy.

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Chapter 1

The alarm on her Iphone went off at 6.30 am for the fifth time that week and the only thing that kept her from staring daggers and grumbling at the offending device for ,also, the fifth time that week was, that it was finally Friday. She just had to get through one more day and then she would be able to kick back and recharge and enjoy the weekend. Still she had a hard time dragging herself up into a sitting position, knowing the day would be hell. Her father had warned her that Mondays and Fridays were the busiest days of the week for them. She had already experienced a Monday and that hadn't been fun at all, so she knew today wouldn't be much better and that thought didn't really get her in the mood to swing her legs out from under her cozy warm blanket and set her bare feet on the hardwood floor, so she could get up and get ready for work.

"Well, here goes nothing." she sighed after giving her face a good rub. She had just gotten herself to lift the blanket off of her legs, when the Imperial March, Darth Vader's theme song from Star Wars resounded right next to her hip, where she had dropped her phone after turning off the alarm. It was the ringtone assigned to calls from her parents. She buried her head in her hands with a groan, debating if she should just let it go to voicemail or face whatever her parents had in store for her now. Why did they have to call at this hour anyway? She would see her father at work, couldn't it wait until then? She decided to just succumb to her fate and answer the phone. If she didn't she wouldn't be able to enjoy her shower because she'd be too busy trying to guess what the reason for the call had been.

"He-" she didn't even get to say hello, her mother, Bernadette Robertson, was on the other end of the line and her slightly shrill voice was interrupting her daughter mid-word.

"What on God's green earth took so long for you to answer the phone, Theodora? You live in a 3-bedroom apartment, not in a palace. Do you make your patients wait this long as well until you answer their calls? What if I had been dying from a heart attack?"

'If only...' Teddy thought, suppressing another groan.

"Why would you even call me if you had a heart attack when you have daddy, who is also a doctor, sitting right next to you reading the paper?"

"Maybe he was poisoned. The love of my life dying sure is reason enough for me to have a heart attack, isn't it?" her mother had a penchant for dramatics and outrageous what-if-scenarios. Teddy slapped her hand against her forehead in exasperation and shook her head.

"Just call an ambulance. I wouldn't be able to save you both anyway. I am not House M.D."

"He might have been a curmudgeonly bastard, but at least he loved his mother." Bernadette said, exasperated herself and Teddy could just picture her sitting at the dining table already dressed in a Chanel suit with perfectly coiffed hair and her usual make-up, while she tapped the manicured nails of one hand on the beech wood table top.

"You talking about Daddy or House M.D.?"

"Theodora Marie Robertson! Don't you get funny with me this early in the morning. I swear to the Lord, you kids WILL give me a heart attack one day. At least now I know to call an ambulance because my own daughter will be too busy to answer her phone when her mother is in the throes of death." Bernadette's voice rose in volume and thus the shrillness also reached the limit of what Teddy was able to take. She took a deep breath, reminding herself to fight the urge of antagonizing her mother in order to not make the day even worse than it already was.

"Is there something I can help you with, mother?"

"I just called to let you know that you don't need to bring yourself lunch today. I had Rosario make you and your father some sandwiches. Egg Salad, your favorite."

"I hate egg salad." Teddy sighed.

"Nonsense. You love egg salad. You've loved it ever since you were a little kid."

"That was Billy, not me." Teddy argued. Her brother was a goat, he ate pretty much everything.

"Nonsense, it was the both of you."

"Mom, just because we're twins doesn't mean that we share EVERY single trait."

"Oh that is true, my dear. You at least got some brains."

"I am not having this conversation. Is that it? You just wanted to let me know about lunch?"

"Yes dear." Bernadette confirmed.

"Alright, thanks. I gotta go get ready for work now. I'll see you next week."

"What do you mean you'll see me next week? You're not coming to dinner tonight?"

"I told you I am having dinner with Billy tonight and on the weekend I need to finish unpacking all these damn boxes. If you would kindly excuse me now, I have to take a shower."

"You haven't showered yet? What are you waiting for? Do you want to be late and risk somebody dying for real?"

"Good Lord, mother..." Teddy shook her head once more and pressed her fingers against the left side of her temple where she felt a headache building.

"Go get ready. I will see you next week." Bernadette finally hung up and Teddy dropped the phone back on the bed before she plopped back down to cuddle into her pillow for another minute, seeking some comfort from the soft material. What the hell had she gotten herself into? Why had she decided to move here and work with her father in his practice of family doctors? She was used to a stressful life, just two weeks ago she had practically lived at the Harborview Medical Center in Seattle, Washington, working all kinds of crazy hours in the pediatrics ward, never knowing when she'd be able to get a couple minutes of sleep or what kind of emergency would come up next, so yeah dealing with stress had never been an issue for her, but the life she had been leading this past week? That had turned out to be a whole new level of stress and she had a hard time adjusting to this new, "peaceful" way of life.

