Part Of The Dixon Family
That night, Lydia and Daryl could not sleep. After what they have been through, how could they sleep?
Lydia wrapped her hands around Daryl. "I'm sorry I couldn't do anything. I tried to help him but I wasn't strong enough. I didn't think the Governor would shoot him. I'm sorry, Daryl. I'm sorry." Lydia sobbed.
Daryl turned over and faced Lydia. "You are strong, Lydia. Don't forget that, please. You tried to save him but the Governor killed him. He hurt you and I want him dead. Being a Walker is too good for him. I love you Lydia and I have a present for you."
Lydia smiled. "Yea, I am pretty strong aren't I?" She giggled.
Daryl pulled out a ring from his pocket. "Will you marry me, Lydia Samuels?"
Lydia looked down at his hand and nodded. "Yes."
Daryl put the ring on her finger. "I love you, Lydia. You're all I have."
Lydia kissed him. "I love you too."
The next morning, everyone started packing. There was to be an ambush on Woodbury, led by Glenn and Maggie.
Lydia changed into her outfit when she first met Merle and Daryl. She wore some leggings, a blue tank top, and a plaid button down shirt. She zipped up her black knee high boots then joined everyone outside with her back pack.
Rick walked up to Lydia. "Where were you yesterday?"
Lydia sighed. "If you must know, I went with Merle and Michonne, okay? I owed Merle and-"
"And you ended up regretting it, huh?" Rick finished her sentence.
Lydia scoffed. "Piss off, alright?"
"What happened? Where is Merle?" Rick's tone changed sympathetically.
"The Governor killed him and he became a Walker. I watched Daryl kill him." Lydia looked down.
"I'm very sorry then. Is Daryl okay?" Rick walked past her.
"He's fine." Lydia muttered angrily. "He's fixing his bike."
Lydia walked to the car and gave her bag to Beth. "Thanks."
Beth smiled. "No problem and I'm sorry about Merle."
Lydia hugged her. "Thank you."
"What's that? A ring?" Beth smiled.
Lydia nodded. "It's from Daryl."
"Maggie got a ring from Glenn too!"
Lydia smiled. "Really? Where is she?"
"Over there." Beth pointed at the catwalk.
Lydia looked up at Maggie. "Hey, Maggie Rhee!"
Maggie looked down with a smile. "Yes, Misses Dixon?"
Lydia giggled. "Congratulations!"
"You too! Hey, I'll be down in a minute, okay?" Maggie ran down the stairs.
Lydia greeted her with a hug. "What are you wearing?"
"Glenn and I are going to set up there and fire at the Governor. He's coming." Maggie held her helmet.
"Let's go!" Rick announced.
Lydia joined Daryl on his bike. "Ready?" He asked.
"Let's go." Lydia hopped on his bike and followed Rick to the woods, waiting for the Governor.
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As expected, the Governor and his men showed up with serious fire power. Glenn and Maggie aimed their guns at them, waiting for them to come back outside. In a matter of minutes, they scattered out the prison and the Rhee's opened fire.
"Get the hell out of here!" Glenn fired at them.
"NOW!" Maggie fired too.
The group watched from woods as they quickly rushed to their vehicles.
"Go, go! Go now!" The Governor ordered the men.
With their tails between their legs, they high tailed it back to Woodbury.
Maggie took her helmet off. "Did we do it?!"
Glenn nodded. "We did it. Go downstairs!"
The group met back at the prison entrance.
"We did it." Rick panted. "We drove them out."
"We should go after them." Michonne looked to Rick.
"We should finish it." Daryl held Lydia's hand.
"It is finished." Maggie joined them. "Didn't you see them hightail it out of here?"
"They could regroup." Michonne spoke.
"We can't take the chance. He's not gonna stop." Glenn told Michonne.
"They're right. We can't keep living like this." Carol panted.
"So, we take the fight back to Woodbury?" Lydia asked.
"We barely made it back last time." Maggie added.
"I don't care." Daryl panted.
Rick nodded. "Yea." He exasperated.
"Let's check on the others. Come on." Rick ran towards the Cell Block C with the group following him.
Beth, Carl, and Hershel came out of hiding.
Rick heard Judith cooing and turned around to kiss his daughter's head. Right beside him, Rick hugged Carl.
"Dad, I'm coming to Woodbury." Carl looked at his father.
"Carl." Rick stood up.
"Dad, I did my job out there. Just like all of you." Carl looked up at his father. "I took out one of the Governor's soldiers."
"One of his soldiers?" Hershel asked. "A kid running away? He stumbled across us."
Lydia nodded. "I was there with them, Rick. The kid looked scared to be doing what he was doing."
Rick nodded. "Congrats by the way, Lydia."
Lydia blushed. "Thank you."