So I know Daryl seems nicer than in the show but I'll try and make it more him. Also I am going to be skipping a little ahead to when the camp gets over run, mainly because I want to get them to the prison for a surprise.
Daryl's Point of View
"Shhh, Carol. It's ok. It's from my knife. Now stop fussing." I said stroking her hair as she cried. I hated seeing anyone cry, especially Carol.
"Promise?" She whispered
"Yeah." I said kissing her forehead.
From that point of seeing Carol that hurt over thinking I was going to die I wasn't sure if I should let her in or pull away. No Dixon ever kept anything good for too long if ever.
During the first month we hadn't seen any walkers other than on runs to the city for supplies which we were running low on. We had been out for a bout a month and a week now. Knowing damn well we didn't have much meat left from the last time I hunted I decided to go out again.
So far I had several squirrels and was following a buck for a couple miles trying to get it closer to camp. I started to pick up speed hearing some of the children yelling.
"Mommy! Dad!" Carl and Jessica screamed.
As I got went through the bushes I saw Rick, Dale, Glenn, Shane, Jim, and Morales with melee weapons drawn. Andrea and Amy were a little behind them, with the rest of the group staring at us from camp.
"Oh Jesus." Shane said quietly lowering his gun.
"Son of a bitch. That's my deer! Look at it all gnawed on by this filthy disease baring motherless poxy bastard!" I yelled kicking the headless walker.
"Calm down son that's not helping." Dale said
"What do you know about it Old Man? You take that stupid hat and go back to On Golden Pond." I said in his face.
Walking back to the deer I sighed, "Been trackin' this deer for miles. Drag it back to camp cook us up some venison. What do you think, think we could cut around this chewed up part right here."
"I would not risk that." Shane said
"It's a damn shame.. Well I got some squirrel. About a dozen or so. It'll have to do." I announced
"Oh God." Amy said looking at the head of the walker snapping at us.
"Come on people what the hell. It's gotta be the brain. Don't ya'll know nothing?" I said shooting it in the head with my crossbow and grabbing the bolt. I began to walk back to camp to see almost everyone by the R.v.
"Merle! Merle! Get yer ugly ass out here! Got us some squirrel! Stew 'em up." I said loud to get Merle's attention where ever he was.
"Daryl slow up a bit I gotta talk to ya." Shane said
"Bout what?" I replied
"Bout Merle. There was a problem in Atlanta." He said in a serious tone.
I turned to look at the others who were all staring right at me making me feel uncomfortable with all the attention, "He Dead?" I asked
"Not sure." He said.
"Ither he is or he ain't!" I said annoyed.
"There is no easy way to say it. So I'll just say it. You're brother was a danger to us all. So I handcuffed him to a roof. To a piece of metal. He's still there." Rick said walking up.
"Hold on. Let me process this. You say you handcuffed my brother to a roof and you left him there!" I yelled
"Yeah." Rick replied
I chucked the squirrels I caught at Rick and was about to run at him when Shane tackled me to the ground. I quickly pulled out my knife jumping up.
"Watch the knife." T-Dog said loud.
I lunged it toward Rick and Shane grabbed me putting me into a choke hold.
"Okay. Okay." Shane said bringing me toward the ground
"YOU BEST LET ME GO!" I yelped.
"Nah, I think it's best if I don't."
"Choke holds illegal." I grunted
"You can file a complaint." Shane replied
"I'd like to have a calm discussion on this topic. Think we can manage that?" Rick asked, "Do you think we can manage that?"
"Hmm?" Shane said
When he let me go I began panting for air on the ground and Rick knelt down by me.
"What I did was not on whim. Your brother does not work or play well with others." He said.
"It's not Rick's fault, I had the key. I dropped it." T-Dog confessed
"You couldn't pick it up?" I said looking right at him.
"Well I dropped it in a drain." T said.
"If it's supposed to make me feel better, it don't." I said getting up.
About ten minutes later I went to my tent to check on Carol.
When I unzipped the tent she wasn't there. I immediately ran to Shane and Rick.
"Where is she?" I said worried.
Rick frowned and looked down putting a hand on my shoulder, "I'm sorry Daryl. She wouldn't leave Merle. She said she couldn't do that to you."
"AND YOU JUST LET HER STAY!?" I yelled dropping to my knees.
We got ready to leave as fast as we could. I wasn't leaving them out there longer than I had too.
Carol's P.o.v.
"Daryl ain't gonna be happy you stayed here." Merle mumbled.
"I don't care. I wasn't going to leave you." I replied.
"He means a lot to you don't he?" He asked
I shrugged, "Guess that doesn't matter anymore. We need to get off this roof."
All of the sudden we started to hear moans and they door rattling. I yelped jumping up. Suddenly I noticed we were chained in.
"Got a bobby pin?" Merle asked in a hurry.
I nodded and quickly handed it to him. In a matter of minutes he was out. We both got up getting Merle's gun and making our way down to the streets. There was only two walkers inside. The streets were almost cleared. At least until we got to the end of the rode.