She took one last look at the time and saw that it was too late to take a shower now. Thankfully working 48-hour shifts at the hospital had taught her a thing or two about quick hygiene,so she reached over to pull open the drawer of her nightstand and got out a pack of wet wipes and scrubbed the most important parts of her body, starting with her face before she moved to her armpits and other lower regions. Putting the pack of wet wipes back into the drawer, she pulled out a spray can of dry shampoo next and sprayed some on her hair. Next she used deodorant and then applied some body lotion. After that she finally got out of bed to put on clean underwear and then went to the bathroom to rub her waist-long, wavy, dark brown hair with a towel before she brushed it quickly and voilá, clean hair within two minutes. Thank God for dry shampoo. She used the toilet and brushed her teeth, applied some eyeliner and mascara and got dressed and was ready to go to work within ten minutes. Things started to look up, because now she had time to enjoy a quick coffee before she had to leave for work. It was those little simple pleasures that kept her going on days like today. Another simple pleasure she was looking forward to? Having dinner with her twin brother Billy that night. She really couldn't wait. The thought of spending time with him for the first time since she moved back here at least made her leave her apartment building with a smile on her face, giving the people she met on her way the impression that she was actually excited to go to work. If they only knew.

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Daryl Dixon looked up at the wall clock while he wiped his oil-stained hands on a dirty old rag, that used to be white in color once upon a time. A disgruntled sigh left his mouth when he noticed that it still wasn't five pm, but four thirty. Another half hour to go before he could go home, put his feet up and enjoy fast food, some beers and some smokes in front of the TV. It would be the first weekend in a long time he would be able to spend all by himself, since Merle had gotten thrown in jail for the next year on an assault charge. Deep down Daryl was glad that Merle would be gone for a long while. No more drunk rages from his older brother, no more shady people at his place, no more drugs laying around his place, no more police knocking on his door in the middle of the night. No, just him all by himself with his television and take-out food. He would thoroughly enjoy those two days of being alone with nobody around to bother him.

"Hey Dixon." Daryl looked over his shoulder at his colleague, Billy Robertson, who had called out for him.

"What?" Daryl asked aggressively, but Billy wasn't fazed. Daryl always sounded aggressive, it wasn't news. Billy had worked with Daryl for four years now, he knew that the guy was actually kinda nice and always lent a helping hand when somebody asked him to. He was just putting up a tough front for whatever reason.

"Can't wait to get out of here, can you?" Billy smiled, having noticed Daryl looking at the wall clock repeatedly. "Got plans?"

"Nah." Daryl answered with a shrug of his broad shoulders.

"I'm having a party for my sister on Saturday at my place. You should come."

"Don't even know yer sister, man." Daryl didn't really feel like partying, especially not with a bunch of strangers or some of that stuck up family Billy comes from.

"So what? You'll meet her when you get there. You saying no to free food and booze just 'cause you don't know her? It's not gonna be like a huge thing. She just moved here and I want her to meet some people, help her make some friends. It's gonna be a couple of guys from work and the bar and some of their friends. No big rager or anything." Billy tried to convince Daryl to come. He knew he wasn't the most social being in the world, but he liked him and wanted to include him. Well, he wanted to try at least.

"Dunno." Daryl gave another shrug and busied himself with putting some of his tools away and turning his back on Billy.

"Alright. If you change your mind, you're welcome to join us. Party starts at eight pm, you know where I live, just swing by if you feel like it." Billy offered one last time before falling silent again and finishing changing the tires on the car he was working on.

Exactly half an hour later Daryl dashed out of the auto shop like a bat out of hell. Neither did he bother with changing into clean clothes for the ride home, nor did he say bye to anybody on his way out. Again, nothing his co-workers weren't used to. Daryl jumped in his truck and gripped the steering wheel in his still slightly oil-covered hands and drove home, only stopping by Kramer's burger joint to pick up some food before he arrived at his shoddy apartment building. Upon entering his apartment and closing the door behind him he walked into his tiny bedroom, pulled off his dirty work clothes except for his white wife-beater, black boxer briefs and white tennis socks. He completed the outfit with a pair of old gray sweatpants and then left the bedroom for the kitchen to get his six pack of beer from the fridge. Armed with food and drinks he finally settled his behind into the old green corduroy of the couch that was probably older than him and barely cushioned his body anymore, but it still beat sitting on the hard floor. Daryl turned on the TV and unpacked his food and after he took his first bite and the first sip of his heavenly cool beer, he nodded to himself contentedly. Yeah, this he had missed, a quiet moment without having to worry about anything. He would be able to fall asleep in front of the TV peacefully, without having to worry about his brother charging in, high as a kite and causing a ruckus. For him, life didn't get much better than this. It would be the highlight of his entire month, if not of the entire year, it was only February after all.

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"Hey Billy Goat!" Teddy grinned and hugged her twin brother when he opened his apartment door with a huge smile on his face.

"Oh how I didn't miss that nickname." he laughed and embraced his sister tightly.

