My dear readers,
this is the very last chapter of my Connaryl-Story and I can tell you, I am so sad that I had to end it but every story needs an end, so another one can start.
I am still in love with this couple and wish there were more stories about them.
Thank you for all your comments and for reading this until the end.

My writing was sometimes a bit confusing because of my bad english and sometimes it was my intention to confuse you all.

So what else to say? THANK YOU AND MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!
I hope you all have wonderful days with your family and friends!

XXX

drowningintonothing

"What is your name and where do you want to go?", the man in uniform asked.
"I want to go to Ireland and my name is Daryl D-", Daryl shook his head. "MacManus."
"What do you want in Ireland? You sound southern."
"I'm not. I am goin' after me twin brother Murphy. Yeh can check yer books. He left 5 month ago." Daryl was leaving his past behind, so why not change the name and use the fact that Murphy and him looked like twins?
"Alright. Alright. Here is the key to your cabin." Daryl nodded and took the key from the other man and then turned around again, waved goodbye to his family. Beth and Carol were crying and Rick looked sad, too. Everyone was waving and Daryl turned around. For the first time he would leave this country and maybe he would leave it for good.

He was leaning against that tree he had dreamed about for so many years, it nearly felt unreal to see the landscape, the grass and the lonely house on that hill. He knew now what the twins were talking about, when they said "it looks untouched, holy, like paradise". He felt much more connected to nature, the universe as in any other place they had been for the last years. Ireland was colder but on the other hand much warmer. Daryl sat down in the grass and watched the sky, the landscape and played with his rosary. Connor's rosary. And his wedding ring. He couldn't wait for Murphy to come home and see him, hug him. All the way to Ireland he had thought about the letter and he had read it a several times. Murphy was in love with him. Daryl was nervous, he wasn't sure what he was expecting and what Murphy would want him to do. His feelings for Connor were still there and he wouldn't want to hurt Murphy by rejecting him. Or lying to him.

After one hour the sun was getting down and Daryl smiled, for the first time in month, because that was the sight Murphy described in his letter and that Daryl had seen in his dreams. He saw someone coming closer and the golden autumn sun was melting with the person. Daryl watched him getting closer and when he was sure who it was he started running.

Murphy started running as soon as he had seen the person who was running towards him. He thought he was dreaming, hallucinating but inches before Daryl he stopped running, stared at him and with one move Daryl hugged him and he nestled is head in the crook of his soulmates neck. "Yer 'ere." "Sorry it took me so long." Murphy pressed Daryl closer. "I missed yeh." "I missed you, too." Daryl moved his hands to Murphy's face and the Irish looked at him. Daryl knew then, he knew he wanted and needed this. Murphy was more than a brother and more than a friend. He would never be Connor but he was close enough. Daryl's thumb stroked over Murphy's lips and then replaced them with his mouth. Gently pressing a kiss to the other mans face. Murphy grabbed into Daryl's hair and opened his mouth. He couldn't believe this, he had never thought that Daryl would love him back. Daryl broke the kiss, took Murphy's hand and both went into the house. They had a lot to talk about. And Daryl, for the first time in his life had a home, a safe place and he was with Murphy.

2 month later

They were sitting in the grass, watching the sunset. Daryl's head was resting on Murphy's chest, while the Irishman was sitting behind him, kissing his temple. His hands sliding over the tattoo on Daryl's chest, which was the same he had. They had found an old guy who had tattooed Murphy and Connor in the past. And he had inked the name of their soulmate on both mens chest, right over their heart.
Daryl moved his head up and kissed Murphy, who was playing with his chesthair. Daryl moved around and pulled Murphy on his lap. They took their time with everything, because Daryl wanted to be sure he wasn't making a mistake. He loved Murphy but it was weird kissing someone that wasn't Connor. Let alone do more than that.
Murphy was wearing his peacoat and his rosary and Daryl thought it looked hot, even so he knew he would look the same way if he would wear his. The Irishman broke the kiss and locked eyes with Daryl. "Do yeh still think this is a mistake?"
"No. I think Connor would want us to be happy."
"Aye."
"You havin' doubts?" Murphy's eyes wander over Daryl's face.
"I love yeh, Daryl. For a while now and Connor knew. He knew I would never have tried to tear you two apart but I think he would want us to be together."
Daryl pressed his lips onto Murphy's. "I think so, too. I love you."
Nothing could ever replace Connor and none of them would ever forget him. Murphy knew that Daryl would never love him like he loved Connor. Part of him was sad about it and the other one was happy with whatever the future might bring, as long as Daryl was near him. He would have accepted a brotherly relationship. Anything.
Daryl closed his eyes and pressed Murphy closer. Even so he missed Connor, he was glad that he had Murphy. And he would never admit it but he had known that the other man was in love with him, ever since the day in that hotel, when Murphy had kissed him. But he didn't want it. It was wrong and yet it feels so damn right. They are one and they always have been. They are two parts of a soul. The third part is missing, the third part was destroyed. In another life there would be no Connor, no third part. Only them. Only Murphy and Daryl. Two damaged souls, only able to live with the other one around.

And for the last time: COMMENTS? Please?

And before someone asks: Yes I am thinking about writing something about Darphy BUT I have some other fics in the making. So just you wait until I come up with something.
My new fic will be something completely new. I never saw that couple. So yeah. Just wait.

:) Thanks again!

P.S: My new stories will only be published on AO3. Send me a message if you want the concrete link. Same name!