Till the End of Days

by Undertaker's Wife

Daryl Dixon has always been on his own, he only had to deal with two things; work and his drug addict older brother. It wasn't until he met her he realized what he had been missing. Then the world had to end. How will Daryl react when his past is suddenly back in his life? DarylOC Pre and post apocalypse story.

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own the Walking Dead, any of the characters (unfortunately) or plots.

Authors Note: Okay Guys! This is my first Walking Dead Fanfic it's a DarylOC Story. So please give me any ideas or criticism that you have. This story is a pre and post apocalypse story so bear with me! It's going to be set in season 3 as much as I can. I can't promise it will follow the show exactly. This is how I am picturing Daryl and how he would be before the end of the world. And HERE WE GOOOOO!

Chapter 1: One Bullet Left

They were closing in on every direction. Shifting, stumbling forms that were bearing their teeth and shuffling towards the girl that was shooting as many of them as she could, it didn't seem to be making any difference. In fact it was drawing more and more of them towards her. The girl was trapped there was nowhere to go, walkers on three of the four sides to her back was a large chain link that she had been trying to climb to avoid the walkers. It proved impossible with her bum knee. She has twisted it while running through the woods to get away from the large hoard that had her corned.

The woman mumbled a quick shit as she realized that there was only one bullet left in her gun. That was the most important rule that she had made up when the world was overrun by walkers four months ago. Leave one bullet just in case there was no way out, she would be damned if she would be awake and alert when they bit into her for the first time. She would be double damned if she turned into one of those freaks. She slowly raised the barrel of the 9 mm pistol to her left temple her finger on the trigger ready to pull when there was a gunshot to her right. The walker closest to her then there was another gunshot and another walker went down. She pressed herself as close to the fence as she could to avoid being hit by one of the bullets. There were only 3 walkers left, 2 gunshots took out the ones farthest from her shaking form and an arrow took out the last one.

She stayed crouched down by the fence not wanting to stand and draw any more attention to her from the group of men that were walking towards her. Being a woman in this new world was not a good thing; she had learned that the hard way. She cursed as she realized that the group had noticed her and was making their way closer. She held her pistol in front of her not quite aiming it at the men but having it close enough that she could do some damage if need be. Even though she only had one bullet she would sure as hell use it if need be.

Rick Grimes took in the scared girl crouching against the fence; she was young probably only 24 or 25. Her eyes were darting between him and the three other men he was with. Deciding quickly that she wasn't a threat he holstered his gun. He held out his hand to the girl and slowly she accepted it. She pulled her to her feet but she still looked guarded.

"Names Rick Grimes, are you okay miss?" Rick asked her as surveyed her quickly. She didn't look like she had been infected but he couldn't be careless especially now that they weren't on the safety of Hershel's farm any longer.

The girl nodded her head quickly before clearing her throat and answering "I'm fine. Thank you, I'll be on my way now." She tried to skirt past him before he realized that she was alone out her. She wouldn't make that mistake again. The last time she had been cornered by men she had barely gotten away untouched. It was a close call, one that she wasn't willing to make again. His arm shot out stilling her movements, she tensed instantly and he must have noticed because he let go of her arm and raised her hands in a passive manner.

"Are you out here by yourself?" Rick asked the woman, slowly the girl nodded her head yes. Rick sighed he shouldn't bring her with them food was getting scarce and people were hard to trust. But he knew he couldn't leave her there alone, he wouldn't be able to sleep at night. He regarded her slowly and how she was trying to inch her way past him without being noticed too much.

Rick motioned to the two men behind him "This is Glenn and Hershel they are part of my group. Would you like to accompany us back to the group we can get you some dinner? Besides it's going to be dark soon." The girl quickly shook her head before answering "No. Thank You I'll be fine."

She tried to move around him again but he once again blocked her path. The girl was starting to get frustrated. This guy wasn't taking no for an answer, he was either really stupid or really desperate to get her underneath him. She steeled herself for a fight that was about to come when a backwoods drawl broke through the group.

"Wadda got there? It's gettin' late we need to head back to the camp." The girl shot her way around the cop in front of her so she was standing face to face with a man at the back of the group two sets of blue eyes met. Each filled with shock and joy mixed together. Before any of the other men in the group could blink, the hunter dropped his crossbow the same time the girl launched herself into his arms, legs around his waist and face buried into his neck. His right arm was under her ass holding her up while his left hand was buried in her mess of brown curls keeping her head locked securely into his neck. The rest of the men just stood there trying not to gape in shock at the sight and hearing the girl sob "your alive" over and over again into the hunter's neck. He had buried his face into her hair, murmuring quietly in her ear, "I'm here baby, ain't no one goin to hurt ya now."

So That's it for the first chapter tell me what you think!