"Good for you that you might not have to get used to it again then." Teddy smiled while she pulled away.

"Uh-oh, what does that mean? Do I have to turn your 'Welcome to Georgia'-party into a 'Goodbye Georgia'-party?"

"Maybe. Man, it has only been a week and I am ready to hitchhike back to Seattle, straight to the hospital and beg for my job back."

"Oh come on, it's just been a week, you just need some time to adjust. It might have worked better if you would have been able to take this week off to get settled first." Billy said while he led her into his living room and motioned for her to sit on the couch. Annoyance was tinging his voice, but his anger wasn't directed at Teddy, but at their parents.

"Yeah, tell me about it. The parental unit is driving me up the wall. Seriously, I moved here on Saturday and Dad already makes me work on Monday? I unpacked like three boxes, I still have a shitload to do, but I never get to it, because they make me spend time with them until I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. I get up, go to work, go to have dinner or other 'fun' activities with them and then I go to sleep. That was my whole week. I don't know the patients, don't know how the whole system works in that office and instead of just letting me watch and learn and adjust a couple of days first, he throws me into the water and expects me to be the best swimmer the world has ever seen. Just fucking overwhelmed right now." Teddy plopped down on the couch and yawned while Billy got her some 7Up from the fridge.

"I know, but you know our parents. You had to know what you were getting yourself into." Billy understood that Teddy was overwhelmed and was putting all the blame on their parents right now, but he also knew that his sister wasn't stupid and had to have been aware that it wouldn't be a walk in the park.

"Yeah, you're right, I knew. It just sounded all so good. I loved Seattle, but I had to get out of there. Everything reminded me of him. And who would say no to fewer hours and better pay? I just like to bitch and gripe about our folks. They are a handful and spending so many years away from them made me forget that, but I am still grateful for everything they did. Like you said, it just takes some time to adjust."

"Exactly. So, are you excited about your party?" Billy smiled and changed the subject to happier things.

"Oh yeah, you have no idea how excited I am. Who did you invite?"

"Just some people I hang out with. Maggie obviously and her brother Shawn and his girlfriend."

"You don't have to mention Maggie, she's your girlfriend, so I kinda expected her to come. Please tell me other people are coming and I won't be the fifth wheel on couples night." Teddy looked at him with wide eyes. When he had told her he was throwing a party she had expected just that and not an intimate dinner with two couples.

"Don't worry, I invited some other friends and Gus, Wade and Daryl from work."

"Gus, Wade and Daryl... such fitting names for mechanics somehow, don't you think." Teddy smiled. She had met Gus and Wade a couple of years ago for Billy's birthday party, but Daryl she didn't know yet. "Hey, is Daryl the guy that looks like a serial killer according to Mom?"

"Everybody who isn't a member in her country club looks like a serial killer to our mother, Teddy." Billy laughed. "But yeah. He looks a little mean, maybe. He is a little abrasive, but he's there to help when you need him and that's what counts. Don't think he's gonna come anyway, he is not really the socializing type."

"Too bad, would have loved to meet him. I like me some mean looking fellas." Teddy giggled, while Billy rolled his eyes.

"Oh please. I mean I am all for you finally finding someone to settle down with, but I don't think any of my friends would qualify for that position."

"What is that supposed to mean? Should I be offended here?" Teddy frowned at her brother, thinking he thought she wasn't good enough for his friends.

"No not really, but you're a doctor, Teddy and they are all a bunch of outdoors loving rednecks that go hunting and fishing in their free time. And then they gut and fry their kills before they eat them."

"Yeah, so? I am a doctor, I've seen worse than a deer being gutted, Billy. Think that would gross me out?"

"You don't get it. Those are country boys, you're a city girl. Those guys like farm girls who know how to shoot and cook up some chicken for dinner. They'll like you as a friend, but in the end, you'll be nothing but a yuppie girl to them and rednecks and yuppie girls don't mix well relationship-wise." Billy explained nonchalantly.

"Oh okay, so I should cancel my account on Redneckmingle dot com? That what you are saying?" Teddy laughed.

"Ha ha. Here, choose a pizza, I'm starving." Billy handed her the menu from the take-out place and while she browsed he grabbed to DVD cases and held them up. "And for entertainment we got National Lampoons Christmas Vacation aaaaand True Lies."

"Awwww, two of my favorites, you rock. This is exactly what I need."

Shortly after they ordered the pizza and thirty minutes later the twins were munching on pizza and watching Chevy Chase stapling himself to his house while trying to hang all the chains of lights and for the first time in a week she finally felt herself relax. Yes, the week had been stressful and it would take some time to adjust to the new town, the new people and the new job and everything, but it all had a big upside and that was, that she finally had her twin brother back in her life permanently. Together they were strong and would be able to face anything. Now she was looking forward to the party and meeting all the other people in his life and making new friends herself. With her parents in close proximity, God knew she would be needing them to keep her sanity.