This chapter will be the only chapter from Double Edged Sword that is from Daryl's point of view. I hope you're enjoying it, please review so I know if I'm going in the right direction :)


What started off as a rescue mission soon descended in to the hardest day of Daryl Dixon's life. The second he'd seen Rebecca cowering in the corner, wearing a beautiful dress that was covered in blood, his mind hazed over. He'd convinced himself he'd never see her again, she wouldn't be dead, just not near and that was mostly okay for him. He didn't want forgiveness because he didn't deserve it. However, seeing her there, so close... so within his reach he couldn't stop himself if he tried. To have her in his arms felt like he'd slipped in to one of the many dreams he'd had since he'd walked away from her.

Had she always been that small?

As he, Merle, Rick and Maggie trudged back to the car where she was he couldn't concentrate on what Merle was saying.

He had too many questions, where had she been? How long was she alone? Was she still mad? Whose blood was she covered in? Who had hurt her?

It was driving him crazy, the not knowing.

He glanced up and saw her there, sitting on top of a car, her hair was shorter. Had she cut it off because of him?

He quickened his pace, desperate to reach her. She noticed him and slid carefully off the car. She limped towards him, her face set in a determined scowl. When they finally reached each other she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to meet her lips. It felt better than all the times he'd dreamt about her, about the way she felt in his arms. He'd almost forgotten how soft she was, as she pulled away Daryl grinned lazily at her. Suddenly her palm struck his cheek, it stung so much his eyes widened, she was crying and he knew why.

"You're a real ass hole Daryl Dixon." She hissed

"I'm sorry. I looked for you, afterwards..." He tried to pull her back to him, she was trembling.

"No! You're not allowed to say that, you looked for me? So what. It means nothing." She sobbed, clutching her dress. "You... You left me... all alone! I almost lost my mind! I almost died."

"I made a mistake, I thought it was for the best." He wouldn't stop trying to reach out to her. "When I heard what you were involved in before... before us... I didn't know how to feel."

"For the best? For the best! You thought leaving me to defend myself was for the best? You should have believed me, I didn't tell anyone because I knew you lot wouldn't understand." She yelled, throwing her hands in the air "I went back to the farm, did you know that? I went back, to see you again! It was all destroyed. I thought you were dead... I mourned you!"

"I'm sorry."

"I don't give a rats ass about your sorry." she spat.

"Rebecca..." Daryl was stunned, hurt, but he understood.

"I was so close to death, to giving up, did you even care? You have no idea what I've been through, where I've been! You left me to die!" She glared at him.

"I know that! You think I didn't know that? It's all I thought about! I wanted to find you, I tried so hard! I couldn't keep holding on forever! It killed me to stop, I loved you and I let you be out here alone! I know that! I have to live with it, every day!" He yelled

Her face crumbled in pain and heavy sobs forced their way out of her throat, Maggie placed her arm around Rebecca's shoulder protectively and lead her away. Daryl turned to glare at Merle and Glenn who were arguing.

"He can't come with us Daryl." Rick mumbled when Daryl reached them.

"What? No! Don't ask me to leave him, I can't keep doing this for the good of the group or whatever shit you come out with this time." Daryl shouted.

"Rebecca's coming with us, she saved me and she deserves our help." Maggie ordered, walking towards the group. Daryl saw Rebecca whispering to Michonne.

"Don't make me chose." Daryl warned.

"You're gonna have to, Rebecca agrees that Merle shouldn't come with us, he's the one who bruised her face like that." Maggie argued.

Daryl whirled round to face Merle, blind with rage.

"You hurt her..." He accused, drawing up to his full height.

Merle laughed nervously.

"I did what had to be done, you gonna pick a piece of tail over your brother? Your blood." Merle teased.

Daryl snarled at Merle, he marched over to Rebecca, he wouldn't just leave her again, unless she told him to.

"Rebecca..." Daryl pleaded

She turned to him, eyes large but defeated.

"You're going with him... aren't you..." It wasn't a question, they both knew he needed to pick his brother, even if he was scum, he was blood. Merle would only do more damage by himself, he needed Daryl to keep an eye on him.

"I'm..."

"Don't say you're sorry, it looses meaning after a while." She whispered.

"He's my brother."

"Yeah, and he's the guy that almost caved my face in, you've made your choice." Rebecca turned away from him. Her shoulders shaking, he wanted to lift her up and just carry her away, it could just be the two of them.

"I really am sorry." He mumbled, he turned to walk away, back to his brother.

"Me too." Rebecca called after him.

He grabbed Merle's arm and pulled him away.

He couldn't say the words good-bye, even though he knew he wouldn't see her again. For the second time he was walking away from her, walking away from the possibility of being truly happy. He already thought he'd made a terrible mistake.