I could say: I told you. Or: SURPRISE!
But I just say: It was all there.
I will post my two last chapters now. (OMG!)

3 month later

Rick was getting sick of the ghost wandering around his old house. When he had decided to go back to his hometown and search for his old house, he had taken Daryl with him. And everyone had followed. No one of them had a place to go anymore. Carol didn't want to go back to where she lived with Ed and Sofia, the Greene's didn't have anything left to go to either. So they all followed. Only Abraham, Eugene and Rosita stayed in Washington to help the military. Rick had started to clean the town, burning corpses and repairing houses. Everyone was helping, only Daryl would stay at his room. Rick knew how it felt to lose someone but Daryl was acting as if he had lost more than just Connor. And hell, rick knew that after Murphy left Daryl would cry every night, staring at the letter that Murphy had given him. He never read it and Rick wished he would. Rick new what was in there, Murphy had told him. Murphy had recovered faster than Daryl, maybe because he had seen something that no one else did. Murphy knew Connor was dying way before it happened and he knew so much more. One day Murphy had told him, that he would see Connor never again. His soul was destroyed and that is what makes it so hard for Daryl. Murphy lost his soulmate, but Daryl lost his other half, his twin soul. After this life he would never feel so complete as if he was with Connor and Rick had felt his own heart break. Yes, he had loved Lori and he loved Michonne but he never felt that connected to anyone like the twins and Daryl had.
The Irishman said: "There will come a day, when he asks yeh what to do. Tell him. Tell him to live and to find peace." Rick had promised and he was waiting for Daryl to finally speak to him.
Rick was heading for Daryl's room and knocked. As usual there was no answer. He entered and Daryl was sitting on a chair, a blanket around his body and staring at the moon. "He always looked so beautiful in the moonlight", the hunter spoke and Rick was surprised. He sat down on Daryl's bed and let him talk. "He wanted to marry me Rick. He promised me that we would be together forever. Now he is gone." Daryl was crying and Rick didn't know what to do. He didn't want to stop Daryl from talking. "I miss him, so much. I can't sleep at night because he is not there. I can't speak because I will never hear is answers again. Will never hear his laugh again. And you know what is the worst? I can't find him. I can't find his soul. Rick, he is gone forever. His soul died." Daryl turned around and looked at him, then stood up and sat next to him. "What do I do?", he whispered.
Rick sighed, opened his arms and Daryl let himself fall into his arms. "I am so sorry Daryl. I wish I could help you, but one very smart guy told me this: You have to live and find peace. It is hard but Connor wouldn't want you to suffer so much. Connor loved life, he loved you and he would want you to find happiness again."
"How can I be happy when he is not there?"
"Daryl, happiness can be found in different shapes, in different people. We all love you and we all miss you. Where is my brother, huh? The one grumpy guy that used to hunt and throw squirrels at me when he was mad? The one guy that was supposed to be the last man standing? You were always such a strong person and I miss you Daryl. So do the others. You are part of this family and we all love you. I know it is not the same, it never will be. But you have to try. Maybe someday you will find love, in a very unexpected way."
Daryl shook his head. "No."
"Did you read Murphy's letter?" Daryl shook his head again and whispered: "I can't. I lost him, too."
"No Daryl, you didn't. You should read it. Really. Murphy loved you Daryl. A lot more than you would ever think of. Do you miss Murphy?"
Daryl let go of Rick and looked outside the window again. "Yeah. Yeah I do. Since he left I feel even more sad and empty." Rick smirked. "And why is that?"
"Because he grew on me. He is my brother, like you."
"No Daryl, he is not. Listen, I know you can't believe this, but Murphy was more than just a brother. He was Connor's brother. His soulmate. Your soulmate. You need him and he needs you."
Daryl pressed his palms on his eyes and thought about that. Murphy needed him? Why would he, he was gone. And yet, wasn't it Connor's wish that Daryl looked after Murphy?
"It isn't right", he breathed.
"What?" Rick smirked and he knew the answer already.
"That I miss Murphy so much."
"Believe me, it is." Rick touched Daryl's shoulder. "How about you read that letter now, I will take a shower and you come downstairs when you read it. And then I will give you something that Murphy gave me many month ago."
"Okay." Daryl nodded and grabbed the letter from underneath his pillow. "Don't be afraid. I know what is written in there and it is okay." Rick left the room, glad Daryl finally had said something. Daryl turned the envelope in his hands and slowly ripped it open. He was afraid what Murphy might write. Maybe he was blaming him for his twins death, maybe it was just another goodbye. He grabbed into the envelope and pulled the letter out but there was something else in it. A rosary. It looked like the one Connor and Murphy were wearing all the time. Daryl looked at it, turned it around and let the little globes glide through his fingers. There were two letters carved into it. "C. M." - Connor MacManus. Daryl shook his head. This couldn't be. Murphy had put it around Connor's neck when they went back to get his body. He didn't understand.
Daryl opened the letter, the rosary still in his hand and started reading.