As we went into to cross the field on our way back to camp a group of ten walkers surrounded Merle. He shot about half of them and ran out of ammo. I was far enough away for them to leave me alone while I tried to shoot them. Right before one got the chance to bite Merle I grabbed the knife I found in the tent and pressed it hard sliding it across my hand. When the blood started coming out all but one of the walkers trying to get to Merle turned around and began chasing me. Merle stabbed the last on by him and started running and taking as many as he could down. I stopped running after there was one left and lunged forward onto it stabbing it in the eye.
When I got off of it I fell to the ground out of breath. I looked at my hand where I split the flesh open. I had cut deeper than I meant too. I glanced up seeing Merle right in front of me. He ripped a piece of his black shirt and tied it around my hand. I started to feel a bit sick as I got up. I took one step and stumbled falling into Merle.
"Shit. Mouse. Stop for a second. Yer gonna hurt yourself." He said grabbing my wrist.
"I'm fine. Perfectly-" I hurried and leaned down puking.
I threw up for a second and spit, "I'm ok."
"No. You ain't. If you get hurt Daryl's gonna be even more pissed." He snapped.
"He doesn't have to worry about me. We aren't even together. It's not like he wants to be either. He hasn't touched me at all in almost a month. I'M JUST BROKEN!" I cried pulling away from him.
"Okay. Just come on." Merle sighed leading the way.
The trip back to camp was silent. Once we got there everyone crowded around us. Instantly I knew the missing people had gone to look for us. When Dale walked up he grabbed my cut hand looking at it. "What happened?" He asked worried
"I cut my hand with the knife to save Merle." I said looking at him.
Suddenly he walked away coming back with alcohol. He quickly uncovered my hand and poured some on it. Once he was done he covered it with gauze. Merle and I quickly walked over to the fire with the rest of the group.
Everyone looked mostly happy. I was talking to Amy for a moment before she headed off to the bathroom. I hadn't puked again until I smelled the group roasting squirrel. I walked off by the bushes and threw up. I was about to walk back when I heard Amy screaming. I quickly looked over to see a walker biting her arm.
When I glanced at the rest of the group they were fighting off walkers. With no time to react one knocked me down making my head it a rock. It quickly got on top of me. It had my arms pinned down and was snapping at me. I put my knees up trying to keep it away. Right as I thought I had no hope to living a bolt came flying into its skull.
Daryl yanked me up and pushed me towards the others. When the group had finished clearing the walkers we noticed all the deaths we had. Most of the people I didn't really know the names of except for Amy.
The men began to pull the walkers bodies over to be burned and the ones we lost to be buried. I started to walk over to the R.v. and Lori when Daryl smashed one of the bodies heads and blood splattered onto me. Right as it hit me I puked again. Suddenly Daryl looked at me confused.
"You alright?" He asked stopping what he was doing.
"Yeah." I said after wiping my mouth.
He stared at me for a moment before putting his hand on my forehead. He quickly pulled me over to the tent pushing me inside and zipping it up. "Were ya bit?" He asked
"What?" I replied
"Were you bit Carol?" He asked again
"No." I said.
"Are you sick." He sighed.
"Sorta." I muttered.
"Take off yer clothes." He demanded.
"What?" I asked confused.
He walked over to his bag and pulled out navy blue sweats and sweat shirt and tossed it to me. "Put em on." Daryl said
"Okay." I mumbled
I quickly changed and laid down in my sleeping bag.
"Carol." He said sweetly
"Yeah?" I replied
He looked at me and sighed giving me a quick half smile, "Yer shivering. I'll be back soon to keep you warm."
"Oh okay." I smiled
I fell asleep right as Daryl left. Probably about an hour later I felt Daryl pick me up and walk somewhere. I woke up hearing yelling outside. I got up as fast as I could and ran outside to see that Jim had gotten bit.
Everyone soon started packing everything so we could go to the CDC. When we left I was in the truck with Daryl and he wouldn't stop glancing over at me and asking if I was alright. He had already had to stop for me to pee about three times in the last couple hours. I had no idea what was up with my bladder but I definitely wasn't in control. When we got on the road again my small back pain was worse. The rattling of everything in the truck didn't help either.
When we had finally gotten there the place was a grave yard. Bodies everywhere and it was almost night. After the walkers started coming and Rick began yelling at the moving camera the doors opened.
The man running the CDC had us take blood tests before we were able to stay. After all the tests he showed us to where we could stay. Everyone stayed either alone or with a family member. I was one that was alone. I didn't mind it either, Daryl was in the room across from me if I needed him.
After I took a hot shower my back felt better and my cramps began to go away. I was changing my clothes when Daryl walked in. He had a smile on his face while he was looking at me. I instantly began to blush when he walked over to me and started kissing me. "Carol, will you be my woman?" He said smirking
"Of course." I replied.
Once he heard my answer he gently pushed me onto the bed kissing me more. Then he softly put his hands on my breast. When he did I whimpered looking up at him. "Did I hurt ya?" He asked
"Sorry, I guess they're just sore." I said with a frown.
He leaned down to kiss me again, but I pulled back before it got too heated. "Do I look fat?" I frowned looking at Daryl.
"No, you look hot." He smiled.
"Well do I look like I gained any weight at all?" I asked
"Maybe a little. But you needed some meat on your bones." He replied.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Come in." I said
"Carol, I found out something from your blood I'm not sure if you know this or not but." He stopped
"But what?" Daryl and I said together.
"You're Pregnant." He replied.
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