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Hey there! This is a Walking Dead fic that was actually inspired by both Doctor Who and Miracle on 34th Street. What's gunna happen is Daryl and Carol are sent back in time to the Quarry where Rick first went after waking up from his coma? They're going to interact with their past selves with their time-traveler, who is an angel. (You'll find out who if you keep reading.) And what's the point of all of this? To save someone they love that was lost to walkers. Or, at least, that's what their angel tells them. ;)

**WARNING!*

There are going to be multiple spoilers from seasons one all the way to the five mid-season finale. If you have not seen all of the episodes, then I suggest not reading this.

Also- there will be some strong language, jsyk.

DISCLAIMER- I don't own anything of The Walking Dead. I will be pulling some lines from the comics and the show and putting them in here, and I don't own any of it.

ps: This will be switching POV's every now and then between everyone. Carol and Daryl mostly. Maybe even to the angel a little later on.

Now onto the story! Enjoy! :D

Prologue

-CAROL'S POV.-

I thought it was a dream. I'd seen those blue eyes so many times before on stormy nights. They'd keep me up for hours. Sometimes we'd talk; not about the walkers or Ed or anyone- we'd just talk. I'm not sure what about, it was always different. But when I woke up- when I knew I was awake- she would be gone. She'd always be gone.

But not today.

"I don't get it."

Daryl paced the floor, looking at the little girl sitting next to me. Daryl, Rick, Tyreese, Sasha, Maggie, Glenn, Carl, Judith, and I were holed up in the kitchen of a house we were temporarily staying at.

"We ain't dreaming! How are you here?"

"I told you that already."

Sophia said.

"I'm here so you can save me."

"I don't understand."

Rick pondered.

"What do you mean save you? It's not like you can take us all back in time."

"You're right."

I swallowed hard. Where was this going?

"I can only carry two at a time. And I only need two to do this right."

She sounded so grown up. When did that happen?

"You- are you still scared of them? The walkers, I mean."

Carl asked.

"I was. I used to be...mostly I just feel sorry for them."

"You feel sorry for them? Why?"

"Because they look so sad. Don't they look sad to you?'

"Yeah...they do."

"You said two people. Who?"

Sasha interrupted suddenly.

"The two that cared for me most."

She looked at Daryl, then at me.

"Baby, I don't understand."

I said quietly.

"Maybe you never will, Mamma."

She replied.

"But that doesn't matter now. Just take my hand. You too, Mr. Dixon.'

A part of me was screaming that none of this was real- that I should just go outside and let a walker take a bite out of me, so I can wake up. But...the other part of me said to trust her. And that was what made me grab her hand. I nodded at Daryl and he did the same.

"I don't know how long we'll be gone."

Sophia said to Rick.

"But we'll be back within a week, at the most."

She paused.

"Goodbye Mr. Grimes."

And suddenly we were gone.