"My dear Daryl,

when you read this, I will be gone for a while. I don't know how long it will take you to finally open it and read those lines but I promise you, that no time will change what I am about to say.
All those month back, when you stumbled into our lives, I was angry and sad and happy. There were a lot of feelings I couldn't explain but now I can. I love you Daryl. Probably not as much as Connor loved you, but at the same time I think I do. I love you with every piece of my heart and soul. I've known this for a while now and seeing you with Connor made me happy and sad at the same time. I wanted my twin to be happy, to save you, to finally find what he was searching for all his life.
At the same time I wanted what he had, I wanted you. Seeing you break, when Connor died was unbearable. Because at that moment I knew I had lost both of you. Leaving you was no easy decision but I had to, because I couldn't see you suffer anymore and I thought when I was gone, you would heal faster.
Probably we will never see each other again and it would be okay but know this: You will forever be a part of me and I will carry you in my heart as long as I live. I miss you, I always will. And I miss Connor, I miss that piece of my soul. Ever since he died I felt lost and lonely and I know you feel the same. Sometimes I wish we could fill each others holes but I know you don't feel the same about me. That is okay, Daryl, really.
But there is something you should know. I don't know if Connor ever told you, but the dream you had as a kid, where you were sitting in the afternoon sun, waiting for your brother. That was never Connor's dream. It was mine, my memory. Because I always thought that Connor looked like an angel when the sun was behind him, looking like he was melting with the golden color. Connor was in many ways an angel, because he always saved people. He saved me and he saved you. That was his purpose. All those years back, when Connor had those dreams about zombies and you, I tried to connect with him but it never worked. But I could see what he saw but from another perspective. I wasn't the one that was saving someone, I was the one that needed to be saved. While Connor was dreaming of saving you, I was the one feeling what you felt. When you ran from home, I ran too. When you were hiding, I was hiding, too. All those years back I thought it was Connor who was sending me those dreams and pictures but as soon as I saw you, I knew that it was never me in those dreams. That this actually happened to you. I don't know why god would do this to us, why we look the same and why we were three pieces of one soul. I don't know why this happened and yet I am glad it did. I am glad we met and that I found you, found the one piece that was missing in my life and in Connor's. You can't imagine how thankful I am that you made Connor happy, made him whole and made him smile and glow. It always made me sad to see him searching for something and losing his soul more and more.
Everything I ever wanted in my life is to see that golden sun, shining THROUGH him. Not just around him. I wanted him to glow and thanks to you I have seen it.
Daryl, I love you. I love you for what you are and who you were. I love you for what you have done and what you will do. I love you and I always will.

There isn't much more to say.
Just promise me, that you will remember.
Remember him and me.
Remember to live.

Goodbye my heart,
in love,
Murphy

P.S.:I guess you found the rosary in the envelope and you ask yourself why it is in there. I wanted you to have it and I knew that Connor would want it too. Connor doesn't need it anymore and you know it. You know that he will never need it again. When we found him I gave him another one, because what Connor never knew was, that I secretly had the one from our dad stashed in my peacoat. Take this rosary, wear it and remember him. Remember me. We are soulmates and I feel better knowing it protects you."

Daryl folded the paper and put it back into the envelope. One last time he let his fingers glide over the little globes on the rosary and then he put it around his neck. It felt good having it back on his chest. He put on his jeans, his black Henley and went downstairs to see Rick. Daryl had known, he had known the moment he read the line "I Love you", that he had to see Murphy. He didn't care how wrong those feelings were but he had to see him. Talk to him. Something had changed when he dreamed last night. That was the reason he allowed himself to talk to Rick. To change. It had to be. He had seen the same landscape, the same tree, the same house. But instead of watching the sun, he was watching the moon. No, Daryl thought, MURPHY had watched the moon and was crying. Because Murphy was alone, just like Daryl. He had seen him playing with his rosary, had seen him look into the distance, waiting. For his brother. His soulmate.
Daryl knew what to do now. Rick looked at the rosary and nodded. He gave Daryl another envelope.
"Open it."
Daryl did as he was told and in it was an address, a map and the note "In case you want to see me."
Daryl looked at the map and smirked. Murphy had drawn their house, the tree and Daryl looked at Rick.
"I need to see him."
"Yes, you do."
"You wouldn't be mad?"
"Daryl, you need to be with him as much as he needs to be with you. I know you think it is wrong, weird and hell, I thought the same when he told me month back. But on the other hand we all knew when we saw you three. Every time you were angry, he was happy and every time you were weak, he was strong. He is your mirror Daryl. And you miss him."
Daryl nodded and looked at the map. "Yeah. I miss him."
"You are still confused and that is okay. Murphy doesn't expect you to feel the same."
"I know. Can we check when the next ship leaves?"
"I already did. I did it a while back. It is leaving in 8 weeks."
Daryl smiled. 8 weeks. He could do that. "Thank you."
"Anytime, brother."
Somehow Daryl felt energy rushing through his bones, because he was seeing Murphy again. The last three month were horrible and he had missed the fucker so much. He wanted to hug him and sleep next to him, just like Murphy did after Connor died. Yes, he was going to see Murphy. And maybe they both could heal together and remember Connor, together. He went back to his room and watched the sky. Daryl sighed and looked at the moon. "I miss you, Connor. I will go and see your brother soon. We will take care of each other. Just like you wanted us to."

Hm...What will happen in Ireland?