AN: so I decided to do a chapter about Daryl's day when he left with Merle, in the last chapter to go to his appt with Tyreese. I don't know how much I will use Merle and Tyreese, but I wanted to introduce them. There will be more direct Caryl interaction coming up but I am thinking this is going to be a longer fic...it's coming
Let me know what you think:)
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SHELTER
CHAPTER FOUR
"We ain't got all damn day!"
Daryl felt his cheeks burning as he hustled his way out to the van Merle had borrowed from Dale to take him to his appt. Merle had his head stuck out the driver side yelling like an idiot.
One thing he was looking forward to post surgery was actually being able to bend his fucking knee, which he couldn't do now with the brace. Having the routine all down to a science he opened the back door swung himself into the seat while pivoting his leg up onto the bench seat. Hissing a little as the pain overtook him for a moment.
"What the fuck Daryl! You know your supposed to take a pain pill before physio!" Merle said turning to look at him with a concerned look on his face "Tyreese is gonna loose his shit!"
"I'm fine!" He snapped,"I don't need no god damn pain pill" he said laying his head back against the door closing his eyes with a sigh, trying not to vomit.
Merle decided to change the subject as he started the van and pulled out on the road "So what had you so riled up when you were walking out here? You were blushing harder than a school girl" he said with a snort at his own joke.
"Merle...fuck off" Daryl sighed
"What? Did it have anything to do with that fine little red head who followed you out? Hell she is a fine little piece. She your new neighbor Dale was telling me about? Glenn's friend?"
"Yeah...Carol."
"She checked out your ass"
"Shut up Merle she did not!"
"Well hell little brother I ain't blind to women the way you pretend to be...that woman checked out your ass, fuck Daryl did I not teach you anything? When a good looking woman checks out your ass...that's a good thing! But hey if you ain't interested maybe old Mer..."
"Merle stay the fuck away from her" he snapped and then reddened when Merle started chuckling yet again
"That's what I thought baby brother." Merle laughed. "Why don't you ask her out?"
Daryl snorted "Fuck even if I wanted to, ain't no women wanting to deal with this" he said motioning to his leg.
"Daryl stop saying shit like that! In six weeks..."
"In six weeks time it's gonna be another fucking surgery to recover from, nothing more than that" Daryl interrupted
"That's bullshit, it's the last one and you know it...you just got to get through this one and it will be over."
Daryl rolled his eyes then closed them folding his arms across his chest sticking his hands in armpits "pfft" he said before feigning sleep to block out Merle.
"Fuck Daryl, you need to get laid" Merle grumbled before dropping it. Daryl didn't need to hear the bullshit Merle spouted. All it was was reminder of everything he would never have, nothing would ever be normal again, he didn't even remember what normal was anymore. He wouldn't end up happily ever after, he wouldn't end up married in a house with a picket fence to Carol or anyone else, he would be alone forever.
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Daryl laid on the physio table waiting for Tyreese as Merle paced anxiously browsing the brochures, that lined the walls of the physio department of the VA hospital.
"That's some fucked up shit right there" Merle said turning a pamphlet sideways.
"What the fuck are you looking at?" Daryl said turning his head at Merle who was looking at a pamphlet "Resuming sexual intercourse in the surgical recovery period...Merle put that shit down"
"What ?0there's fucking pictures in this thing and everything."
Tyreese came bounding in the room then a huge smile on his face "How is my favorite patient today?"
"Fine" Daryl responded
"Cranky as usual" Merle said at the same time.
Tyreese glanced over at the pamphlet Merle was holding "You needing some pointers Merle?" He asked as he began removing the brace on Daryl's leg.
"Hell no, I should be writing these things, it's baby brother here that could use this...got himself a little crush on his new neighbor, cute little red head, nice..."
"Merle" Daryl snapped
"What? I was gonna say nice skin, she's got nice skin, Jesus get your mind out of the gutter Daryl" Merle chuckled "Anyway Daryl here thinks he's gonna be alone for the rest of his life, just trying to show him his options"
"Your one to talk" Daryl hissed as Tyreese started maneuvering his leg through the range of motions they followed every appt.
"Old Merle ain't never lonely for women Daryl, you can believe that...I gotta take a piss" he said leaving the room.
"You know he's right Daryl, if you like this girl you should do something about it, talk to her, do something."Tyreese said as he worked
"I never said I liked Carol!" Daryl responded getting annoyed "Besides what the fuck do I have to offer anyone? I can't drive, I can't work, I can't run, I can barely walk, I can't bend my fucking knee, fuck I don't even know if I can fuck anymore for Christ sake."
Tyreese paused looking up at him "Daryl that pamphlet Merle was making fun of we have those for a reason, were there is a will, there is a way. This, all this crap will end, you have to stay positive. I really think you should reconsider seeing a counsellor, you don't talk to anyone Daryl and that ain't healthy.."
"I am talking to you right now"
"That ain't what I meant and you know it...you need to talk to someone, Merle, Dale, Glenn...maybe even this Carol? Someone..". He said giving him a meaningful glance as Merle came back in the room.
The rest of the appointment passed quickly "Looking good Dixon, we will see you in three days...and remember what I said." Tyreese finished making notes in his chart.
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Daryl lay in bed that night unable to sleep. Fucking Merle, putting ideas in his head! He couldn't seem to get his thoughts off of Carol. He kept thinking of the way she smiled and winked at him this morning, it felt like flirting to him, but he was so out of touch with stuff like that he really didn't have a sweet clue. No matter how many times he told himself he was imagining it, it all came down to the fact that her eyes had been filled with heat when she looked at him. He grinned involuntarily maybe she had been checking out his ass.
AN: I hope Merle wasn't too ooc...I have never really written much with him